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Fulgrim & Magnus (critter forms)

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it's dangerous to go alone! take this

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lino prints!!!!! im gna do more in the future for sure i love doing these!!!! all are hand printed and hand carved by me <33 link

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drink water

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His thoughts returned to Eriadu, and to Jova's comment: "It would look better with some blood."

⚠️ This is my commissioned work. It is for sharing only, please do not upload or use it again.

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Going to a Warhammer 40K LARP!

Finally, someone is organizing a 40k larp near me and I can go play! Since it's a Nordic larp, there's going to be written characters from organizers, more plot and intersecting storylines, so we'll have to see if I get the remembrancer or the non-combatant Sister. Also... My mind has been corrupted by the fanfics here, so I'll have to train to think about primarchs in a less horny way, because I don't want to get executed by the Inquisition too early in the game.

Oh God Emperor, let me be the weirdest remembrancer anyone's ever seen or the purest hospitaller the inquisitor has ever met (so pure it's suspicious). I want all the misery I can get.

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Aaaah, Luci is so sweet and devilish here, love it ❤️ Love reading some dominant demons taking care of their sweetheart, so I'm hoping you write more Dom/sub stories, since in the game it's mostly you taking care of them.

Doctors Advice

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ TAGS: fem! reader, sub! reader, dom!lucifer - Lucifer teaches you how to masturbate properly.

You, oh, poor you. You've been really stressed out lately. Lucifer noticed this, always so observative, especially when it comes to you. He tried to find out the root of your problems himself, but he was having a bit of a hard time figuring out your little human struggles. That is, until he found you in your room, furiously rubbing yourself through your panties.

It makes sense now that he thinks about it, the source of your stress: sexual frustration. Your unability to make yourself have a proper orgasm was starting to drive into your head and making you be all tense. Of course, he can't have that.

He decides to take matters into his own hands, after all, he knows a lot about anatomy, about sex, and about you. He approaches calmly, seemingly cold and collected, but the raging hard-on showing through his pants as he sees your teary eyes and pouty expression tells a different story. He picks you up, cooing that "he'll make it better" and that "he'll make you feel really good soon". Now who can say no to that? You end up sitting on his lap, your legs spread open and he can't help but take a peak between them to look at the wet, dark patch in your underwear. He'll be sure to teach you aaaall about the art of masturbation!

"Firstly, you need to find the proper places to touch." His hand moves to place itself between your legs, while the other rests reassuringly on your thigh. He places his thumb on your hole, on top of your panties, and sloowly drags it up, making you shake slightly with excitement. "This whole area is good, but there is a particularily stimulating spot." He raises his hand again, giving your clit a few taps with his index finger. This drives a small whimper out of you, to which he hums, bullseye.

"This is where you need to start off." He squeezes your thigh, moving his head to get a better look between your legs. "Fortunately, you were lewd enough to make yourself this wet yourself, so we can proceed comfortably." He whispers, slowly pulling your sticky panties to the side, before once again placing his thumb on you to rub slooow, tight circles on your throbbing clit, smirking when you let out breathy moans and your legs shake slightly. "When you touch here, it'll make you feel really good, which will lubricate you. You must already know, but this is your clitoris. It is the organ that produces pleasure… and… bla bla…" He rambles, meanwhile, you're trying to hold back intense moans from the pleasure. How can he make you feel this good? He's barely doing anything, and you already feel like your tummy feels strange and your legs are tensing up! There's a certain… sexyness about a cold and collected angel calmly teaching you how to touch yourself. You're too distracted to notice his other hand, the one that was squeezing your thigh eagerly, moving to collect slick from your hole. He raises his hand, observing the shiny stickiness on his finger, before rubbing your clit faster.

"Your clitoris extends far beyond this outside area, so for an optimal orgasm, you must stimulate it from all sides." He gives the top of your head a peck, before slowly sliding a thick finger into your velvety walls. There's almost no resistance, since you're so turned on and practically dripping by now. He stops his movement on your clit for a second to concentrate on slowly driving his finger in and out. "…You might need a bit of an intense treatment, seeing as you are so… tense." He doesn't give you much time to adjust before sliding another cold, long finger into your pussy along with the other one, and his movements on your clit start up even faster now. You let out strangled moans, your legs start to shake and your breath quickens as he picks up the pace on his fingers, curling them and thrusting them roughly into your pussy.

He lets out a small chuckle, enjoying the view of you falling apart on his fingers. You feel the contrast of his cold hands on your warm pussy, and he's constantly hitting aaall of those right spots that you just couldn't reach yourself when you tried. Your moans become louder and become erractic, and your toes start to curl. "…Although, only two fingers might not be enough for a dirt girl like you..." His voice goes even lower than it already was, and he nips at your earlobe before adding a third finger and scissoring it alongside the others. You're a mess by now, feeling full and overstimulated by his heavy presence and skilled fingers. And, as he makes his last thrusts more aggressive and fast, you cum, hard. Your legs tense up completely, threatening to close, but he keeps them open with his own, and you feel a hotness and intense pleasure wash over you. The tears that were building up in your eyes start to slide down your cheeks, which he quickly licks up and moans at the taste of.

…But, he hasn't stopped. Though he removed a single finger, you're still stuffed with two, and his intense rubbing of your clit hasn't stopped. Your red eyes fill up with even more tears, and of course, he couldn't be happier. You moan loudly, weak protests and cut-off whimpers coming out of your drooling lips, the overstimulation too much for you to handle, and you feel a different, more intense pressure building up on your tummy.

"You, my dear, have been too stressed. My advice, as a doctor, would be a long session of orgasms and squirting. Now, keep crying those sweet tears for me."

Strawby here! i hope you liked it <3 i made some polls and i wasn't expecting luci to win lol i wanted this to be longer, but i'm still not really good at it :,) i've already written smut of him once, and though he's my fave i wanna switch it up a bit too, so i might make another poll without him. (also, i totally think lucifer is into squirting.)

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Caleb - AZ Analysis (NSFW)

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Authors Note: Firstly, this is a long one yall, I’m sorry. Secondly, I used to LOVE reading these a few years ago and I looked it up and only found ONE on AO3 for Zayne😔 so I was like, okay, let me write this for the LADS. Starting off with Caleb cuz if yall can’t tell he a #freak and my favorite LI🧍🏽‍♀️ also, this is not proofread so sorry for any spelling / grammar issues. Next up is probably Zayne or Rafayel. (I definitely feel dirty as hell after writing this yall, what the fudge🧍🏽‍♀️)

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A - Aftercare

Caleb is pretty attentive after sex. He’ll take a quick breather (maybe around 5 minutes) before doing anything; just enjoying your presence, catching his breath, kissing your forehead, all that jazz (while still inside you might I add) before he’d reluctantly peel himself away from you. He’d shove on his pants, and go run you a warm bath and, of course, carry you (*cough* Farspace Deprivation *cough* ) to it, tracing his fingers along your back, arms, and legs, peering into your eyes from time to time and asking if he hurt you. After, he’d leave you to enjoy your ‘alone time’, heading down to the kitchen and getting you a cool glass of water and cooking you a quick meal or a light snack, making sure that you’re clean and well hydrated/fed. He’d probably want to sleep after (unless he’s got something to do) though.

B - Body Part

His favorite body part on you is literally everything, no if, and, or buts about it. But truthfully (lewdly) be told, he loves your eyes (aww🥺), thighs (ooh😏) and pussy (oh!😳). Your eyes express so much to him; he can always look in them and tell exactly how you’re feeling, no matter how hard you try and cover it up, they say the eyes are the gateway to the soul and Caleb loves that. He thinks its so intimate to stare into your eyes. As for your thighs, Caleb loves a little plush. He likes the soft squishy pillows to squeeze the side of his head when he’s going to town. He also loves to lay his head on your lap and let you twiddle with his hair after a long day, falling asleep peacefully every time you do. As for the pussy, I don’t know how many times I have to tell yall how in tune Caleb is with the pussy. He loves talking to her, kissing her, tasting her, hearing her, literally everything. Just like your eyes, its so intimate to be this close with you. Not just connecting on the outside (of your body) but the inside as well.

C - Cum

Caleb loves to cum inside, I think they pretty much all do as I believe they’re all into close intimacy, but I’ll throw yall a bone and delve deeper lol.

Besides cumming inside, Caleb would love to cum on your pussy (strange, I know), on your tummy, or in your mouth. Cumming on your pussy always turns him on, he loves the way it looks and he relishes in what it means; that your pussy is his and here’s the proof. As for your tummy, he just thinks it looks cute; the small dip in your tummy that welcomes the pool of his milky cum is a stark contrast to how… intense he can be when making love. Lastly, as for cumming in your mouth, he enjoys it because it’s basically like cumming inside you. It shows you’re eager for him, you want him in every way like he wants you. He thoroughly enjoys it.

D - Dirty Secret

No surprise that Caleb is a panty sniffer (we’ve all seen the damn picture, which I will so kindly out at the bottom of this post). He just gets off on it. He is absolutely infatuated with stealing a pair of your panties (worn (preferably) or not). Just the thought of being so close yet so far from such an intimate part of you turns him on like nothing else. It’s different from any other scent about you; your shampoo, your perfume, lotion, mouthwash, whatever. It’s different because it’s so… natural and you. It’s not altered or can be replicated, no, it’s unique to you and that’s why he loves it. He loves taking a big ass whiff to ground himself, remind him what he’s doing (quite literally) anything for. He can’t help the aching bulge that grows in his pants every time he does. He doesn’t mean for it to happen, it just does. (It’s not even a secret anymore tbh, I don’t think he’d try to hide it very long)

E - Experience

Caleb is so infatuated with you that he would instantly be put off by another female. Not in a ‘disgusted way’ just in a ‘not interested’ way. It doesn’t take him long to realize that he is literally looking for you in every woman he encounters. “Oh, her perfume is nice. Not as nice as Y/N’s, but it has a nice vanilla smell, very relaxing.” He literally looks for traces of you, big and small, and even IF he does find them, they still wouldn’t entice him. He’d just be reminded of you, and now he’s thinking about you the whole encounter and how much he’d like to see you right now, and oh! Someone else is here…? Sorry, didn’t see you there. With that being said, I don’t think he’d have much experience under his belt; he’s known you since childhood and has been literally obsessed with you ever since, and I highly doubt he’s ever felt that way for anyone before, during, or after you. He may have 1 (at the ABSOLUTE MAX 2, but I can’t really see it) body(ies) but it would just be to experience sex/relieve some stress, not because he actually felt something for them, even so, he’s probably one of those virgins that no one ever expects to be a virgin.

F - Favorite Position

Caleb LOVES cowgirl, he loves to see you take control and get yourself off while using him. Its so sexy to him; he’s always telling you how pretty you look and how good you’re doing, and he LOVES that scoot thing? That you do to hit your G-Spot, really drives him wild seeing you like this, but one of his absolute favorites is “The Anvil (picture below).” He loves the closeness and intimacy of it and the dirtyness too; how he can look into your eyes and moan into your ear, how he can kiss your legs as well as your face, how deep he can get this way, how his body weight is practically pinning you in place, forcing you to take everything he gives you. He loves how wet you sound squelching beneath him every time he pounds into you, how his balls slap your perineum making you feel even better. It also add one to one mind blowing orgasm for him and you.

G - Goofy

Caleb is fairly serious when he’s in the moment. The way he dirty talks is so… sensual and lewd that it’s very difficult to be goofy with him. He takes your pleasure VERY seriously, he’d never want you to go unsatisfied, even if he does. That being said, he’s usually in a pretty serious/focused (on you) headspace majority of the time, but he doesn’t mind if you crack a joke, or smile, or laugh. He finds it endearing. It’s adorable to him, and your happiness and comfort is the top priority, so if you feel comfortable doing so, by all means, go ahead, he welcomes it, but he would never personally do it. He knows how different a woman’s pleasure is compared to a man and how hard it is to get back in that certain headspace once you’re out, so he wouldn’t want to jeopardize that if he could help it.

H - Hair

Caleb’s pubic hair is not very dense in my opinion. Compared to short and curlies, I think it’s a little bit longer and straighter, but ash black though. It’s not too much, it’s actually quite soft so you wouldn’t necessarily mind it, but he prefers keeping it shaved for you and himself. He’s a practical man, he wouldn’t want the pubic hair to get in the way of your pleasure (or his) or to get caught up in his zipper. If you asked him to do something with it (shave it all off, keep it long, trim it, etc etc) be would, just give him 15 minutes, but he finds it easier to just shave it all or keep it trimmed, less hassle.

As for you, he doesn’t care. He loves you just the way you are; Hair or no hair. He’d recommend some stuff for you to do with it if you really wanted to do something more intricate (like designs and trying out a new razor or wax place or something) but he’d personally never outright tell you what to do with your own body and risk making you feel less than desirable to him. But, I personally think Caleb prefers it trimmed. He likes a little hair, liking how natural it is (he literally just loves you in your natural state💀) but still groomed enough not to take away from your pleasure or his.

As for a hairless pussy, he also very much so enjoys this. He loves how soft your skin is and how he can see everything (cuz he’s definitely looking) better.

I - Intimacy

Caleb is pretty intimate. Of his own accord, he probably wouldn’t be lighting candles and throwing down roses petals every time you two get down with the get down, but, he’d definitely make your feel loved and make this feel like something that brings you both closer together. He’d never, in a million years, want there to be a lack of intimacy. He loves you and he is never afraid or ashamed to show that and he’d cherish the same from you. He’d love kissing your lips and all around your body, telling you how beautiful you are, how much he wants you, loves you, and needs you and he’d definitely appreciate the same thing.

J - Jack Off

Caleb jacks off a pretty often, even if he has you. He’d be discreet but he definitely wouldn’t hide it from you and he’d absolutely adore if you offered to help him sometime, but for the most part, he doesn’t want to bother you or overwhelm you with his needs. With his job and worrying about you, he gets tense a bit easily (and its known that he doesn’t like to show certain emotion to mc in fear the she might think she can’t depend on him/tell him certain stuff as to not overwhelm him) so he’d definitely value some frequent relief. On another note though, Caleb is DEFINITELY into mutual masturbation (or just being watched by you in general). He’d be smitten if he got to watch you touch yourself while you watched him touch himself as well, but he’d be itching to touch you, so it wouldn’t last long (he really tries tho).

K - Kink

Caleb is into a lot of stuff (#freak). He’d pretty much be into a lot (if not all) of the stuff you’re interested in as long as it didn’t hurt you (physically or otherwise) or gross him out (which would take a lot ngl). But, to be more specific (since I know yall curious😏) here’s a few things I think he’d be into;

• Size Difference (*cough* Exclusive Aftertaste *cough*). It doesn’t matter if you’re in the taller side (he’s pretty tall at 6’2), or the shorter side. It doesn’t matter if you’re chubbier or slimmed, he goes ABSOLUTELY WILD for your body. He literally worships the ground you walk on. He loves how different your body is compared to him, he adores how unique you are, how there is literally no one like you.

• Dirty Talk; Gonna keep this short - Caleb LOVES talking dirty to you and he’d literally cum instantly if you dirty talked to him.

• Marking Kink; He LOVES to mark you, show everyone you’re his, and he’d really enjoyed it if you did it back. Even if his whole body is covered in his uniform and no one can see, he KNOWS they’re there and that turns him on to no end.

• Very Light Cum Play; He enjoys creampieing you, you swallowing, and cumming on your pussy and lightly smearing it in/using his fingers to pump it into you. Its just a very intimate reminder that you’re his.

• Very very Light Voyeurism: Strictly just for him. He would NEVER let anyone else see. He’s not entirely into it because of how risky it is, but when he can’t be there with you in Linkon, he loves to look at videos of you touching yourself or you both making love to get off (nothing too long, maybe around 30 seconds to a minute). He prefers if it was over video cam (and not just a video in his gallery) so he can talk to you and you can talk back. It’s the next best thing; not quite as good as being there with you, but better than a photo, a text or a call.

• Very Very Slight Roleplay; He loves when you feel sexy and confident in yourself, and also when you take the lead and give him the night of his life. He wouldn’t want to go all out with wigs and a script and stuff (loving you just the way you are, no need for change) but, he does enjoy a little lingerie that you put on to help sell the bit.

L - Location

To be real, he prefers to keep it in the house (not exactly limited to the bedroom but,) preferably somewhere private and enclosed. He doesn’t mind the kitchen or the shower, literally anywhere you want but he’d prefer if you avoided inconvenient places. Some places you can convince him to do it (shower, car, semi-public) but it would have be minimal risk. He doesn’t want to risk you getting hurt or being humiliated if someone saw you.

M - Motivation

You. Literally that’s it. Everything you do gets him going. He absolutely adores everything about you, so really, it wouldn’t take much to get him going, but to cut to some specifics, he loves;

• When you compliment him or tell him how much you love him.

• When you kiss/touch his neck/back/shoulders (I think those are some of his main erogenous zones)

• When you feel confident in yourself (complimenting yourself in the mirror, wearing clothes/makeup/a hairstyle that makes you feel pretty, etc.)

• You wearing his clothes; he just thinks you look so adorable (and sexy) he loves how comfortable you are around him, which reminds him that you trust him, which reminds him that you love him and he loves you, and now he wants to express that love, and now you’re making love. Yay.

• When you ask him to do something for you (Open a bottle, run you a bath, zip up your dress, etc).

He might seem a lil easy to get going (which is true) but that’s just because he loves you so much. He also loves knowing that YOU KNOW you can depend on him and how he’d do anything and everything for you. Makes him want to express his love, and what better way to express his love than to make love..?

N - NO

(Do I need to say #freak again?!) To be real, there’s not a whole bunch Caleb would NOT be into, he prefers to keep things clean, safe, and immersive for BOTH of you, so anything that involves all 3 (actually 4 and i’ll explain why in a bit) of those things is a green light in his book (or at least a yellow). But, to get specific, here’s a few things I think he definitely would not enjoy.

• Blood or Scat Play; it’s just not his thing. He’d be so worried about you the whole time, it would literally kill his mood.

• Nothing to deprive him (specifically) and sometimes you of your senses; he wouldn’t mind a blindfold if you really wanted it, but he’s so adamant about touching, hearing, tasting, and seeing you that it would be lackluster to him if these senses were taken away. Likewise, he wants you to also be immersed in the moment, but he DOES enjoy how the lack of sight (from you) 1. Establishes how much you trust him, and 2. Heightens your senses (and pleasure) when he touches you.

• No one else; Literally no one else can be involved in your love life. Caleb would feel so distraught and pathetic (and extremely possessive) if you ever brought up bringing someone in to your love life (not just sex, but in general). He’s so dedicated to you and, in his mind, even though he spends a lot of time with you, it’d never be enough. There is no one on Earth that he loves, wants, or needs, like he does you, so if he even got the slightest hint that you felt the same way, it’d crush him. He’d get extremely possessive but sad as well.

O - Oral

Caleb LOVES oral. Tasting you is such an intimate thing and he absolutely REVELS in the fact that he is the one to do it. He loves it messy, not gonna lie. He’d LOVE if you were a squirter (he can definitely make you one😏); he wants your juices trickling down his chin, he wants you pushing his head deeper into your pussy, he’d love your toes curling as he made you feel like no one ever has and he’d definitely love to make out (with the lips on your face🧍🏽‍♀️) after he’s done making you feel good. Caleb gets a thrill out of finding new ways to make you feel good, he wants to be the only one to know you so well. In my opinion, Caleb would love your perineum (though I don’t think he’d know the exact name for it lol). It was unexpected how it came about really, just the brush of his bottom lip there and your breathy moans were echoing throughout the room. So he did it again, and again, and again, until your orgasm washed over you, making you tremble with pleasure. Something awoke in him that day.

As for receiving oral, he loves it (who wouldn’t? though I think he prefers giving). He LOVES to keep eye contact during the whole thing, asking you how good he taste, do you like sucking him off, do you know how good you’re making him feel, telling you how much he loved the way you make him feel, and praising you as his orgasm electrified him. Ropes of cum dripping from your lips. He’s torn between wanting to intertwine your fingers with his, tangle his hands in your hair and slowly guide your movements or if he wants to to keep his hands to himself and let you fondle his thighs and balls (decisions, decisions). Truth be told, he loves to sit back and watch you work your magic, he knows that YOU KNOW how to make him feel good, he trusts you.

P - Pace

Caleb doesn’t fancy going too fast or too slow. On a scale of 1-10 on how fast he likes to go, his preference is around a 4.5 to 6.5; He likes to slow it down sometimes, really let you feel all of him and adjust to his length pummeling in and out of you, but too slow can be frustrating for him. He prefers a more steady pace, not enough to be too desperate for more, but not too fast to where you both just get off without building the tension, the connection, the intimacy and the pleasure.

Q - Quickie

Contrary to not wanting to go too fast just to get off, Caleb actually does enjoy a quickie. His face lights up with joy the moment you suggest it. Like I said, he’s a practical man, and if this is the way you want to spend a quick few minutes with him, he definitely won’t argue. As for him suggesting a quickie, he will from time to time, but he’d prefer to wait until you both have a bit of time and a comfortable spot to get down. His preferred position for a quickie is definitely bending you over, but he also loves setting you up on a surface and thrusting into you. It’s not his favorite thing but, Whenever and however he can get some, he’s happy lol.

R - Risk

Caleb doesn’t mind a bit of risk, but he’d need a good reason to attempt in the first place. He doesn’t want others to see you in the intimate state that only he can see you, so he wouldn’t be very fond of it. Not to mention, I don’t think he’d be very hyped to risk getting interrupted or someone making you feel embarrassed. If you were into it, he’d definitely try to find some joy in it, but his personal preference, It’s not very high on his list of pleasurable things.

S - Stamina

Caleb has quite a bit of Stamina. He definitely can go for around 2-3 rounds, maybe 4 if you’re really insatiable, but I highly doubt he’d prefer it. He doesn’t fancy sex that 1. Is solely focused on getting off, 2. Leaves him with no energy to take care of you after, 3. Could possibly be too much for you. In one word, he likes ‘steadiness.’ His preferred amount of rounds is 1-2. Around maybe 15-30 minutes each (including foreplay), depending on if he wants to be a little slow or not at the time.

T - Toys

Caleb enjoys toys. He’s not entirely crazy about them or anything, but he does have a few favorites: Vibrating Panties, a vibrating wand (to use on both of you), a bullet vibrator, and a cock ring. He wouldn’t be opposed to you wanting to try new toys, but these are the ones he’s most comfortable with. I think he wouldn’t prefer anything that takes away the use of his or your senses (maybe a blindfold at best) because he wants to be immersed in the moment when he’s intimate with you and he’d like for you to be too. He wants to hear, see, feel, and taste, how good he’s making you feel and he wants you to hear, see, feel and taste how good you make him feel, so he wouldn’t necessarily be a fan of something that robbed him of that, but he’d give it a try once or twice if it was something you were into.

U - Unfair

Caleb is a tiny bit unfair. He wouldn’t tease you too much, but he does enjoy getting you riled up slightly. Asking you how bad you want it before he, eventually, gives in. Asking you how you want it, encouraging you to tell him a lewdly specific way. Pulling away right before you climax just to hear your pretty whines and whimpers, he adores it, but he’d always give in after one or two times, he can’t resist you.

As for teasing him, he actually throughly enjoys it. He loves when you make him tell you just how he wants you to make him feel good and he absolutely loves when you pull away from letting him cum just to give in a few minutes later. It always makes him cum so hard. He knows his Pipsqueak will come running back sooner or later, not being able to resist giving him what he wants because she wants it too, and that alone gets him off so good.

V - Volume

Caleb is extremely vocal in bed, the most vocal of the 5 (*cough* definitely check out my “How They Talk To You In Bed Headcanon” to see why *cough*). He loves making your face flush red at the way he dirty talks only for you, no one else. His moans and groans are also pretty loud, and his favorite thing to do is lean his head into the crook of your neck and moan loudly in your ear. He just wants you to know how good your pussy makes him feel.

Lastly, as for receiving dirty talks from you, he’s probably die and come back to life. It’d really be a dream come true. He wants you to practically tell him you own him in every way. How only you can make him feel this good, or nut this hard, and he wouldn’t object. It’s entirely true.

He LIVES for your moans and WOULD NEVER want you to hold back. He’d prefer if you were loud (not Christina Aguilera loud or nothing but yeah, pretty vocal lol);

“Whose pussy is it, baby? Mine? Aw, that’s cute, I like that. Maybe you should say it louder. Say my name louder, Pipsqueak, let everyone know who you belong to.”

W - Wild Card

Caleb has an EXTREMELY love-hate relationship with being tied down. He absolutely hates not being able to touch your body as much as he wants, it’s pure torture to him, but he is ABSOLUTELY OBSESSED with you being in control. He loves how much he can trust you in such delicate moments like this. He loves how sexy and confident you look when you have all the power. He loves how good you make him feel, how earth shattering his orgasm is whenever you tie him up and use him as you please; He’s all yours after all, but goodness does he hate not being able to touch you. (*cough* Tainted Cuts *cough*)

X - X-ray

Look Yall, I’m gonna be real; Everybody is rambling on about 7 and 8 inch dicks for the LADS guys, but I just can’t see it (besides Sylus, but I’ll get to him another day). Caleb is packing some heat, don’t get me wrong, but it’s nothing splitting you in half out of this world. Firstly, the man is built like a tank; tall (6’2) and wide (shouldered), and according to his fingers and nose, I have come to the conclusion that he is around 6.3-6.6 inches (when fully erect). I think he’s a grower lol, one minute you’d probably be like “Okay, that’s about normal size, I can do that!” And then the next minute it’s like “Whoa there, Pinocchio, slow down!” He’s definitely content with it, believe me, and oh does he know how to use it. As far as hoe thick I think it is, it definitely has some girth; make an ‘okay’ sign and he’s about as girthy as the hole between you index finger and thumb.

Y - Yearning

Caleb is fairly horny in my opinion. He’d want to go at it at-least twice a week. Preferably, 3-4, but he’ll take what he can get. He respects you too much to ever push you, so if he’s in the mood, he’d probably drop a few hints but would absolutely respect if you declined, not gonna lie he’d probably be the type to encourage you to say no every now and again just so he can be assured that you’re voicing your boundaries and he’s respecting them. Furthermore, He’d be a little red in the face when you ask him where he’s going and he’s like “Uhm… to relieve myself… ha.” He wouldn’t want to hide it from you, but he wouldn’t want it to seem like he’s trying to guilt trip you or anything, but the relief that a quick nut gives him is really like no other, so, he’d be a little desperate for it.

Z - Zzz

Caleb wouldn’t doze off immediately. He’d want to make sure you’re properly taken care of first. A little aftercare and light conversation would be the cherry on top for him. He’d spend around 30 mins to an hour tending to you before he focused much on himself, and even then its a quick shower, a quick drink, a quick bite and then coming back to cuddle with you. When his head DOES hit the pillow though, better act quick and say what you need to say cuz he’ll be dead sleep in about 10 minutes tops.

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(Some Caleb pics cuz I need him bad. Please stay away yall, he’s mine, someone tell him to please crush my head between those luscious thighs, I’m begging😔💔)

[naerwenia]

Unfathomably based

[naerwenia]

This really played with my expectations and feelings, surprising me more than once. And it's so beautifully written, cute, yet dark!

"I only tried to kill you because I love you. Why are you making this weird?"

❤︎ Synopsis. He was sent to assassinate the strongest archangel—swift, clean, no loose ends. Instead, he found a trembling, wide-eyed crybaby who sobbed uncontrollably when she accidentally stepped on a flower… and now he’s questioning if killing her or marrying her would be the greater sin.

♡ Book 4. Whispers in the Dark (WITD): Subtle Devotion, Lingering Shadows.

♡ Pairing. Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy x Esper! Angel! Fem. Reader

♡ Headcanons. Mission: Assassinate. Problem: She’s a Dumbass - Part 1

♡ Word Count. 5,769

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has spent millennia in the shadows, serving as the Demon King’s most lethal operative. He was a ghost in the battlefield, a legend in the underworld. No job was too brutal, no target too innocent. He was the executioner of nations, the nightmare whispered among desperate prayers.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has infiltrated kingdoms, toppled empires, and danced on the edge of war with nothing but precision and a smirk. Assassination, sabotage, psychological warfare—he was a master of them all. A being so deeply entwined in darkness that even demons feared him.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was given his final mission—hunt down an esper archangel. Not just any archangel. You. An anomaly among Heaven’s finest. One of the strongest executioners they had, yet…

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who spent months tracking you, observing you, expecting a ruthless warrior, a divine enforcer of order and justice. What he found instead was a tiny, emotional crybaby. A woman who cried over a crushed ant on the sidewalk.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had once brought ruin to an entire celestial legion without flinching, now watching—dumbfounded—as you knelt on the ground, fat tears rolling down your cheeks, cradling the lifeless body of an insect like it was a fallen comrade.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who followed you through city streets and holy sanctuaries, waiting for the moment you would switch, reveal the cold-blooded executioner the reports had spoken of. Instead, he found you screaming at a butterfly that landed on your shoulder.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had tortured kings into submission and broken minds beyond repair, now watching as you performed emergency healing magic on a pigeon with a broken wing.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who thought this mission would be a challenge. Instead, he was left wondering if Heaven had made a mistake. Surely, they weren’t serious. This trembling, overgrown child—this emotional wreck—was an archangel?

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had anticipated battle but was now stuck in the most ridiculous surveillance of his life. You were either the greatest con artist he had ever seen… or just an idiot.

⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had studied countless profiles, memorized every report, and prepared himself for battle against a cold, unyielding executioner. Instead, he was now watching you collapse to your knees in the middle of the street, hands trembling, eyes wide with unshed tears.

What happened? Assassination attempt? Divine revelation? Some kind of cosmic disturbance?

No. You just watched a little kid drop their ice cream cone.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who stands on the rooftop, utterly baffled as you—an archangel, a celestial executioner—wipe your tears aggressively, approach the sobbing child, and buys him a whole new ice cream while still crying harder he is.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches you tear up over every single injustice in the universe, big or small. A beggar in the street? Crying. A stray dog looking hungry? Crying. Some flowers wilting in the summer heat? Crying and aggressively watering them while muttering apologies under your breath.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who starts thinking, Alright, maybe she’s just too empathetic. A weak point. That’s useful.

Then he watches you have a full-on emotional breakdown in a bookstore.

"Why?" a passing customer asks, watching you clutch a novel to your chest like it personally betrayed you.

"It's—it’s just—the main character’s so lonely," you hiccup, voice wobbly, "and the author said they’re not getting a sequel—so—so they’ll always be alone. FOREVER."

The customer backs away. The employees are scared. The cashier is scared.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decides Alright, she’s emotionally weak, this will be easy.

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♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched as you cradled the tiny, lifeless bug in your hands, your face contorted in absolute devastation, tears streaming down your cheeks like a busted faucet.

"I’m so sorry—!! I didn’t see you! You were so tiny! Oh no—!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who stared in utter disbelief as you attempted to perform HEALING MAGIC on the poor insect. A caterpillar.

"Please, please, you were just trying to be a butterfly someday—!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had tortured warlords without blinking, now watching you hyperventilate over a bug with the emotional stability of a shattered teacup.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who followed you for days, expecting—hoping—this was a one-time occurrence. It was not.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, the very next day, saw you in the middle of a park, absolutely losing your mind over a bird with an injured leg.

"OH NO—who did this to you?! WHO WOULD HURT YOU—?!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knew, for a fact, that no one had “hurt” the bird—it probably just landed wrong. But there you were, on your knees, gently wrapping its tiny leg with a glowing, ethereal light, like a medieval doctor mourning a fallen soldier.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who listened in horrified fascination as you whispered encouragement to the damn pigeon.

"You’re going to be okay, I promise—just hold on, little guy, you’re so strong, you’re so brave—!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, at this point, was beginning to suspect he was being pranked by Heaven.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, a few days later, found you sitting alone in a garden, staring at the sky with glassy eyes, tears pooling and dripping down your cheeks like some kind of tragic painting.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who actually, for a split second, thought something serious might have happened. Maybe some celestial catastrophe. Maybe an apocalyptic prophecy. Maybe—

"The sun looks so lonely today."

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who felt his soul leave his body.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched you dissolve into another emotional breakdown over the sun. The actual sun.

"He’s always shining for everyone, but does anyone ever ask if he’s okay? Does anyone ever tell him he’s doing a good job?!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was now convinced that you were either the most compassionate being in existence or a cosmic mistake.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, the next week, had the misfortune of witnessing yet another crisis. This time, it was over a fucking fish.

"WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME FISH CAN DROWN?! THEY LIVE IN THE WATER—HOW DOES THIS EVEN HAPPEN?!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who genuinely considered breaking his cover just to slap some sense into you.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was used to angels being cold, merciless creatures, wielding divine judgment like a blade, who knew firsthand how ruthless and terrifying they were in battle—and yet. And yet. Here you were, crying into your hands because some random goldfish didn’t get enough oxygen.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was beginning to think you were not a divine warrior but some sort of overgrown, emotionally unstable child when he caught you having a full-blown existential crisis over a dead goldfish in a pond.

"The world is cruel… Life is so fleeting… This poor soul never got to experience love…"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had never in his entire life questioned the nature of Heaven—until now.

⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decided, after much careful observation, that he simply had to mess with you.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was, at this moment, watching you tremble like a little kitten in a thunderstorm just because he greeted you.

"Oh, did I scare you? My apologies," he said smoothly, tilting his head with the perfect balance of charm and professionalism.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, despite knowing how skittish you were, was not expecting you to jump like you’d been struck by lightning.

"Oh! U-Uhm! No! No, not at all, haha! I was just—uh—thinking! Very deeply! I-I do that! I think! A lot!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who almost choked on his own spit.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had flawlessly assumed the guise of a wise, mature traveling angel, a divine messenger of Heaven, just to see how you would react.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was not prepared for how much of an absolute dumbass you were.

"You seem troubled, little one," he mused, tone light, gentle. "Is something the matter?"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was expecting you to be skeptical, wary, cautious—maybe even silently calculating. That’s how real executioners behaved.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, instead, watched you absolutely malfunction.

"M-Matter? Uh, no! Nope! No, I’m totally fine! Super fine! Everything’s great, haha!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knew, for a fact, that nothing in your life was ever fine because you had the emotional resilience of wet tissue paper.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, just for fun, leaned in slightly, lowering his voice.

"Are you sure? You seem... tense."

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who nearly lost his composure when your entire soul left your body.

"I—I’M NOT TENSE! THIS IS JUST—JUST HOW I STAND!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who could feel your distress radiating off you like heatwaves in the desert.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, despite all logic, was deeply entertained.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decided to test something.

"You must be busy," he said with a practiced, knowing smile. "A powerful executioner such as yourself surely has many important duties."

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched as you completely blanked out.

"Uhm—!! Yes!! I do!! Many—uh—important duties!! Very important! Super important!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knew you were lying because not even five minutes ago you had been feeding ducks and crying because one of them didn’t like your breadcrumbs.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who let his smirk widen ever so slightly.

"Ah, of course. You must be so fearsome on the battlefield."

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who swore he saw you twitch at that.

"Uh, haha! Yes! Fearsome! That’s—uh—that’s me!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who narrowed his eyes just slightly.

"And yet," he said smoothly, "you seem so... gentle."

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had expected some flustered response, maybe more awkward stammering, but instead—

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched as you shut down completely.

Your whole body went rigid. Your eyes, which had been darting around in panic, lowered to the ground. Your hands, which had been fidgeting, went still.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who noticed the way you instinctively withdrew, like a turtle retreating into its shell.

"I—um. I—I try," you mumbled.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who immediately took note of the shift.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who realized that, with other people, you weren’t the same emotional wreck you were when alone.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, for the first time, saw the difference—how you weren’t loud, or animated, or dramatic. Instead, you were reserved. Shy. Almost small.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, in that moment, realized something incredibly important.

You had no idea he had been watching you all this time.

✦✧✦✧

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, despite being an unholy monster with millennia of experience, is absolutely baffled by your sheer levels of dumbassery.

"Ah, little one, have you been well?"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches as your entire body seizes up like a malfunctioning automaton.

"Uh—uhm—I—yes! No! Wait! Uhhh—"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is fascinated as you go through all five stages of grief just trying to answer a basic question.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches, in real time, as your brain completely blue-screens.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decides to test the limits of your dumbassery.

"You dropped your halo," he says smoothly.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is, in fact, staring directly at your perfectly intact halo floating above your head.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who almost chokes when you actually look down.

"OH NO—wait—huh—where—?! W-WAIT—"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches you frantically pat your head like a person who just realized they lost their glasses while they were wearing them.

"OH—OH! HAHA! YOU—YOU MEANT AS A JOKE! AHAHA! AHAHAHAHA!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who does not laugh because he knows damn well you actually fell for it.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had to suppress the urge to pat your head and tell you to go sit in a corner so your brain could cool down.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decided to change tactics.

"You seem nervous around me," he observed.

"Wh—WHAT? ME? N-NERVOUS? NO!!!" you screeched, tripping over absolutely nothing and nearly face-planting into the dirt.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who actually reached out on instinct to steady you because there was a very real chance you would break your neck from your own stupidity.

"Be careful," he murmured, steadying you with ease.

Your eyes went comically wide. Your entire body locked up. Your wings fluffed up like a startled pigeon.

"I—I—I—!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched in morbid fascination as you immediately entered critical system failure.

"U-UH—I—I NEED TO GO—I HAVE TO—TO—UM—UH—" you flailed, pointing in a random direction.

"You don’t even know where you’re pointing," he deadpanned.

"YES I DO!!" you shouted, before turning and sprinting straight into a tree.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who just stood there, watching as you sat on the ground, holding your head, actually tearing up from the impact.

"Why does nature hate me..." you whimpered.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had to turn away because he was genuinely about to laugh.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has come to a very serious, very terrifying conclusion.

You weren’t just an idiot.

You were his idiot now.

⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has successfully manipulated archangels before—except, apparently, you.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who finds you, yet again, in your usual spot: sitting in a sunlit patch of grass, surrounded by tiny animals, looking like an absolute dumbass.

"Oh no, little guy!! I’m so sorry—!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, out of morbid curiosity, watches as you cradle a worm in your hands, crying.

"I didn’t see you! I—I stepped too close—!! I’m so sorry—!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who realizes you’re literally apologizing to a worm.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who listens as you frantically try to comfort the worm, your tiny wings drooping.

"Don’t worry, I’ll take you home! It’s okay—look, I’ll find some dirt!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has to look away for a second to compose himself because there is no way you’re a real person.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who finally steps closer and casually clears his throat.

You freeze.

Your wings fluff up.

Your grip on the worm tightens in panic.

"I—UHHH—"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches in slow motion as you panic so hard you accidentally crush the worm in your hands.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who stands in stunned silence as you stare at your hands.

"—OH NOOOOOOOO—!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is now watching a supposedly infamous, deadly archangel sob over a worm murder that was entirely your fault.

"I—I DIDN’T MEAN TO—!! I’M A MONSTER—!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who honestly can’t believe you’re the same person responsible for massacring entire demon battalions.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who kneels down beside you, resting his elbow on his knee, chin in his hand, as he watches you have an actual existential crisis.

"You’re taking this surprisingly hard for an executioner," he comments dryly.

"I KNOW—!!" you wail.

"…You kill things for a living."

"I KNOWWWWWWW—!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who observes as you dramatically clutch your chest like you’re in a soap opera, absolutely devastated.

"He had a family, probably—!! Oh, they’ll never know what happened to him—!!"

"…He was a worm."

"He had a LIFE—!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who suddenly, violently wants to laugh.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who smirks instead, tilting his head slightly.

"You’re… quite different from other archangels," he muses.

You sniffle, rubbing your eyes, entirely missing the way he’s analyzing your every reaction.

"Uhm… I guess so…?"

"You keep to yourself a lot. I never see you with the others."

You immediately shrink into yourself.

You hesitate.

Then—quickly, too quickly—"I just like animals more!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who definitely caught that.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who notices that, for all your loud, emotional outbursts, you immediately close off when it comes to actual emotional vulnerability.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who sees, firsthand, how you can cry for a worm, but when asked about yourself, you physically retreat.

"…That so?" he hums, watching as you nod, forcing an innocent little smile.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who suddenly has the urge to rip apart whatever or whoever made you this way.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches as you return to your animals, playing it off like nothing happened.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who realizes—for all your emotions, for all your softness—you’re still untouchable.

And for the first time in a long time,

He wants to break something.

✦✧✦✧

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is currently sitting in a field, surrounded by rabbits, staring at you.

"So," he says casually, leaning back on his elbows. "You’re really not gonna let me in, huh?"

You freeze.

Your hands are trembling as you feed a baby squirrel. You’re clearly nervous.

And yet, somehow, somehow, you still keep him at arm’s length.

You. A literal dumbass.

"I—um." You fidget, eyes darting. "Wh—What do you mean—??"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has pulled every psychological trick in the book, and you still won’t let him get close.

You don’t treat him like an enemy. You don’t suspect him. You trust him.

And yet, you hold back.

"It’s just interesting," he drawls, watching your every microexpression. "You’re gullible. An open book. But somehow, I get the feeling you’re still keeping secrets from me."

You flinch.

He notices.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has literally not once failed at worming his way into someone’s head.

Except you.

"I-I don’t know what you mean," you stammer, avoiding his gaze, ears turning red.

You’re lying.

You’re a terrible liar.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is watching the most naive, clueless, pure-hearted idiot outplay him without even realizing it.

And it is infuriating.

"You trust me, don’t you?" He tilts his head. "We’re friends, aren’t we?"

You nod quickly.

"Of course!!"

"Then why do I feel like you don’t actually trust me?"

You panic.

"I—I do!!" you insist, flapping your hands like an idiot. "I promise!!"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches as you try so hard to sound convincing, but your whole body is screaming RUN.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has manipulated angels into betraying their own and demons into tearing themselves apart—who is currently being held at emotional gunpoint by the single dumbest creature he has ever met.

And he hates it.

He should have had you wrapped around his finger by now.

But no.

No.

Somehow, despite your gullibility, despite your literal childlike stupidity, you still won’t let him past the gate.

He’s been playing this game for centuries.

And you—a stammering, nervous wreck of an angel—are winning.

And the worst part?

You don’t even realize it.

⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has tried everything.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has played every card.

Friendship? That was his first strategy. He’s patient. Gentle. Maybe you’re just naturally slow to warm up.

Courting? Not that he ever needed to court before—usually, people just fall into his hands like dumb birds, but fine. Flowers. Chivalry. All that romance novel bullshit.

Casual intimacy? A guiding hand on the small of your back. A lingering gaze. Nothing. You blink at him like a confused rat.

Damsel-in-distress bait? He faked getting wounded, and you CRIED. Not because you cared about him, but because, “Oh no!! I don’t know how to help!! I—oh!!” then proceeded to panic and pray over him like a lunatic.

Making you jealous? HAH. Good luck. He might as well have been flirting with a lamp post.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has used every manipulation tactic known to man, demon, and celestial alike.

And nothing.

You’re still keeping him at arm’s length.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy tried being friendly. He’s tried being charming. He’s tried mirroring your emotions, slipping into your comfort zone, weaving himself into your world like an invisible thread.

He’s tried being patient.

He’s tried being persistent.

He’s tried being so damn likable that even an angel as dumb and naive as you should have fallen for it by now.

You—who trusts too easily. You—who gets emotionally attached to anything that breathes.

And still, you won’t let him in.

It’s maddening.

It’s infuriating.

It’s—

"—huh?"

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy sees you.

And for the first time in centuries, something twists in his chest like a knife.

You're with someone.

A human.

A priest.

Some lowly, weak, insignificant little human priest.

And you—you, the dumbass crybaby archangel who can’t even hold a normal conversation without looking like you're about to malfunction—are blushing.

Blushing.

You’re fidgeting.

You’re stammering.

You’re looking away, your hands twitching like you don’t know what to do with them.

Like some nervous, inexperienced girl—

Like some lovesick little—

His entire body locks up.

For the first time, ♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy feels something cold crawl down his spine.

It’s not rage.

It’s not jealousy.

It’s something worse.

"…What?"

He doesn’t reveal himself.

He doesn’t move.

He watches.

And his world tilts.

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♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who never thought he'd hesitate. Not once in his long, blood-soaked life.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knows that patience is the sharpest knife. And he has been so patient with you.

So why—why now—does he hesitate?

You’re with him. That human priest.

You’re laughing softly. Smiling. You’re speaking in a voice he’s never heard before—quiet, gentle, uncertain. Your hands are fidgeting, your eyes darting down, nervous, awkward. The same way you are with him, but… different. Softer.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy has never seen you like this.

You—who cry over dead bugs, who sob over spilled milk, who trip over your own feet and wail like the sky is falling.

You—who hide your hands when they shake, who clasp them in your lap and bite your lip and tremble when you think no one is looking.

You—who have never let your guard down around him.

But you’re doing it now.

Voluntarily.

With him.

Not with him.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy doesn’t move. Doesn’t interrupt. Doesn't step forward and tease you, doesn’t mock you for being such a damn fool, doesn’t rip that moment apart just to see you squawk and flail and cry about it later.

Because for the first time, ♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy is feeling something he doesn’t want to analyze.

And for the first time in his existence, he doesn’t pull the trigger when the shot is perfect.

✦✧✦✧

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who always thought he understood you better than anyone.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has seen you at your absolute worst—crying, sniffling, wailing over nonsense like a broken teacup, tripping over absolutely nothing, and somehow managing to be the most powerful archangel while having the IQ of a concussed pigeon.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knows exactly how to make you flustered, exactly how to get under your skin, exactly how to make you sputter and cry and stomp your feet in frustration like some bratty little dove.

So why—why, in all the hells and heavens—do you look like that right now?

You’re sitting there, staring off into space, with that blank, dumbass look on your face, the one he normally loves because it means you’re about to say something so outrageously stupid that it takes him hours to recover from laughing.

But now—now it’s different.

You’re airheaded, but… soft. Dreamy. Like you’re lost in some private little world.

Like you’re thinking about someone.

Like you’re thinking about him.

And not him.

His jaw clenches.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who doesn’t visit you today. Doesn’t tease you, doesn’t push you, doesn’t press himself into your space just to watch you squirm.

He watches instead.

Watches the way your fingers fidget, playing with the hem of your sleeve.

Watches the way your lips twitch into a faint, dopey little smile.

Watches the way you look down, lost in thought, looking just a little too damn pretty.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who feels something dark and wrong coil in his gut.

Something tight. Something ugly. Something that makes his fingers twitch, that makes his vision blur, that makes his instincts scream at him to move, move, move.

For the first time, he doesn’t feel like teasing you.

For the first time, he doesn’t feel like playing.

Because for the first time, he wants to rip something apart.

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♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who never considered himself an emotional man.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who could lie, deceive, infiltrate, kill, and walk away without a single flicker of regret.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who always thought you were a game. A pretty little idiot, a skittish dove, something fragile to toy with, to break, to keep.

So why did he feel this when he saw you looking at someone else like that?

When he saw you sitting there, hands folded, eyes soft, looking at a mortal like he was the sun and you were some pathetic flower desperate for warmth?

Something in his mind snapped.

Because he knows you.

Knows that you’re not even close with your own kind.

Knows that you keep everyone at a distance, keep him at a distance.

And yet, this man—this human—was enough for you to let your guard down?

No.

No, that wouldn’t do.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who lets you have your moment. Lets you smile, lets you blush, lets you bask in the illusion of safety.

Because it makes the punishment so much sweeter.

You freeze.

You go utterly still.

The morning dew clings to the leaves, the usual creatures that keep you company have gone silent, and the air feels wrong.

Your usual quiet sanctuary, the place where you retreat to, where you nurse wounded animals and rest your weary little heart, has been defiled.

By him.

The body is still warm.

Still fresh.

A human man, kind eyes forever frozen in horror, his blood staining the soft grass at your feet.

His throat slit, precise and surgical.

No mess, no evidence of struggle, no lingering aura of a fight.

Because there wasn’t one.

Because he didn’t stand a chance.

And beside the corpse, placed deliberately, something just for you—

A single white feather.

Your own.

Plucked straight from your wing.

You don’t have to turn around to know who’s watching you.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who’s always watching you.

And for the first time, he doesn’t tease.

Doesn’t smirk.

Doesn’t laugh.

Just stares, dark eyes fixed on you from the shadows, waiting for your reaction.

Waiting to see if you finally understand.

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♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has seen a lot of things in his lifetime. Who has danced with death more times than he can count, slipped into places he shouldn’t be, and walked out without a single scratch.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who thought he knew you.

The blubbering idiot. The naïve, nervous little thing that could barely hold eye contact with him. The jittery archangel who cried at the sight of a scraped knee and spoke like a lost child.

So why…

Why was he bleeding?

The knife had nearly gone through his throat.

Nearly.

Had he been just a second slower, had his instincts been just a fraction duller, he would’ve been dead.

And it wasn’t just a lucky hit.

That was an execution. A professional one.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who immediately distances himself, eyes flickering with something sharp, something excited, something deadly. His pulse pounds in his ears, not from fear—but from the thrill.

He watches as you stand there, emotionless, cold, your usual trembling gone, your meekness stripped away like it never existed.

Then you speak.

Clear. Calculated. Ruthless.

Reciting the laws of Heaven like a well-trained executioner, syllables precise and absolute, each word carrying the weight of divine judgment.

You do not raise your voice.

You do not hesitate.

You do not flinch.

"Article 7, Section 12 of the Divine Mandates: Any entity that slaughters an innocent in sanctified ground shall be purged immediately. No trial. No exceptions."

The blade glints in the light as you move again—silent. Merciless.

And he—he—for the first time in a long, long while—

Is caught off guard.

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♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who always thought your trembling, nervous hands were a sign of weakness. Who thought your skittish glances and teary eyes were just proof that you were a fragile little thing—one that needed his protection.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is now locked in combat with you, and there is nothing weak about you.

Not the way you move—silent, ruthless, every strike calculated, every parry a death sentence in disguise. Not the way you react—no emotion, no hesitation, just pure, unrelenting precision.

Not the way you don’t mourn the body he left for you.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who sees no grief in your expression, no sadness, not even anger.

Just a switch.

Cold. Unfeeling.

Mechanical in its execution.

This is the one they call Judge Executioner.

He tests a counterattack—quick, a feint to throw you off.

You don’t fall for it. You don’t fall for anything.

You only strike.

And it’s him or you.

For the first time, he knows—

This isn’t a hunt.

This is a trial.

And he is the one being judged.

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♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has always loved the sound of his own voice, especially when it’s pissing someone off.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who grins through the taste of iron in his mouth, laughing as he dodges the edge of your blade by a hair.

“Damn, sweetheart. Didn’t know you liked it rough.”

No response.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who tries again, cocky and teasing, side-stepping your next attack with ease.

“What? No cute little stutters today? Not even a—oof, okay, ow, that was close, fuck—babe?”

Still nothing.

No reaction. No irritation. No nothing.

Not even when he calls you babe.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, for the first time, realizes he’s not fighting you.

He’s fighting it.

The machine. The executioner. The law given form.

Not the nervous wreck who used to flinch when he got too close. Not the bumbling idiot who tripped over their own feet when trying to run away from him.

This? This thing in front of him?

It doesn’t care.

And worse—

It doesn’t listen.

✦✧✦✧

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who dodges another one of your brutal strikes, grinning through the burn of a fresh cut on his cheek.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who huffs out a laugh, flicking the blood off his blade as he dances just out of reach.

“Damn, sweetheart. You always this rough with your best friends?”

No reaction.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who twirls his dagger between his fingers, watching for even the slightest shift in your expression.

“Cold. Really cold.” He clicks his tongue, tilting his head with a smirk. “Kinda hot, though. You wanna roleplay or somethin’? You know, ‘cause if you wanted to—"

You don’t even hesitate, your next attack slicing through the air like a guillotine.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who laughs, who wheezes as he barely avoids having his head lobbed off.

“Oh, c’mon, you’re breaking my heart here.”

He ducks. You aim higher. He feints. You don’t fall for it.

“Not even a little blush? No shaky hands? Nothing?”

Still. Nothing.

Not even a flicker of recognition in your eyes.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who feels something ugly coil in his stomach at that.

Oh.

Oh, he really doesn’t like this.

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♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who exhales sharply, a flicker of amusement curling his lips even as his own wounds ooze fresh blood.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who tilts his head, eyes gleaming with amusement as you spit blood—dark, viscous, tainted—onto the ground between you.

"Finally kicked in, huh? Thought you'd last a little longer."

Odorless poison from the corpse of that deceased bitch.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches you stagger but stay upright, eyes narrowed, face pale, but still—still—you don’t retreat.

“Damn,” he chuckles, rolling his shoulders despite the pain. “Guess I really outdid myself with that one, huh?”

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who tilts his head, gaze flicking to the darkened blood you just spat onto the ground, mixing with the carnage beneath your feet.

“Not gonna lie, sweetheart,” he hums, voice almost gentle as he wipes his own bloody lips, “you usually bounce back from worse. But me? I tailor-made that poison just for you. Your kind. Angelic regeneration ain’t worth shit if the poison was built to devour it.”

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who expects hesitation, maybe a flash of fear in those cold, calculating eyes of yours.

But you don’t hesitate. You don’t even flinch.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches, fascinated, as you raise your blade again, steady despite the way your body sways.

“...Oh?”

For the first time, he takes a step back.

Not out of fear.

But because he’s starting to realize—

Even poisoned. Even wounded. Even with death crawling up your throat—

You aren’t backing down.

You won’t back down.

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who whistles low, both impressed and so, so entertained.

“Man, you really don’t know when to quit, do you?”

♡ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who grins through the blood in his teeth as you raise your weapon again, not even hesitating.

Oh.

Oh, you’re still going to try to kill him.

Even now.

Even dying.

And fuck—he thinks he might just love you for that.

♡ A/N #1 (Feb 10). Me thinking Sakamoto Days is an apocalypse action series based on the manga covers. It’s not. It’s so freaking legit. Basically ‘The Way Of The Househusband’ remastered. “Can I copy your homework?” “Ok, but don’t make it obvious.” I love both series. Also can’t take his younger self seriously, he looks like that one guy from Tokyo Revengers. But seriously, I watched the anime, so legit wahahhahahahaha. So I knew I had to make a story inspired by it. Yes, I’m recommending it. Watched it in Netflix. A mix of The Way Of The Househusband, Terminator, and One Punch Man. I love it. Also favorite manga is One Punch Man. The humility of MC and satirical plot of OPM are my favorite parts of it. Also... I was supposed to make this into a kinder yandere until I accidentally turned him into basically Tartaglia.

♡ A/N #2 (Mar 24). Yes, I'm resurrecting my old cursed drafts. I still cringe but it's better than letting it sit in the backburner. No. I will not edit this anymore. Unfortunately, I get terribly bored pretty easily.

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♡ Book 1. A Heart Devoured (AHD): A Dark Yandere Anthology

♡ Book 2. Forbidden Fruits (FF): Intimate Obsessions, Unhinged Desires.

♡ Book 3. World Ablaze (WA) : For You, I'd Burn the World.

♡ Book 4 [you are here]. Whispers in the Dark (WITD): Subtle Devotion, Lingering Shadows.

♡ Book 5. Ink & Insight (I&I): From Dead Dove to Daydreams.

♡ Library MASTERPOST 1. The Librarian’s Ledger: A Map to The Library of Forbidden Texts.

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♡ Book 6. The Red Ledger (TRL): Stained in Lust, Written in Blood.

♡ Notice #2. This masterlist is strictly for non-con smut and serves as an exercise in refining erotic horror writing. Comments that reduce my work to mere sexual gratification, thirst, or casual simping will not be tolerated. If your response is primarily thirst-driven, keep it to yourself—repeated violations may result in blocking. Read the RULES before engaging. The tag list is reserved for followers I trust to respect my boundaries; being included is a privilege, not a right. You may request to be added, but I will decide based on trust and adherence to my guidelines. I also reserve the right to remove anyone at any time if their engagement becomes inappropriate.

♡ Book 7. Corpus Delicti (CD): Donum Mortis.

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80 Examples of Fandom Antiblackness

Imagine all of these things being a possibility every single time you log in to your 'escape'!

To my Black readers: You are VALID! You are not sensitive, not 'overreacting', and you had every right to be hurt by the way you've been treated. These are not isolated events! And if people won't stop being racist, they should continue to feel uncomfortable for being so!

To my nonBlack readers: You are not an ally for NOT doing these things, but for STANDING AND SPEAKING UP when they do.

(So APPARENTLY Tumblr won't let you zoom in on Desktop, but I put the lists in the Image Description! Sorry 😬 i did not know Tumblr doesn't allow zoom in on desktop. It's easier to zoom in on mobile.)

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New Paralive illustration dropped 💕

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i love you scary men in horror games that develop an unexpected softness towards main girl

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Old art but aaaghh i love them sm

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like you

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After this damn project I'm going to write Yuto Inukai X fem reader fic because goddammit, I love that man and want something just for me!

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Friendship with sun started

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