#ao no exorcist x reader

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hi! I was wondering if I could get some soft sex with rin okumura from blue excorcist? Like it’s their first times but reader is nervous so rin talks her through it? Just because I watched the new season and my fixation is coming back lol

Broken Virtues (Rin Okumura x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗶 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗽 𝗥𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀. 𝗦𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝟭𝟯𝟵 -𝟭𝟰𝟭?? (𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗶𝗺 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴)

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁!! 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘅

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You’re not stupid. You know everything you need to know about the Demon King.

You know the power that they hold. You know how the carve destruction and the fall of humanity. You know how cruel and unfeeling they are. How ruthless and vicious they are. How their sharp claws can tear through almost anything. How their sharp teeth can bite through the human body like it’s nothing. How it’s in their nature to pillage and rob and destroy and destroy and destroy. You know everything you need to know about demons. You know everything you need to know about the Demon King. But…

“Spread your legs a little bit more for me, okay? And I’ll take care of the rest.”

This Demon King told you to call him Rin.

“O-okay,” Your voice is shaking as you respond to him. But it’s not the reason you would have expected. If you found yourself in this position with any other man- with any other demon, at that- you would have thought you’d be filled to the brim with anxiety. Wondering if one wrong move could cause your life to be over. But you’re not being laid on your back by just anyone right now. You’re being laid out by a boy with flames like a demon, yet looks exactly your age. A boy who seemed cold and scary on the outside, yet so soft and so sweet when he started kissing you all over.

A boy who promised you that it was all going to be okay as he began to undress you. Because it’s his first time too.

And now that you’re laying here, completely naked with a Demon King hovering just above you in the same state of undress, you still find your nervousness spiking. But Rin had only just finished giving you your second orgasm of the night with his tongue and his fingers. His tail was curled against your ankle and rubbing against your skin almost absently. Like it has a mind of its own. Like it’s trying to comfort you. Because truthfully, there are lots of things for you to worry about in this moment. There are lots of things for you to fear. But as you stare up and into the blue eyes of the guy before you, you find yourself easily spreading your legs a little wider for him. 

Because Rin is stronger than all your issues and all your fears. And because, despite everything you know and everything you’ve ever been taught, perhaps sharing your first time with a Demon King wouldn’t be so awful. Perhaps even falling for a Demon King wouldn’t be so bad either. Not that you would ever admit to doing something so horrible, of course. You know the punishment for people who commit acts such as this. You’re well aware of your sins. And yet…

You’re gasping, as Rin leans down and nuzzles against your neck while whispering softly into your ear. You’re gasping, not just because his insanely soft hair tickles against your skin. But because you could feel him as he leans closer to you. You could feel it poke at your thigh- hard and stiff and imposing. Maybe he was trying to purposely distract you from it. Maybe he was trying to hide what it looks like from you. But you know. You caught a glimpse of it.

And you’re not sure how it’s ever supposed to fit. 

You’re a late bloomer compared to all of your friends. While all of your best girl friends in high school would whisper and giggle about their boyfriends or the guys they would hook up with, you could only sit by awkwardly with a little experience with more than a few kisses from crushes here and there. But to you, that was alright. You told all your friends that you were saving it for someone special. Someone you felt deserved to share your first time with you.

What made you so eager and willing to lose your virginity with a demon, you’ll never know. But the downside of waiting until after high school and until this moment to share such a special moment with someone means that you’ll be a little uninformed about what you should be expected to see when a guy lowers his pants and aligns the tip of his cock with your awaiting entrance. 

At first, it’s about what you’d expect based on what you heard from your friends. You remember them sharing all their tips and tricks from a couple years ago. Remember to relax completely. Breathe in and out. Never tense up. Always speak up. All the works. But as Rin’s dick stops poking and prodding at your lower lips and instead starts to make its way inside and stretch you out for the very first time, you can’t let out another gasp at the feeling of your virginity slowly being stolen away.

“Rin…!” You whine softly in alarm, your face twisting up in a pained frown as you wriggle underneath him. Your hands tighten into fists and you reach out to grab at his bare shoulders so you could wrap your arms around his neck. Instantly, he stops for you and leans forward to press his lips against your cheeks in an effort to soothe you. As kind as the gesture is, his movement causes him to jolt forward inside you a little bit. And immediately, you’re sent gasping again as you toss your legs around his hips and tangle your hands into his hair. “It’s- It’s too much. I don’t know- I don’t think I can handle-”

“Shhh, it’s okay. I told you I’d take care of it, right?” Rin cuts you gently. When you look up into his eyes, you’re met with a kind look- one that you feel should be impossible for a Demon King to have. But he was so sweet to you this entire time. He spared no expense with the compliments, even though you were supposed to be just some girl to lay with him. He took the time to listen to what you wanted, how you wanted, and to make you feel more than just a body to sleep with- but rather a girl to be wanted and desired. Even every little love bite he left on your neck and thighs was done carefully so that he didn’t draw blood or cause pain. Though perhaps the soft kisses he littered on each spot eased any aching feeling that you would have had. “So how about we take it slow, okay?”

You thought about it for a second. Although the stretch is still a little uncomfortable, you have been able to settle in for the past couple of moments. And from what you could imagine, you have to have a few more inches left to take on. The very thought of how much you have left makes you want to clench up in anticipation and nervousness. But Rin is quick to hush you again and press a tiny kiss against your nose to ease you out of this state.

“It’ll feel better if you get used to everything all at once.” He promises to you, quietly. You hesitate for a moment, unsure of how to respond and communicate all your anxieties about proceeding. But then he licks at your lips and takes a deep breath in before leaning towards you ear once more and whispering softly to you. “I’ll go slow. I’ll make it feel good. Okay?” 

“I-”

At the sound of his husky voice taking a deeper and more heated edge to it, you find yourself swallowing down that same nervousness that was once threatening to overtake you. If not him, then who? For all you know, you could attract another boy. Or another Demon King. One that would that would have no qualms about scratching at your skin. One that wouldn’t care if he bit so hard he drew blood. One that wouldn’t be soft or gentle or sweet like Rin. One that wouldn’t be someone special or deserving. 

One that just wouldn’t be Rin.

So you nod your head and close your eyes. 

“Yeah, okay.” You agreed quietly, easing yourself into taking deep breaths. “Slow, please.”

At that, you could practically hear the smile in his voice. Not a smirk, but a smile. One that’s scarily kind in a way that you thought only humans could manage. But as he leans down to press one more deep and long kiss on your lips, you’ve come to find out that’s more than fine with that. After all, it was Rin who came to you, asking if he could share in your first times. It was Rin who initiated everything. It was Rin who walked and talked you through everything he knew. It was Rin who listened to what you wanted and what your body needed. It was Rin who made this- who made you feel so special. The most special girl in all of Assiah.

And now, the longer that he sits inside you with his cock dully pulsating inside you. Eager to move, eager to please, eager to fill you up and take you for himself. The more you realize…

…how much that you really, really, really want it too.

[groundzerosgirlfriend]

Rin Okumura: NSFW Alphabet

A-Aftercare

After a night of 'the Devil's Tango," Rin falls asleep pretty quickly, drooling all over his pillow and sleeping like the dead, but that's just most of the time. If he manages to stay awake long enough, he probably loves pillow talk—telling each other how much you love each other and maybe complaining about his day and Yukio, who's up his ass more than usual. He's also always looking for a way to show off one of his only talents, 'cooking' so if you express any form of hunger before he falls asleep, he's quick to jump out of bed and prepare you a meal worthy of a Queen.

B-Body Part (On you & him) Rin honestly loves everything about you. Though if you ever asked him this, he'd probably think it was a trick question and get nervous and anxious, not being able to think of anything on the spot. Though if you clarify that it isn't a trick question and that you're just simply curious, he'll take the time to think about it before deciding on your face. Yeah, boobs are nice and all, but your face has your eyes that he loves staring into and that beautiful smile he loves to see.

On the other hand, when it comes down to what he loves about himself, for a lot of life, Rin thought he was nothing more than a violent monster, and when he was found out to be Satan's son, those insecurities just worsened. He's hated his hands for a long time; they seemingly brought violence everywhere he went. Yet, one day, when you held his hands without fear and commented on how much you loved them, he could swear he could die happily knowing that you loved something he despises so much. He likes his hands now, knowing that you love them

C-Cum (what he does with it & what it tastes like) Unfortunately, Rin does not like the invention of condoms; he complains that they don't feel personal enough, even though he's already balls deep inside you. He won't wear them willingly; you have to practically force him into one, but he won't cum in you. He knows you have a life and doesn't want you to be stuck carrying Satan's grandchild, especially while you're still in school. He'll pull out and cum all over your ass; the sight sends a shiver down his spine every time, but there has been an accident or two where he has cum inside you to riled up to realize he was cusping orgasm. His awkward chuckle and the rubbing on his back of his neck almost makes your anger go away…almost.

His cum is not necessarily bad either. In fact, it's as enjoyable as it can get swallowing down seed. He has a healthy diet and makes his own meals, staying away from the artificial stuff. The only notable difference is that it's a lot warmer than others, even cusping the phrase 'hot'. Also, there's a ton of it, like it should actually be illegal to spew as much cum as he does.

D-Dirty Secret (Does he have own) Rin is probably a slight hypocrite—just a slight one. He teases and joshes Shima for saying and doing perverted things about women, proclaiming that he's too much of a' studly womanizer, but he has definitely jacked off to a pair of your panties before. How he got his hands on them is a mystery, but he's taking this secret to the grave unless his big, fat mouth spills it while he's blabbering on and on.

E-Experience

Despite Rin's attractive, boyish features and the talents of a professional chef, he has no experience. He gets no play, has never gone on a date, no bitches, nothing. Not only does his unnatural temper and strength scare away lots of girls, and most people aren't lined around the corner to date the son of Satan himself, especially due to his blue pyrokinesis that he's still trying to learn to control.

F-Favorite Position Rin's favorite positions are anything that allows him to see your face; if he can't see your face, then he's a bit huffy and fussy. "Missionary," though a little plain, always gets him shooting blanks like no other. What can he say? He loves the intimacy. Though he's also not against holding you up against the wall with ease due to his demonic strength and fucking your brains out as you go limp in his hold.

G-goofy

Rin hates silence along with sitting still; it's almost like he's allergic to it. If it goes quiet for more than 2 minutes, his leg starts bouncing, he starts getting fidgety, and he overall becomes fussy and annoying. That being said, he hates sex that is silent because, in his mind, when someone is silent towards him, they're mad at him or they don't want to be around him, two things he dislikes very much. So he makes it his personal mission to ensure you're always having a good time when you're in bed together. Your laughter from any slip-ups that may occur makes it all worth it, and he'd embarrass himself to the end of time just to hear those giggles once more.

H-Hair Before getting into a relationship with you, Rin never bothers to shave down there unless it's actually starting to bother him. He didn't think he'd be getting a blowjob on a random Friday night, so why bother? But now that you've entered his life, he takes a step back, realizing how unappealing spitting out pubes mid-sex can be and making it a practice to keep himself clean down there.

I-intimacy Rin definitely loves intimacy and being romantic with someone, even if he sometimes makes 'alpha male' jokes with friends (Shima) about how it's lame; he's a deep sucker for all the mushy mushy. Every day he wants to spoil you with gifts for staying by his side even when his brother didn't, but there's not much a broke high school student can buy as this rich preppy school, so he makes it up to you in other ways. By making you lunch, rubbing your back, ensuring your hands stay interlocked the entire time he fucks you into his mattress in mating press, leaving sloppy shuddering kisses down your spine as he fucks you doggystyle, and making you cum over and over by means of his mouth and hands (which he's surprisingly good at, not to brag about it).

J-Jerk Despite being raised in a church and having the most talented, unshakable-faithful priest as a father figure, Rin beat his dick like no other. There's not much privacy in the church, so he had to ensure absolute silence unless he wanted everyone teasing him in the morning at breakfast, but jacking off always helped reel in his uncontrollable temper. He's an ex-wire now, and honestly, he's always just a bit too tired to think about touching himself, and besides, he has you now. But if you're even not in the mood when he's desperate, he will resort to his primitive ways with a tight grip around his length and moaning to and grunting to his hearts content now that he's lives basically alone in the abandoned dorms (excluding his brother and maybe you).

K-kink Rin definitely has a food play kink; he loves eating, and he loves you. Combining his two favorite things together is a recipe for success. He'll hide it under the guise of baking something together, all shy and jittery while trying to be smooth like usual, but it ends with your chest covered in his spit and the residue stickiness of honey and chocolate blubbering about how much he loves you. Also, he has a super huge praise kink when you tell him just how good he did at something; he thinks his heart will fall out of his chest and his dick might burst out of his pants. He brushes off your comments dismissively at first about how it was no big deal for him, but if you compliment while in his demon form, his tail will wag like a little puppy, and you'll see it since he never tucks it in.

L-location Despite Rin's sporadic and energetic behavior, he knows when reckless things are just a bit too reckless, and this is one of them. Getting caught fucking you in mid-public would definitely paint him in a more perverted light than Shima, and having to explain what's going on while you're both trying to cover up is more than enough to keep the lovemaking to the safety of your room, but if you're pushy enough, you can persuade him into a bathroom stall or even a storage closet. What can he say? He can't deny you.

M-motivation Seeing you in your Cram school uniform, the shorter the skirt and the tighter the shirt, the better. He also likes to see you kick demon ass, your biggest hype man, and when you're both done, he pulls you away with him already knowing what he wants to do to celebrate.

N-no (what he won't do) He won't use his flames on you or have anything to do with his demonic powers. He is quite literally terrified of hurting you with something he possesses, and he even has nightmares about you hating him and being engulfed in flames, screaming, and crying. He's also iffy with threesomes; he's kind of possessive, even if he won't say it, and if you wanted one with Suguru ("Bon"), he thinks he could burn his classmate to ash as he's already unsheathing his sword.

O-oral Rin loves both equally; he's never going to be one to turn down a blowjob, but giving to you has just the slightest tip over the edge. Hearing you moan and squirm his name as he holds your hips down with his effortless strength, your squeals and cries light a fire in him that doesn't hurt anyone (except for maybe you when you're overstimulated by belief).

P-pace Rin's pace is usually sloppy and quick; he knows he should slow down and take his time with you, but time isn't on both of your hands. The threat of Yukio coming into their shared room is always looming, and besides, you haven't complained through any of your orgasms yet. Yet, on days he knows he has you all to himself with no worry about Yuki appearing, he takes you nice and slow to show you his appreciation.

Q-Quickies Rin is a big, big fan of the art of a quickie. Sometimes schoolwork is a lot, and along with the additional pressure of Exorcist training and grueling mission hours that leave you both exhausted, there isn't a lot of time to take you to bed, peel off your clothes slowly, and really go to town with the foreplay. He prefers if you suggest them, so he doesn't seem pushy, but if you agree to one, no matter who asks first, he'll take you to the abandoned dorm male dormitory and do you in against the wall in the first room he sees, maybe even in the hallway if he's really restless.

R-risk Rin isn't always into into risks despite his volatile and reckless nature, it really depends what the bad outcome of the risk could be. So if it's anything that potentially lets anyone beside his friends at the Cram school know he's the son of Satan let's just say he's wont be jumping with enthusiasm like he usually does.

S-stamina Rin stamina depends on his emotions largely, if he's in his normal human-goofy self he gets like two maybe three rounds in before he's out for the count and 5 seconds away before passing out on your boobs, if he's in his demonic form snarling and growling like a wild beast his stamins and endurance are unlimited and you could do 7 rounds pass out three times, voice hoarse, sheets soaking wet with sweat cum and he's still ready for another round.

T-time

Rin's round last maybe 10-15 minutes at a time of just one of your normal fucks, not including the foreplay. Foreplay included could stretch the session up to 20-30 minutes of total time, and for the scenario of quickies he can bust his load in 5-8 minutes tops.

U-unfair Occasionally Rin will tease but it's mostly likely not done on purpose and it's with his words and not his action. Sometime he's just says the cheesiest thing ever that'll make you all shy and flustered and he'll stand there confused but smirking nonetheless assuming his his lighthearted compliments swayed your hearts. Now when you tease him Rin melts into the floor: when you tug him along like a little puppy away from his friends to show him something or touch dangerously close to this crotch as you two sit side by side his eyes turn into his hearts and his mouth goes dry as he tries not to get a boner.

V-volume Rin is moderately loud when he's on top of you and his words dirty talk consists of lots of profanities (little potty mouth), groans and sweet nothings as he fucks into you gummy walls, but when he's on the bottom with your weight on his lap you better believe he's whimpering and moaning like a dog in heat as you ride him deeper into submission.

W-weird fact Like mentioned in the anime and demonstrated many times, grabbing and touching Rin's tail makes him basically paralyzed. So while not really unknown, it is weird how something so simple can render him so defenseless to all your perverted whims. Whenever you do it and give him a knowing smile crawling near him, he only whispers out an anxious "Be gentle" with his voice cracking and his face beet red.

X-ray Rin isn't big, but he's isn't small either he's like the perfect size. He's a grower definitely about 3 inches when he's soft; but it doubles to about 6.4 inches when he's hard, maybe 6.8 if he's rock solid with arousal. His tip is blushes red like crazy when he's needy and he leaks like a broken faucet. His balls are cute and very squishy and they don't hang to low either. It's perfect just like him.

Y-yearning On a scale of 1–10, Rin lands about a 6.5, maybe a 6.8 if it's been a rough week. It's not always on his mind, like a perverted deviant, but staring at you for too long, or more specifically, the swell of your skirt or your breasts within your blouse, can definitely cause stray thoughts to appear. What can he say—he's a hormonal teenager?

Z-zzz Like mentioned in 'Aftercare' (A), Rin falls asleep pretty quickly, and when he does, there's no point in trying to wake him up. He's basically a drooling, snoring corpse, but you do notice that his tail instinctively wraps around your leg and ankle to keep you from getting very far away from him, even in his sleep.

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Masterlist

I can only write for fem or GN readers as I'm unable to get in the headspace of a male reader. I'm sorry.

Also everything is character x reader

*Open to request*

Moved all my Blue Exorcist fics to their own post. It was getting to be too much, especially with the Amaimon content lol

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Rin Okumura x Half Angel! Reader

Request from @birdgirl98

Hi! How’s your weekend going? Could I request Blue Exorcist Rin relationship headcanons with a female half angel half human reader? Please and thank you!

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings: Minor Manga Spoilers, some discrimination, Reader is Half angel, Fluff.

Rin was quite shocked when he first met you.

more than anything because he confused you with another Nephelim, due to the...strange aura you had.

Rin even felt threatened by you, by your presence. Maybe bc You were somewhat Holy.

probably his instincts as a son of satan tried to "protect" him from you in a certain way.

but at the same time very intrigued.

apart from the fact that, in general, you were never mean to him, in the least. In fact, quite the opposite. not only with him, but with everyone in the class, no matter how rude they were(ahem hem IZUMO ahem hem), you were always so... bright and friendly.

You honestly already knew that he was the son of Satan even before he said it because of all the demonic power he and the sword gave off, but you didn't want to expose it because you knew how horrible it was to be a victim of that.

While you were growing up there were people who found out about your "holy ancestry" and tried to take advantage of it in multiple ways. if it weren't for your mother.

You got used to having a certain distance from people, although you never stopped being friendly with others.

Apart from the fact that you were also strong, it could be seen with the naked eye. It was that that made him (and most of them) think that you were also the daughter of some demon.

It didn't help that Mephisto constantly tried to get close to you to make "inside" jokes that no one understood.

but in general Rin didn't dare to talk to you, he just felt intimidated at first.

you had to take the first step in this. when you two were assigned a job together.

precisely because you didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable after making conversation, asking him about work, things like that.

and Rin began to gain more confidence to address you more naturally later.

Little by little the "intimidating" atmosphere around you dissipated and he was able to start a conversation with you as he normally would with his colleagues.

You realized that he was doing poorly in most subjects, so you started to give him a hand in that.

sometimes with little notes, indirectly telling him the answer, evolving in afternoons of study with him. which led to you getting to know each other better.

It was around that time that Rin decided to ask about your parents. His curiosity was already reaching its limit.

and you decided to be honest with him, after all, who would understand better about mismatched parents if it weren't the SON OF SATAN?

and you told him that you were not a daughter of a demon. quite the opposite. but of an ANGEL.

Your mother had fallen in love with a celestial being but said being practically did not participate much in your life until you developed your powers, that was when the Vatican intervened and, similar to Rin, Mephisto intervened on your behalf.

Now, that made your intimidating aura make A LOT more sense to Rin!

for a moment at least.

Then he was very confused.

and he started asking you a lot of questions about your father and things like that because, well, he KNEW about demons and they even studied about them, but angels?? It is something completely NEW for him and he hardly knows that they also exist.

His questions aren't exactly invasive, but more on the side of innocent curiosity like "does that mean there's a heaven? (I guess I won't be able to go there because-you know) there's a GOD? Does your father work with him??" "Are the angels just as ugly as the ones they show in the Bible?(how did your mother like that then? ew)" etc.

It's even kind of cute to see, how Satan's son seems so intrigued by the "heavenly world" even if it is its total opposite.

Apart from the fact that not even YOU know the answer to more than half of those questions. but at the same time you finally have someone who doesn't seem bothered by this information...quite the opposite.

I firmly believe that Rin would be much closer to you now, because they are the only ones who fully understand each other's situation of having a questionable father but on different levels.

Rin also understands that you don't want to tell your classmates, whether for personal reasons or simply not wanting to tell them so as not to scare or intimidate them with the idea of angels.

Although even so, Rin will always remind you that he is on your side and that your companions will always ALWAYS see you as one of the group, regardless of your species.

Now, if that generates a conflict similar to the one it caused when he revealed himself as the son of Satan, he has your back and tries to get everyone to make peace, because 1- you didn't have to say it if you didn't want to and 2- it's something very staff who have hurt you before. They should be a little more empathetic.

If everyone learned from their experience with Rin and accepts you at first, he will be calmer and even proud of the progress they have made as a group.

everyone together tries to make theories about heaven and things like that 🤣

probably being the only daughter of an angel, similar to Rin, they put you in special training, but maybe instead of with Shura, with Yukio. so you both end up spending a lot more time together.

If you have wings, Rin DEMANDS to touch them! Of course, he won't do it if it makes you feel uncomfortable, but if you give him permission...oh boy he's rubbing his face in the feathers as if it were a pillow.

If you show your wings to the other classmates they will be quite shocked, but also intrigued (I can see Shiemi putting accessories on your feathers or brushing them 🥰 )

If we talk about advanced relationship terms, Rin is a physical contact guy, he really likes to hug you, give smooches, hold hands, anything is good for him as long as they are making physical contact.

Although in general spending time with you is good for him when he is stressed, it is like it recharges his battery.

If you like manga or something like that, HE'S YOUR BOY! I can definitely see him doing the unthinkable with you: lending you one of his Mangas.

He is also an expert at making you laugh, but he is a fan of doing it at the LEAST opportune moments, like for example, you are having a lesson with Yukio and out of nowhere you look to the side and turn to Rin with his chopsticks in his nose :/

He's also, canonically, very good at cooking, so depending on whether you're good at cooking or not, it could be another way for you to spend time together!

If you're like me and cook anything randomly, you and Rin can probably have a cute couple moment while making Bentos🥰

If you want to learn to cook, he teaches you! Go from being Gordon Ramsey in Master Chef to being Gordon Rasmey in Kids Chefs with you. super patient and loving.

(totally ruthless if it were anyone else. by anyone else I mean Yukio).

He is also quite protective of you.

For example, even if he saved your life and his, he knows better than to trust Mephisto too much, so if he sees him trying to pull one of those "inside jokes" I mentioned above, Rin gets defensive.

Also in general in exercises you tend to put your safety above the main objective😅 even if he know that they are not lethal exercises, it does not mean that you cannot get hurt easily(like the one of the Ep1).

Although it doesn't mean he doesn't trust your abilities! If you show that you have good skills in exorcising, he is the first to encourage you to improve. It makes him calmer knowing that you can defend yourself (or better yet, stop him if he gets out of control).

Rin is also sometimes afraid to be a little more open emotionally, after everything he has been through, he believes he handles everything well. But if you encouraged him to talk about what bothers him, I think he would honestly burst into tears.

You two understand each other on a very high spiritual level. If Satan wants to mess with YOUR boyfriend he will have to deal with you first. You can't stand the demon.

If your father comes out of the blue to "try to reconcile" or WORSE, wants to hurt you for being a half-blood, he will have to face the fury of the literal spawn of SATAN. Rin is not very nice to your father, very angelic and all, but having the father figure that he had, he definitely sees your father as unworthy of the title of Father.

(unless obviously you have a good relationship with your father currently despite everything. In that case Rin wishes things were that easy for him)

although I can definitely see him filling out nicely with your mother! He himself never met his and from what he learned more about her and Satan... he would really have liked to have someone like you had.

It may even become a habit to go to your mother's house from time to time, to get a taste of the life he wants in the future.

Overall, Rin completely accepts your angelic nature just like you completely accepted his demonic nature. He likes to think that you two are two sides of the same coin, for this reason, he supports you unconditionally and will be your accomplice no matter what.

He loves you very very much regardless of whether you are half angel, demon or just a normal human.

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[yangirehatchet]

fascination and possession. amaimon x f! reader

summary: amaimon can't help but wonder why he's so fond of you and tries to figure out the reason you lure him in all the time.

tw: i guess you could call this slightly dubcon, somno and voyeurism but there isn't any actual intercourse. just amaimon being amaimon actually

amaimon traces the soft flesh lying underneath him tenderly, nails leaving barely noticeable scratches in their wake, simply observing the rise and fall of your chest with hooded, impassive eyes as he gladly drinks up the sight of your unresponsive, sleeping face. under normal circumstances, he would hate for you to so blatantly remain ignorant of his presence and ignore him, but he supposes these aren't normal circumstances to begin with. not that he'll lose sleep over it.

even now, he could hear and feel it all. hear the way your heart bumped against your ribcage and feel your faint, relaxed pulse as he proceeds to hold up both of your limp wrists with only one hand. he doesn't attempt to do anything other than stare at you, dissecting everything with his sharp eyes and committing everything to memory.

every minutiae, every twitch of your muscles, every change of your facial expression and every minor detail surrounding you didn't go unnoticed by him. he narrows his eyes, still with that blank, inscrutable look on his face, and drops your wrists as he instead latches onto your neck.

he leaves light, wet, sloppy kisses before working his way up to your lips. he tugs on your lower lip with his teeth, wrapping an arm around your waist as he lifts you off the mattress effortlessly. amaimon places you in his lap and purses his lips when you slump forward and press your forehead against his shoulder, continuing to sleep.

amaimon wonders why he can't find it in himself to get mad at you and think of you as a nuisance. oftentimes, he contemplates why he doesn't feel the sudden urge to kill you like he usually does when interacting with humans. it would be so easy what with you so blissfully unaware, using him as a makeshift pillow, innocently sleeping. he brings his claws up to your head and he realizes he can end your life without so much as breaking a sweat right here, right now.

but, instead, he takes to patting you on the head and gently stroking your hair. his gaze doesn't soften, but the previous sharpness and coldness fades away even if briefly, his eyes returning to their default indifference. "why won't you wake up? pets are supposed to listen, you know?" he asks innocently and slightly furrows his brows in confusion when you snuggle up to him, seeking the warmth his body heat provided.

"hm. i suppose this isn't too bad either." he shrugs and his warm hand cups your cheek, thumb perching itself on your bottom lip. he regards you with one long look, composed and unreadable like always.

at times, he can't wrap his head around you or your thought process. you know he's a demon, a being which seeks to cause chaos and mayhem — to destroy everything it so much as touches. in other words, he's everything a normal human is taught to stray away from and detest. and he's one of the ba'al, which is even more reason for you to evade him and bow your head in fear.

however, against your better judgement, you had invited him over to your apartment countless of times (and tonight is another such example) and you think of him as a friend. you think of him as someone trustworthy enough to let your guard down and fall peacefully asleep, not even considering the possibility of betrayal. he doesn't remember how it got to this point, he supposes it doesn't matter in the end.

amaimon is a demon king and he's always been fond of playing games and testing his luck. he wants to know if he can make you dream about him; if you can picture only him and nobody else even in your sleep, if he can force you to say his name out loud.

at some point, he wonders if you're playing a game with him, too. if you purposefully turn a blind eye to his demonic disposition and wish for him to touch you the same way he keeps on fantasizing about it.

his hands trail over to your waist and he squeezes the flesh at his disposal, nestling his chin on your shoulder and burying his face deep in your neck. amaimon slowly lifts up your shirt enough to expose your midriff and allows his nails to graze the skin, watching as goosebumps break out after the abrupt physical contact.

amaimon's long since decided on keeping you around as his toy, as his human pet, and thought you were just a source of entertainment for him. but tonight, he finally realizes that it's not you who needs him. it's him who needs you. the idea of you abandoning him and no longer being a constant in his immortal life causes irritation to wash over him; he deems it disgusting and doesn't entertain this line of thought any longer.

fascination fills his eyes upon noticing you stirring around in your sleep, seemingly disturbed by his feathery touches and kisses. he considers cutting his ministrations short, but before he can place you back in your original position on the bed, you wake up and immediately lock eyes with him.

"y/n, you're awake." amaimon deems it necessary to state the obvious out loud with his childish, yet somehow monotone voice. despite him owlishly staring at you, his claws carefully prop you up. he doesn't allow you to get up, leaving you trapped between his legs.

you blink up at him, dazed and drowsy, rubbing at your eyes. "amaimon... what are you doing?" you croak out and gesture towards the position he has you in, pretty sure you didn't go to bed like this.

amaimon remains unfazed and continues to stroke your skin, drawing patterns with his claws. "well, i was in the middle of kissing you. is that bad?" he questions, though you can't pinpoint any actual remorse.

you rack your brain for any reason the demon king of earth would have in order for him to kiss you and hold you so close to him. you're aware of his detestation and loathing of anything human and, at times, you've wondered what he felt towards you, as well. however, you've always lacked the courage to straightforwardly ask him, fearing the truth.

you connect amaimon with warm evenings and the scent of nature. to you, he's a thistle. sharp thorns that keep you at an arm's length, away from the danger of prickling your finger and drawing blood, yet still allowing you to admire him from afar.

"why?" you whisper and can't even be bothered to hide your surprise when he leans down in order to properly connect his lips with yours. your eyes widen, stunned by the gesture before completely melting into the kiss, placing a hand on his shoulder and reciprocating the feverish, fervent thirst for more.

amaimon has come a long way. from hating your guts due to your persistence to craving you every hour of the day. from wanting to eradicate you to studying everything about you.

you're the first human to enamour him, to entrance him. he doesn't think anyone else will ever duplicate the feelings, which you ignite in him with a single smile.

the smile that he's staring at in this current moment. the only smile which he wants to see for all of eternity. you're his carnation, after all.

it's not complicated for him to realize it's all because he's fallen in love with you.

[trancylovecraft]

(AOEX) The Blood Of An Unwilling Covenant

PART ? OF 8: Shiro

(SIDE-STORY) (Yandere Platonic Demon Kings (Ba'al) x Reader)

SERIES SUMMARY:

BARISTA'S NOTE: i get something done ONLY after i announce semi-hiatus. still on it. but.. yk.. have this.. GENDER: Femme FANDOM: Blue Exorcist

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Shiro Fujimoto was a man that could be considered to be anything but breakable. He was a face of pure, never melting ice.

In his younger days he was a ball of fire and quite crudely- Sleazy. He was fresh on freedom and didn't hesitate to abuse it- Frequenting bars and eyeing women with big and enticing enough features.

He'd adjust his glasses, a simple move. He'd pass a comment and the woman would twirl her hair and giggle.

Downing his last glass of whiskey he'd walk out with the woman, an arm draped around her waist. And nothing more needed to be said.

But under all the heat and the passion that he had created, both for him and his partner- There was an undeniable lack of any real warmth underneath. Artificial, what he presented to others, but underneath there was nothing- Something inhuman- A barreness laid where a heart perhaps might once have been.

Shiro Fujimoto was not a kind man.

He was the frost coating the hard blade of sword, the kind that spawned from an everlasting winter. A tundra unrelenting, a frostbite ridden land where only the most conditioned beasts were able to survive. To weather the storm and hunt what little life was found within the snow.

At least.. That's what he use to be.

Over the years that had greyed and worn down his face he had found warmth within the wasteland. A campfire where many had taken shelter. His sons, Rin and Yukio. Shura. Even The Monks at the Convent had somehow wormed their way into his now beating heart.

It was so unlikely.. He had found himself content.

Something Shiro never thought he would ever be. He never thought he would hold a pair of children so safely in his arms, so comforting as he bandaged their wounds and wiped away their tears. A father. That was what he had become.

Everything had changed but one thing- His ability to stay strong and unbroken to spite it all.

So why was it in that moment- Did everything seem to crack?

"Lew..! Hey, Lew! Let me catch up..!"

"Gotta walk faster than that if you want to keep up, Munchkin..!"

Shattering, splintering. Chips of ice sliding from the slate, melting into a frigid dew. His expression once as tough as stone began to break and erode, the grip he had on the table siphoning all his strength into that one area.

What.. Was this?

"You're such a jerk..!"

An annoyed voice echoed throughout the Vatican halls. But Shiro couldn't hear it at all.

Ringing like church bells, back and forth just like they did back at the convent. When Rin and Yukio would come running in just in time for lunch. Shiro didn't even know what to think as he watched a young girl, barely even fourteen try to catch up to Lewin Light, The Arc Knight.

On the outside.. There was no need for him to be so alarmed.

But there was something.. Just something..

Was it the hair or the eyes? The skin or the clothes? Appearance or expression? It could've been how she angrily stomped after her master, tugging on the ends of his poncho and giving him a scolding- It could've been voice that sounded lukewarm. Both cold and warm, affectionately irritated.

There was something unfamiliarly, unsettlingly familiar about her that Shiro couldn't quite understand.

It couldn't be.. Could it?

No.

No, it couldn't possibly be..

Back in his younger days when he was an exorcist on the field he had taken a trip down to southern America, Mephisto Pheles quick on his heel. He had been trailing a woman- Maria La Morte- Someone he had suspected of being a bit too out of control. Disturbed, perhaps.

And he wasn't wrong.

Maria had taken control of a village, revenants roaming through the desolate streets while she played the role of an innocent saviour. She had ingrained herself within the villagers, presenting herself as a good-hearted nun.

Shiro could have laughed.

She was anything but.

It was confirmed when she had tried to seduce him. He had played along of course, maybe out of his own nature or to see how far she would push her own act. But eventually they laid with each other.

And perhaps.. Shiro hadn't been as mindful as he'd wanted to be.

It was so many months later, Satan had gone on a rampage- Exorcists bursting into a brilliant blue- Yuri passing away, unable to do anything but hold her new-born's. He had barely gotten the twins settled in when he had gotten the news.

He rushed- Footsteps thundering through the hallways- Headed towards the sea of prison cells and rows of guards- Maria La Morte had become pregnant. She had given birth- A year ago-

How had he not heard of this?

When he finally reached his destination, his teeth grinding against each other- He had known he came too late.

The birth had been rough, too rough, Shiro heard.

Maria had to be taken out of prison just to be restrained to a hospital bed. She hadn't been in good condition since.

And the child?

Shiro had stood there for a good while, the words of the exorcist fading out into white noise. His eyes wide, his body unmoving as names and dates were listed off- Their voice fading into the mindless ticking of the clock.

Goddamnit.

Shiro's fists clenched.

It couldn't be possible..

"I'm sorry, Fujimoto sir. I understand this must be difficult for you-"

"…"

"..It was a baby girl. It snowed during her birthday, if it's any consolation."

The child had died- He was informed that she-

Shiro's eyes widened, [F/N] looking back at him. Her eyes widening.

Oh.

Oh no.

They stood there, looking at each other- Locked in a stare down. She stood there, startled eyes peeking out the hood of her yellow raincoat. Her hands were stuffed in her pockets, her master continuing to walk on without her.

Shiro stared back.

It was- It had to be-

Shiro turned on his heel, quickly making his way back around the corner and down the hall.

It couldn't- It could-?

He had to do something-

Shiro yanked at the key around his neck, near ripping it off the strings.

But not now- No. Not now..

Shiro found his way to the nearest door, almost dropping the key onto the cold tiles too many times to count. He uttered curses under his breath, his teeth near ground to their gums as he jammed the key into the hole- Turning it- Opening it-

He had to do something- But not now-

Shiro had seen the way she looked at him, she had absolutely no idea who he was. If he was to go up to her and say who knows what- There was no telling what could happen. So many things- Was there even any evidence for his hunch?

Shiro stepped into the monastery, slamming the door shut- Rattling the very frames of the building.

He pushed his back against it. His legs barely keeping Shiro from slumping onto the floor-

Even if it turned out true- That he was her father.

Would she even want to know him?

She could hate him for never being apart of her life, resentful of his absence. I mean- Shiro didn't even know her name- What she liked- What she did in her free-time. Never drove her to any friend's houses or helped her divide the numbers in her homework.

He never saw her grow up. Never got to meet the girl that could've been his daughter-

No- Stop it.

Pull yourself together.

Shiro hauled his head upwards, his eyes landing on the digital clock on the wall- Buzzing by the fridge. Rin had just gotten himself a job at a nearby store- Promptly fired according to a phone call he had received earlier- And by any indication of the time he should be arriving soon-

He had to keep it together-

The visage of Satan flickered in his mind.

For more reasons than one.

Shiro breathed out, pushing himself up to his feet- His expression hardening as he stood there, listening to the muffled footsteps of the clergymen in the other room, the humming of the clock, the way the floorboards croaked under his boot.

He was here and he was stable.

He had to be.

Shiro would deal with this after he had dealt with Rin. There was no way he was going to let the possibility of his daughter being alive go- He couldn't. It didn't matter if she resented or hated him- He needed to see her- If only for a moment- To explain himself-

But he'd need to do that later.

Stepping out of the room, his heard thundered deeply in his chest. His nerves on a high.

Later.

"Lew'..?"

"Yeah, Kid?"

"Who was that?"

"Eh?"

"The guy that was just there, he was standing in the corner just looking at me weirdly. Kinda tall, grey hair and orange glasses.. I don't know- He looked like some old priest."

"Oh..? That must be the paladin."

"Him? He's.. The Paladin?"

"Yeah, Munchkin- You never seen him before?"

"..No?"

"Makes sense, it'd be stranger if you have- Guy barely appears around here and it's only ever for work. Fair enough."

"…"

"Don't worry about him staring at you, Kid. Maybe he's gone senile."

[F/N] glanced back at him as she rolled her eyes.

"Whatever.. Let's just go home."

[glamourscat]

Possible… Rin Okumura… nsfw alphabet headcanons? If it’s okay?

RIN OKUMURA NSFW ALPHABET HCS

a/n: not proofread :(, i hope it's what you were looking for?!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I can see a lot of cuddles. Maybe a bit of confusion the first time, considering it will be Rin's first experience. But he is a fast learner. Once he is used to the emotional spiral of intimacy, I think his favourite part would be aftercare. Just holding you, breathless, together staring at the ceiling in comfortable silence and lazy kisses? Yes sir. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think he would particularly like his back and hands. His hands because they allow him to cook the food you so much love, but simultaneously allow him to squeeze and hold your body. Which brings me to my second point.

He is a boob guy. I have said it. Sorry, not sorry. Yeah, he likes to squeeze them. And his hands do just the perfect job. But small or big, they are still his favourite pillow to use. Especially because he gets to listen to your heart. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I do not know if it’s related or not, but with him being half demon his body has adapted and changed from the “normal” human body. I think it would probably enjoy finishing inside, because of his half demon instincts. Yes, there would be quite a lot…

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

More like a thought. After you two got together he felt like his hormones were all over the place. Even just a single hand holding got him worked up. He felt ashamed and embarrassed, because like… get it together? It almost felt like trying to control his flames all over again, just this time, he was finishing in his pants just at the thought of having you close.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not experienced at all, but a fast learner!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything he can see your face. I think he would be such a kisser during sex, more than he already is. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He is already a goofy individual per se, i think he would try to act– be serious, the first time around. But as you two learn more about each other, he realises there’s nothing better than him being himself. He loves your laugh and if he can make you feel good and laugh? Yeah thats a double win

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I can’t really see him as the type who grows a lot of hair in general. I do think he would have a very faint happy trail leading not a few hair, trimmed. Not too long, not shaved completely. Just comfortable for the both of you. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is romantic. Or tries to. Sometimes it seems like he is joking, but he is just an awkward ball. Overall, he is very very sweet. And wants nothing but to make sure you are well and feeling good. Also, soft whispers and moans in your ear/neck, he loves feeling your reactions when he does that.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I mean… he probably has read some spicy manga before. Mostly when he was single. I don’t know, he seems like the type to do so. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

So… strong mummy kink? Yeah, I know. Biting, dry humping, fem dom, praise and worship, pegging. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His or your room. He needs the time and comfort to make you and him both feel good without distractions. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

The vibes, but generally just you. Being together, maybe a makeout session turning into something more. Late night talks turning into sleepy sex. Showers turning more intimate. Just the intimacy, almost the domestic like, vibes between you two. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

restraints, sure, he loves pulling you close by his tail. But no, he wouldn’t use it to make you stop moving. He likes the closeness too much, but especially because he doesn’t want to hurt you. Anything that can hurt, is a no.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Big on receiving. The first time he gets a blow job I think he would probably see stars lmao. He also just loves holding your hair, caressing your cheeks and just praising you when you do it. But, he won’t pass down on giving. He will eat like he is starving, just saying.  

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Is not sex, it’s love with him. Period. There might be some rough thrusts but it’s more out of a pleasure thing, not out of lust. His pace will change base on what you two both need, but it will always start off slow and sensual.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not a fan. Maybe quickies n1 hater. He needs to take his time. However, i do think he would enjoy occasional foreplay or dryhumping without going further if you two do not have much time. It’s a double edge sword, though, because once you two start he just wants to continue lol.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He does love risks, does he not? He would be down to experiment as long as you're too. Maybe trying some weird position you two read about, even if it turns out bad, he knows you two can just laugh about it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Solid two. Objectively, he can go for more, but he is considerate of how many you want. As I have said, sex with him is more than just that. Is a whole emotional and mental connection– which can be draining in a good way.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I don’t think he does own some, but, if his partner does then he will be intrigued enough to try and use them on you. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A TEASE. Too much. But then you do it right back at him and he is whining, moaning and begging to stop. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

LOUD. can’t be silent for the life of him. He just can’t. He wants you to feel good and for him to know. And vice versa he will do the same. His moans are the most beautiful thing ever.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

The first few times you two were intimate he was so nervous, just a mess, that a tiny flame or two would appear on his head especially towards the end, close to him finishing. He is still embarrassed about it to this day, especially because after the first time he came, he cried. It was just too good, ok? No judging.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Curved up, cute blushy pink tip, on the thicker side? Solid 6 inches when hard. 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I think is high. Just– high lmao. I do not know if it’s confirmed in canon, but do demons have a mating season? Yeah…

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not fast, he would like for you two to chat a bit first. Maybe take a bath together and eat something. He is so big on intimacy time where sex is not involved. Just being closed, naked bodies close, as he caresses you and you two whisper sweet nothing to each other. 

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

Dating HC for Rin and Shiro

Anon had request a dating headcanons for Rin and Shiro, but tumblr ate the request with the draft.....

Thank you for requesting! I hope this is of your liking!

Please let me know what you think!

Tsuki's note: I considered Rin a minor here and I am an anime only fan. Oh, not Proof read...

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Rin

Ok, so Rin is good boy, but he can get nervous af.

His confession to you went pretty natural, a bit awkward because of the timing, but it felt just right for both of you.

But that doesn't mean he didn't became as red as a tomato.

On your first date he was so nervous on what to do. Take you to eat? A walk in the park? Cook for you? Just hang out at the dorms?

Oh clothes. What should he wear? Should he tuck his tail?

After pestering begging Yukio for some help, he finally deduced on what to wear and what to do.

He sat down and reflected about you. What did you like to do? Where did you mention you wanted to go?

First date he was a nervous train wreck, but in a cute way.

After the first date Rin wasn't as nervous and, well, he noticed he could just be himself, tail out and all!

Because he got comfortable, your dates became a lot more fun.

Rin absolutely loves taking you to amusement parks or just trendy places.

He enjoys having a great time with you, laughing, talking and just being bubbly!

But home dates aren't bad either.

They all turn out having Rin cooking something! And it's always delicious.

In home dates he really enjoys play games or just cuddling while watch a show or something.

He does talk through it though. Asking your opinion and expressing his emotions and thoughts ( he cries, gets mad and scream and so on)

Might try to put on a horror movie to play the tough boyfriend. But he will get spooked by the jump scares.

Dating Rin also means seeing and hanging out with Yukio.

You must have a good relationship with his brother. Yukio is very important to Rin, after all.

So there might be times that you three hang out at the dorm watching a movie or something.

Be prepared for snarky remarks from Yukio though.

If you are an exorcist, then you know his friends and you probably has gone through a tough patch together.

So it is safe to assume you are all friend, which for Rin is very important.

Just brace yourself for the teasing!

Being an exorcist isn't easy, so Rin will be worried about you 24/7 specially if he isn't on the same mission as you.

He trusts your strength and skill, but he will still worry a lot.

But if you are not an exorcist, Rin will introduce to everyone, he expects you to get along well!

Boy will get overprotective

He is terrified someone will aim for you to get to him.

Like being possessed or something.

He will try to explain to you about his universe, what demons are, which types and so on.

Yeah he is trying to show off.

May be corrected by Yukio here and there.

Still cute though!

On either cases Kuro might be part of your dates and hangs out.

Kuro loves you to death!!!

That's why he goes too. Sometimes Rin shoo him away. Poor kitten

All in all, dating Rin is a wild ride.

You will have a lot of fun, because he has a heart of gold.

But you will also live in constant worry for him - he is reckless and he has a big target on his back for being who he is.

Shiro

Dating Shiro is a wild ride.

You probably met him after he took in the twins.

So it is a constant of juggling between parenthood and being a Partner.

But! He kinda manages it.

Before you start dating, he will make absolutely sure that you are a good person - that you won't hurt the boys, you will protect them.

And that check takes a long time.

After Shiro certifies you are trustworthy then he takes the steps to a relationship, but he will not introduce to the twins just yet.

That means it will be hard to get a hold of his free time!

For sure when you do get a hold of him, you can bet it's oing to be an awesome date.

He is not very romantic, but Shiro does enjoy some quiet alone time with you.

So expect some bar dates.

If you are an exorcist, he will probably take you in missions with him - missions that won't pose a threat to you, of course.

He does trust your skills but you are a precious bean and he also expects you to watch out for his sons on the long run.

Eventually you will meet little Yukio, but you will be introduced as a friend.

A Trustworthy friend, someone Yukio can rely on and cry to.

Don't take it badly, he wants to protect his boy.

When you are introduced he watches your interactions closely, just to be sure they are safe and they like you.

The twins liking you is also very important.

If you are not an exorcist, he will try to make the dates normal, but it somehow ends up with him explain alot about his world.

Regardless of you background, he worries you might get into trouble with satan, like being possessed or something.

Back to the dates!

Shiro might bring you some gift here and there, most of the time they are simple gifts but very thoughtful ones.

He pays a lot of attention to you, to the minimal details.

Some of you dates might include patching him up either because of a mission or Rin.

But the man does have a knack to make it silly and sweet.

Is he beaten up? yes. But that doesn't stop him from being cheeky, he makes it his mission to make you smile or giggle.

Shiro absolutely loves just dropping one arm around your shoulders is his top form of affection.

All in all, dating Shiro is preparing to be a parent very suddenly, but it is also having a attentive boyfriend.

He worries about you getting possessed or getting hurt because of him, so he might put some distance at first.

Shiro will fail to keep it, if you know how to push the right buttons - just be there for him, he will fall into you again.

It is also taking up his whishes of caring for his twins - they must like you too, if you want this relationship to work, as contradictory as it might sound.

Definitly a great partner if you are into some lae night drinking and silly talk!

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[randomchaosyay]

Is it ok if I could request Blue Exorcist Lucifer x female reader headcanons about them having a family together? Please and thank you!

Lucifer - Family Headcanons

Eeeeeeeeeeeeee

This is such a cute idea

Warnings: None

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- Protective 🙌

- Not like smotheringly obsessively so, but he always has either an eye on you all or when he absolutely can’t do it himself he’ll send one of his most trustworthy underlings instead. He won’t restrict you from going anywhere, but will talk to you if he reasonably thinks an area is pretty dangerous.

- He always makes sure to come home on time and spend as much time as possible with you and the children

- Realistically would probably like to have 2-3 children with you if you’d be up to it

- Due to his work in the illuminati, you’d most likely end up spending more time with the children during the beginning of their lives. (Stay at home parent)

- I feel like since Lucifer is the second most powerful demon, and what we see with the children of satan, your children would start to show signs of demonic powers very early on in their lives

- When that happens, Lucifer would be so happy. This man would be ecstatic

- He’d spend a lot of time with the kids and teach them how to control their powers. It would definitely be a fun bonding activity for them that was cute to watch for you

- If you spend a lot of time with the kids, or if its just been a tough day with them, he would gladly take them off your hands for a bit if you needed to take a break. Even if he was in the middle of a lot of work

- You would all definitely go on a lot of cute family outings like little picnics or aquarium trips or just traveling around

- Lots of family quality time and cute little bonding moments. You both secretly have an album chalk full of pictures of each other doing cute things with the kids

- Once the kids start to go to school and if you go to work, you’d all have sweet but hectic mornings and get in the same car. Dropping the kids off first, then Lucifer, and then you take the car to your job. (He doesn’t want the car to accidentally get destroyed or the license plate tagged so people can find you and hurt you)

- Overall he’s such a good father honestly, he’s full of love for you and your lovely children

[faes-fantasies]

Please may I have Blue exorcist headcanons of Rin Okumura with a female S/O (and childhood friend) who is exactly like Ichigo from Bleach..she had the Temptaint that allowed her to see Demons like Yukio since she was little..she did hate demons because her mother was murdered by one when she was 9..and before that..she was a crybaby when she was a little kid and bullied too. S/O is a First class Exorcist for her Knight and Dragoon User as her Meisters but apparently was still a target for fights because of her coloured hair.

Rin's relationship with her from when they were small children to now.

Yukio's relationships with his childhood friend

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Okay so, I feel like since they were childhood friends, Rin would have been super protective of her too, just like he was with Yukio

Any time someone bullied her, he was immediately there, which always resulted in a fight

Since her and Yukio were the only ones who weren’t afraid of him, he has a very strong sense of loyalty to the two of them

His s/o and Yukio probably became really close as children, seeing as they both had to struggle with having a temptaint so young

After her mother was killed, because of the circumstances, she was probably taken into the church the boys were raised in

When Rin found out what had happened and why she was there (not knowing the demon details) he made it his personal goal to get her to laugh and smile as much as possible

I feel like, as they grew up, his s/o and Yukio would unintentionally grow closer, both spending a lot of time studying and training to be exorcists and Rin gets reallyyyyyy jealous

I also feel like his s/o would have a period where she’s really scared of Rin, probably soon after she finds out what and who he is, and that’s part of the reason her and his brother get so close

Eventually though, once they started dating, Rin was actually extremely grateful the two of them get along so well

However, just like with Yukio, he felt hurt and betrayed that his s/o didn’t tell him about what the two of them had been doing/learning for years

She had wanted to tell him, truly she did, but it was important for them to keep his knowledge of demons to a minimum

After a few days of talking and explaining, they would eventually make up, but that’s when a different problem would begin to arise

Her and Yukio began to quickly rise through the exorcist ranks, Rin trailing not too far behind, but it seemed like his s/o had picked up on his nasty habit of constantly getting into fights

It wasn’t exactly her fault, her unnatural hair coloring always brought on unwanted attention and comments from the people around her, usually something along the lines of her failing as an exorcist looking the way that she does

Besides, she wasn’t one to back down from a fight, she wanted to prove herself and her capabilities

Honestly, I feel like Rin and his s/o are a little powerhouse; between her exorcist capabilities and his raw, demon powers, nothing can stop the two of them when they work together

When they’re not busy dealing with threats from Gehenna or other day to day inconveniences, I can see them having stay at home dates

Rin cooks for the two of them, and she sets up a nice space for them to enjoy their dinner, watch anime or movies, and just enjoy their time together

I don’t see them going out in public for their dates very often because being exorcists is exhausting, no matter how much stamina someone may have

They might go out to an amusement park or something similar every once in a blue moon, but that’s about it

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Drinks with a Devil (Mephisto Pheles)

Kinktober 2024 Day Three: Biting/Marking

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You think you’re tipsy by now. No, not think- you know you’re tipsy by now. But arguably, it’s not your fault.

The two of you were just supposed to be talking over dinner. He just invited you one day with the promise of an entertaining and “productive” night when it came to both of your futures and goals. And naturally, you accepted. Simple as that, really. And when the day came, he just took you to a private room at his place where there was a spread already laid out for the two of you. A cute little traditional Japanese-style dining room designed after the customs of a nation he loved so dearly.  

And over dinner, he made great conversation. Even when the things you both were conversing about didn’t feel so pleasant. And even when you weren’t exactly sure you could trust him on his words. After all, he would weave stories into his speech. It’s in his nature. Exaggerations and lies and occasional truths and half-truths being sprinkled in here and there is an action that comes to him like second nature. And sometimes, he would smile knowingly whenever you would talk too. Like there was a secret about you that only he knew about. A secret that he was one day going to let you in on. But only one day. Though at the same time, he was an encouraging host. An inviting one. A great one.

Because not only were you served the most delicious delicacies you have had in a while, but you found that whenever you would empty your cup, he would always be right there- filling it up with another round of warm sake for you to enjoy. So soon enough, one cup turned into two. Then three. Then four. And perhaps a shot or two of whatever spirit he had stored by the table. And maybe something else that couldn’t quite remember. But it’s not your fault that you ended up this way. Honest. Because at this point, it almost seems he planned for this to happen. Like he wanted this to happen.

“Mmm…I’ve been looking forward to this, you know?”

Like that was the whole reason he invited you over in the first place.

“Mephisto…” You whine his name softly through ragged breaths, unable to bring yourself to raise your voice louder or put any more behind your words. You squirm slightly against him, but there’s an arm tightening itself around your waist that keeps you from moving too far away. After all, he needs you to be still. He said that to you earlier- that you have to be still for him. Otherwise, he would run the risk of hurting you more than he initially intended to. Not that it mattered much for him, of course. “Mephisto, please!”

He’d be able to have his way with you no matter how much blood he draws.

At your cry, the man in question makes a sound of acknowledgment, but he doesn’t stop what he’s doing. Instead, he just continues to occupy himself with your neck. Kissing at the parts that were once exposed by your attire for the evening. Licking at the sensitive spots across your throat. And of course, sinking his teeth into your flesh and sucking hard while one of his hands travels and teases its way up your dress from the bottom.

The pain his actions caused you nearly forced you to sober up very quickly. But he was even quicker with placing more bottles and glasses of booze against your lips before you could truly start coming down from the very sweet, warm, buzzy feeling that your previous drinks imparted onto you.

Though truly, all of this started tonight when you began to sway while sitting on your floor cushion. Your vision was swimming a little by this point. And some of your words started to slur together. But you were supposed to do another shot with him. He insisted, after all. Though when you seemed too reluctant to pick up your glass, he beckoned you over to his side of the table and placed you on his lap. The next thing you knew he started groping you over your clothes and promising to treat you well if you’d promise you’d be his for the night. And at this point, you only half-remember the response you gave him. But you know it made him happy judging by the image of the self-satisfied smirk you recall him giving you. But now that he’s gotten started, you’re not sure you can quite handle what it means to be his. Even if it’s just for a night. 

Because when he kisses your neck? The kisses are soft- like any lover’s should be. But when he bites it? He bites like the demon he is. He bites using his canines to dig in, and he uses the rest of his teeth to leave big, nasty indents and grooves that he promises will go away eventually. He bites hard enough to draw blood and licks that same blood up with his tongue and an all too satisfied smile. And he bites hard enough to cause you to whimper and whine and groan in pain while he makes some claim about how he needed to do this. About how he had to.

“I simply just cannot help myself, my dear,” He had once murmured in between the hickies delivered to your skin. The pleased hum in his voice and the rustling of fabric as your body presses against him fills the room. He has you right where he wants you. Right where he wants you. But is this right where you want to be? “This was far too good of an opportunity to pass up on. You understand, don’t you?”

You don’t understand. But at the same time, you feel like you do. You’ve heard the way he was purring at you all night. You’ve seen the way he has looked at you before this night. You’d be stupid if you said you’ve never realized that he was being more than obvious when he was flirting with you. Still, you had been alone with him before. He has so many chances to do this to you. To do this exact thing to you. So why now? Why after all this time?

And why is he marking your skin and your body like you’ll still be his after tonight? Why is he treating you like something to be claimed? Something to be owned. By him and him alone.

You whine and thrash when he bites over a particularly sensitive part of your neck- the junction between that and your shoulder. He’s quick to hush you with soft praises you could never imagine coming out of a demon’s mouth. Things that are so sweet and so tantalizing that you would have nearly fallen for him if the part of your brain that was still a little more sober than the rest of you decided to give in. But you saw the way those devilish eyes looked at you. You know what he’s like. You know what he’s truly like. 

But you were stupid enough to drink from a demon’s cup. You were stupid enough to let your guard down in front of one another and let yourself become completely and utterly vulnerable.

So is it really all that surprising that you’re just now realizing that perhaps you’re stupid enough to enjoy this too?

[bobur-the-berry-guy]

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[fanfictionstuff]

Amaimon lives rent-free in my head.

Reader hanging out in her room with Shiemi and Izumo after seeing Amaimon in the hallway at school

“I’m in love.” 

Izumo shakes her head. “____, you are not in love.”

“I’m in love.” 

“No, you’re not.” She rolls her eyes at you, sitting at the desk in your bedroom while you’re on the bed beside Shiemi, leaning against the wall. “I am. I’m going to tell him how I feel, then after I graduate, we’re getting married and have children who look just like him.”

Shiemi looks at you, her green eyes widening in shock. “Really?” 

“Yes.” 

“No. Don’t humor it, Shiemi; it’ll just get worse.” Izumo throws a pillow at your head. “_____, you are not in love with a demon king, and you’re not going to marry him and have children; why would you even want your children to look like him? He’s ugly.” 

“No, he’s so pretty. I love him.” 

Poor Shiemi glances between the two of you, confused. “Why do you like him _____?” 

“He’s so pretty, and hot, and funny, and I want to marry him.” 

“_____, the last time we saw him, he was trying to kill Rin.” Izumo deadpans. 

“I mean, sometimes I feel like I want to kill Rin too….”

[xjulixred45x]

Yandere! Demon King! Rin Okumura x reader

BIG SPOILERS FROM THE MANGA!!! DONT READ THIS IF YOURE NOT UPDATE!!

Keep reading under Your own risk!!

Now, a little background because this idea came to my head when I was rereading the manga for the third season of Blue Exorcist.

Remember the alternate reality if the Maga had leaked and many of the protagonists had died? When we have the two-year Time Skip, Rin is something like a terrorist on the side of the demons(along with other Things, but this is the Main Focus).

Can you imagine what it would be like to have this Rin as a Yandere?

Obviously he's not as harmless or innocent as the canon one, not at all, if he can already kill humans without blinking on a normal day, being a Yandere for someone definitely triggers all these aggressive impulses TO THE MAX.

I like to think that the object of this Rin's obsession/adoration would probably be his partner before the whole Maga incident happened, and that he just started to develop yandere tendencies as an early response to the trauma.

reader in this case really didn't see anything wrong with this precisely because they was also traumatized by the incident (and potentially orphaned, like many, so Rin is the ONLY person they have left. Codependency).

although I don't rule out the possibility that Rin could become obsessed with someone after the Maga incident!

I see more likely an obsession with someone or 1- that is very innocent and correct, just wanting to isolate them from the world and protect them from the Cross. or 2- someone very competent and who has morals clearly contrary to the cross, precisely because they would understand each other better in this universe.

although it doesn't matter how Rin meets his partner, he is definitely much more brutal when it comes to protecting them 💀 you already saw what he did to the girl of the Cross (Michael), if someone tried to do something to his partner he would definitely set them on fire. or decapitate them. whatever comes first through his mind.

he is VERY overprotective, probably reader is isolated in some hideout that Rin has out of the reach of the Order, and they are constantly guarded by demons, so escaping is a big NO NO.

If by chance, reader, managed to get out of hiding, I highly doubt they would get far, Rin would find them with the giant snake and take them back to the hiding place.

Ironically, the little demons can be both allies and enemies. Some are mischievous and like to play matchmaker between Reader and Rin (tangling them together, pushing them into hugs) and others genuinely don't think much of what they do.

Rin can control them to take care of Reader when he's not around, doing things like bringing them comics to entertain themself, bringing them food, even acting like house cats and asking for cuddles.

There are demons that even show favoritism towards Reader and have helped them out of hiding several times (sometimes the other demons have given them away, sometimes they haven't).

...but at this point it's just to get some fresh air. Even waiting for Rin to arrive on the porch.

The first time it happened, Rin was pretty freaked out. Then he cried with happiness and hugged Reader for an hour.

Unlike the original Rin, Demon King Rin is not as delusional and is much more aware of the situation and how bad it is, he falls more into the category of a repentant yandere but who would not let go of his obsession. He simply cannot risk it. He has lost so much already. Let him have this.

Despite everything, he treats his partner very well! He constantly brings them gifts, he cooks for them himself (he even remembers how to cook thanks to them), and from time to time they even read books/manga together!!

It is one of the few moments where he does not have to remember the kind of world they live in, and in what situation it all started.

(This Rin would definitely be more than capable of causing a Blue Night if his partner is taken away from him, do not try it).

I don't think Rin (not even this one) is capable of hurting his partner, but he's definitely more than capable of scaring them, whether it's coming home with blood on his clothes or even taking them on one of his escapades. It's not nice to hear him burn people alive.

DK! Rin has a lot of nightmares, so maybe the only thing he really forces his partner to do (aside from living and hiding with him) is sleeping in the same bed. It's almost...sad. Listening to him talk to people in his dreams and wake up crying.

Ironically he's a lot calmer when he and reader are in fields or abandoned places, he can even be convinced to get the demons out of the area and play with them.

And they probably do this quite often, when everything is too much, or when Rin finds someone from the past in the city. He NEEDS this. A moment of disconnection and comfort. A moment of tranquility...and love.

seeing the reader smile and play, having fun, smiling at him... is enough.

If you make slimes with your eyes . It is eerily domestic...

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(AOEX) The Blood Of An Unwilling Covenant

PART 7 OF 8: Lucifer

(Yandere Platonic Demon Kings (Ba'al) x Reader)

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"Camera.. Check! Phone.. Check! Spare change of clothes.. Erm.."

Curtains half drawn over murky windows let light flood into the room, The early morning sun being not deterred by the soot dusting the window panes. It shone on the mess in the room, Shine rolling off ceramics and other illuminating surfaces.

Jars filled with demon bio-produce were piled up to the walls, Heavy-bound books of all sorts being just as tall. Clothes thrown everywhere, A mix of both hers and Lewins. All of it made for a gnarly sight and smell to come under.

But it was nothing compared to the current mess, If that was even possible. The old musty couch was strewn with more clothes than normal. TV still blaring some American cartoon as [F/N] paced back and forth between place to place.

She was somehow able to get around the place with relative ease. Opening up box after box stacked up top everywhere, Apartment still barely moved into.

"Heya.. You good there?" Lewin drawled as he watched [F/N] run back and forth to rummage through all the boxes in the room. Lewin himself was currently lazing upon the old burgundy couch, The one that had cushions torn and had been picked up on the side of the road by none other by the man himself.

[F/N] was almost foaming at the mouth, Even more so once she snapped her head over to him.

"Have you seen any of my clothes around here? I can't find the box with all my stuff in it- Ugh.." [F/N] winced once she drew her arm back out, A thick blue glow wrapped around it and hugging it tight with a slimy touch. A demon, And by the shape it took? No doubt a baby kraken.

Lewin, Ironically, Cracked a smile once he saw it.

"Oops, My bad!" He chuckled, Instantly raising a lazy hand to somehow shoo the demon away. "Linnaeus!"

And just as the demon had came, It had vanished at the summary of it's fatal verse. It seemed to writhe, Spasming and shaking before finally the grip around her loosened entirely. It fell, Hitting the floor as it's blue light started to flicker.

[F/N] looked at it's crumpled body, Disgust running through her features.

"Yeah, Keep your demons in their pens.. Damn it, Lew'.. This isn't the first time.." She scoffed, Pinching her brows with her now-free hand.

"Seriously.. You doin' good? I can see wrinkle lines appearing on your head." Lewin said, Gesturing to his own forehead hidden behind his mop of hair. She groaned, [F/N]'s eyes narrowing in on him.

"It's just.. I can't find my clothes and I need a separate pair in case these ones get ruined! Like I've already got my camera, A few notebooks.. Summoning papers, You know- But I still need my spare change and I can't find it for the life of me!" [F/N] exasperated, Sweat dusting her face.

"Don't you think you got enough?" Lewin said, Pointing over to the backpack sitting atop one of the heaps which so happened to be stuffed full of various items. All of which she listed, Including several other artefacts that seemed weird to where she'd be going.

"Not nearly! Since I wasn't able to go on the camping trip thing, I need to make sure I get everything right this time. It's gonna be a real big day for me!" [F/N] said as she turned back towards the boxes, Feverishly shifting through the contents once more.

Lewin grinned.

"Hah, You and me both.."

The True Cross Festival, The big day. Games, Dances, Fireworks, Food, Festivities. The event that every student in the school had been waiting for ever since they had been accepted into the institution.

Whispers of plans floated through the hallways, Excited chitters leading up to the day. God, [F/N] had been hearing it every second of the day just the week before. And now the big day was finally here.

For many it was a opportunity to ask out their crush due to the entry requirements, To others it was a time to relax and make memories. But to [F/N], It was a prime opportunity to investigate.

"Finally!" She grinned, Opening up another box to find all of her clothes packed neatly inside. Sweaters, Jeans and other types of accessories started to be yanked out of the box and into her arms.

Lewin watched as she piled another few pairs of clothing into her arms, Both for cold and hot weather and even another pair of underwear before hurriedly rushing over her bag and trying to stuff it all inside.

He pushed himself up to a sitting position on the old couch, Yawning lazily as he stretched.

"As I've said- You could really use to loose a few things in there, Ain't this suppose to be something you enjoy?" Lewin yawned once he finally stopped stretching, Staring at her from under his hair as she continued to try push the clothing into the overflowing bag.

"No- It's a way I can get more information about what's going down in there. Like the traitor and the blue night, The things we spoke about-" [F/N] said, Slightly wheezing as she tried to shove and shove everything down in there to no avail. Sweat gathering quicker on her face.

She tried once more, [F/N] pushing down the items on top.

All before she felt the arm of Lewin lightly tug at her wrist, Making her retract it quickly from her bag.

"Hey- What are you-"

"Oh yeah, Definetly overflowing.."

"Lewin- What are you doing?! Hey! Stop touching my stuff!"

"Keeping a few daggers in here? How'd you expect to get past security with all that?"

"Lewin stop it! It took ages to get everything in there! Stop it!"

"Okay, Maybe you can keep the summoning papers.."

"Thank you- HEY! That's my camera, Put it back! Put it back!"

"Aaaand, Ta-da!"

And just like that, The bag that [F/N] had so desperately tried to fill to the brim had depressed almost half it's weight before. Space now very much available inside, Only items spared being her general exorcism stuff and a few new things that Lewin had taken the liberty to throw in.

[F/N]'s jaw was as agape as her eyes, Staring into the new emptiness of her bag that Lewin had dared to meddle in.

"Lew'! Why the hell did you do that?! It took me ages to get everything in there, I need it all if I want to go snoop around in the school! You know, To help me get you evidence?!" [F/N] hissed as she placed her hands on her hips, Angrily staring up at Lewin who still had a lazy smile on his face.

He nodded, Scratching the back of his head.

"Yeah, Yeah. And you've been working really hard to do that! I mean you've already helped lead me to one of the traitors, And trust me, I appreciate that a bunch.. But I think you need to calm down." Lewin said.

[F/N] frowned as she looked at him, Aghast in her eyes yet somehow still mellowing out. Just a few months ago he had specifically told her to do some digging, Now he was telling her to stop it?

[F/N] scoffed.

"But.. But wasn't this something you wanted me to do? You know, Investigate? You can't tell me to stop once I've got invested in it too!" [F/N] exclaimed, Stepping closer to him.

Ever since she had the meeting in Mephisto's office, [F/N] had became just as enthralled as Lewin was in the investigation. Ever since she had gotten that horrid feeling about him, [F/N] knew that she needed to dig in more.

Snooping around teachers rooms, Sifting through file cabinets not meant for her. She had already gotten information and passed it over to Lewin, So after all this work how could he just tell her not to go further?

Lewin sighed.

"But I also said that you should get some friends, And hey! You have with all those exwires! I'm just thinking that you spend this time bonding like you kids usually do." Lewin explained as he in turn stepped closer, The two of them now staring eye to eye.

"They're not my friends.. They're just my classmates.." [F/N] said, And even she knew it was a lie.

"Whatever you say, Ya' munchkin. Just go out and have fun, Forget about the investigation for a few hours and I promise I'll let you throw rocks at the traitor I'm about to catch later." Lewin promised, Playfully reaching out a hand with his pinkie stuck up.

[F/N] huffed, Almost about to comment on his childish behaviour before she brushed it off and wrapped a pinkie of her own around his.

"Whatever.. You better keep your promise though, I've been dying to throw rocks at someone for ages now." She pouted, Pinky finger still firmly wrapped around Lewin's own.

He grinned.

"Of course. You just go have fun, Buy me a souvenir and I'll come back and pick you up at ten, Afterwards we'll hit a burger joint and then I'll let you throw rocks at him. Sound good?" Lewin asked.

[F/N] smiled.

"Yeah.." She said, Trying not to show her grin as she shied her view away from him.

And just like that, The hand that Lewin had joined with [F/N]'s pulled her closer. And before [F/N] knew it his thick arms wrapped around her, Bringing her into a hug.

[F/N] was surprised, Muscles tensing up as she felt his head rest atop hers which was currently pushed into the side of his chest. Lewin had not often hugged her before, Never showed much affection other than playful little punches.

But here he was, Bringing her in without restraint. [F/N] barely even cared about his horrible stench, Not when a hand rested on the back of her head, Another on her back. And just maybe, She started to relax.

Only a little.

"Now go scamper outta here, You're gonna miss your bus!" Lewin laughed as he pulled away from her, The silence he had undertaken before now broken. [F/N] was still standing in slight shock, Eyes wide as she looked up at him.

She blinked, Snapping back into reality.

"R-Right!" [F/N] exclaimed, Finally catching eye of the clock on the far wall. [F/N] tried to gather her thoughts once she gathered her stuff, Grabbing her bag strap and tossing it over her shoulder.

"See you soon, Lew'!" [F/N] called out, Finally reaching the door and turning the knob as she stepped out. She waved goodbye to him and he waved back with a lazy smile, Watching as she sprinted out the door.

A yellow raincoat hanging untouched on the hanger by the door.

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"Hey, Guys! Over here!"

The sun was held bright in the sky, A beautiful sight with no clouds to be seen, Just pure cerulean blue.

The uproar of chatter was already in the air, Sounds of people frolicking around the newly made stalls was the only thing in earshot. Rich smells of meat sizzling and the saccharine scent of sugar was also the only thing you could smell, The festival already starting to gain traction.

"Is that [F/N]? I thought she said she wasn't coming?" Konekomaru said, Turning his head as he watched her run over to them, Smiling slightly at being proven wrong.

"Huh? Oh- I guess she changed her mind!"

The air was fresh, [F/N] could tell as it flew behind her as she pranced over to the group standing just outside the entrance to the festivities. Their figures instantly recognisable as she stuttered to a halt in front of them.

"[F/N]! Thought you said you weren't coming?" Shima exclaimed incredulously as he watched her keel over to catch a breath, Eyes wide as he looked her up and down in her sweater and jeans combo.

"Change of plans.. Turns out I can make it after all.." [F/N] wheezed as she wiped the sweat off of her brow, Lungs burning as she raised herself back up to meet the eyes of her group.

Shima, Bon and Konekomaru. The trio of her classmates stood there in their own outfits, Ready for the festival. [F/N] tried to give them the best smile she could, Trying not to make it look like she hadn't dressed like a slob compared to them.

Bon huffed, Folding his arms.

"Seriously? I thought you said that you were gonna study instead since, You know, You failed your last demonic pharmaceuticals test?" He said as he raised a brow, Looking her up and down with that all too familiar judgemental stare.

[F/N] scoffed.

"And miss all the fun? Yeah no, I came to my senses!" [F/N] laughed as she lightly punched Bon on the side of the arm, Who suppressed a smirk as he lightly shoved her back. [F/N] cackled as she stuck out her tongue at him.

Bon rolled his eyes.

"You still need to study!"

"You still need to shut the fuck up!"

"Calm down you two, You're gonna cause a scene!" Konekomaru said, Moving so he was a human-barrier between the two.

Shima shook his head, Dramatically tutting as he looked at the two.

"Yeah, Exactly! You're really killing the mood you know, How am I suppose to get with hot girls if you two are bickering the entire time in the background? I still need to find a girl to get with so I can go to the dance festival later!" Shima whined as he gestured to the crowds packed behind him, All already enjoying the activities of the festival.

"Erm, I'm a girl?" [F/N] said, Gesturing to herself.

"I said hot girls, [F/N]." Shima replied with an innocent smile.

"HEY!"

[F/N] threw an insult back at Shima, To which Shima gave a passive-aggressive response. They barely even noticed when they got dragged off into the festival, Bon groaning as he lugged both [F/N] and Shima along with him, Konekomaru trying his best to calm the two down.

Only snapped out of it once the blaring noise caught up with her, A light shove by Bon and the smell of enticing meats. Blinking once she realised she was surrounded by a crowd and hundreds of stalls that seemed to muddle on the horizon.

She gulped, Sweat running down her brow with a slight smile.

This was gonna be a long day.

☆♡☆

"Aw man.. Never thought I'd say this, But it's good to get away from all the noise.. Huh?"

The sky was dark, Coloured the deepest of ebony blues and starless with all the light below. Unlike the morning there was a noticeable chill in the air, Either due to the passing time or the new altitude which the two had reached.

That saccharine scent was still lingering in the air, Beautiful tastes of all the food she had eaten still on her tongue. It was all so overwhelming to her, Even now as she stared down at the lights of the stalls did she still feel a rush.

One thing to the next, Perpetual motion. [F/N] had moved from stall to stall, Done party game after party game, Went through every classes activity set up from the festival and had laughed and screamed all the same.

They had met with Rin at his food stall and laughed along with him, They had went through the horror house and had gotten a good laugh when she watched Shima get scared by Shiemi. Izumo too they had passed not even a few minutes ago, Still lingering close by.

They had also lost Bon and Konekomaru somewhere else in the crowd, Konekomaru most likely going to talk with his date and Bon could be just about anywhere. So now it was just Shima and her, After everything that happened..

Dizzying, [F/N] felt. She sipped on the straw of the chocolate shake and let the taste try to calm her, Still cold in her hands and dripping down moisture from the sides. It helped, If only a little bit.

"You could say that again.. I mean, How many girls did you try to ask out?" [F/N] said to Shima as she lightly strolled beside him, High above the stalls in the higher part of the city. Looking lightly over the stone balcony to all the chaos below.

"Ugh! I can't even count and I usually always make sure to remember all the pretty faces I talk to!" Shima exasperated as he dragged his feet alongside her, Seemingly just as worn out from the celebrations as she was.

[F/N] rolled her eyes, Continuing to slurp on her milkshake.

"Just how much stuff I bought on it's own..! You know, My master insisted on emptying my bag before I got here and I'm actually kinda glad he did, Otherwise I wouldn't be able to carry all this.." [F/N] sighed as she readjusted the heaving backpack weighing her down, All stuffed to the brim with all the merchandise she knew her and Lewin would like.

He had slipped his card into her backpack, Something she had found out when rummaging through it. He had trusted her enough to spend his money wisely, Or more accurately trusted her to spend as much of his six-figure salary as she possibly could.

[F/N] smiled, Quietly thanking Lewin under her breath.

"..You and Lightning close?"

"Where'd that come from?" [F/N] asked as she turned to Shima, Who seemed to look back at her with a much more curious expression under the nights sky. Shima just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Dunno, I guess I'm just curious is all. Since you were already his apprentice before joining cram school or whatever, You two related or something?" Shima asked as they made their way towards the balcony, The one overlooking the sea of lights below and where the wind flowed openly.

[F/N] huffed as she continued to drink her milkshake, Leaning over on the stone railings to look out below.

"Not biologically, No. But you know that trope you see in movies? The dickhead older brother who always messes with your stuff and annoys you to high hell? Yeah, That's him." [F/N] said, Rolling her eyes with a slight smirk.

Shima smiled rather forlornly as he leaned over on the balcony like she did, Light reflecting in his eyes.

"Yeah, I get that." He laughed slightly.

"Ah, Okay. Cause of all your brothers, Right?" [F/N] asked as she drew her eyes off the crowds for only a moment, Just to see Shima stare right back off into it. He didn't smile, Just nodded slowly.

He didn't speak either, The smile drawn on [F/N]'s face starting to lessen at the sound of silence. Instead she just brought her eyes back over to the sea of lights, Looking at the crowds below enjoying the festivities.

[F/N] sipped on her milkshake, Tasting the chocolate on her tongue. She should have known that his brothers would've been something difficult to talk about, Ever since the trip to Kyoto she had known something was off.

Especially since the death of the eldest, [F/N] should've taken that as the first sign. She continued sipping on her milkshake, A sort of scratchiness starting to build up in her throat. Shima never really talked about his brothers, Not here nor there.

[F/N] continued to sip on her milkshake, The lights starting to become much more.. Bright. Her nose scrunched up as she turned her head up to meet Shima, Who now seemed to be looking back down at her.

He smiled, Almost awkwardly.

"..Shima, I don't feel so good." [F/N] told him as she finally removed the straw from her mouth, Looking at her milkshake with a sort of queasiness in her eyes. A lightness in her head, A new stutter when she tried to stand.

What was happening? Her fingers started to shake, The muscles much more relaxed than they were suppose to be as the milkshake fell to the floor and splattered across the rocks. She stumbled, [F/N] starting to see two of each in her vision.

Shima hummed, Watching her gait with an unconcerned gaze.

"That must be the Rophynol finally kicking in then." He replied casually as he watched her start to double over.

[F/N] raised her head weakly as she near doubled over, Stumbling back as she stared at him with wide eyes. What little gathered conscious she had left recalled that drug, As clear as day she knew what it was.

Rophynol, Otherwise known as the date-rape drug.

Causes symptoms of confusion, Dizziness, Drowsiness, Lack of coordination, Loss of motor control and slurred speech. Often used by scummy people to knock out an unwilling victim, Usually for the purpose of..

Oh,

Oh fuck.

"Get- Get.. Get away.. Away!" [F/N] tried to yell but it came out as a wheeze, Stumbling back, Almost tripping over on her own feet. It felt like the world was spinning around her, Shaking around like it was encased in a snow globe.

There was no one around to help her, Everyone was so enthralled by the entertainment below that no one dared to come up here. Everyone except her and Shima, No one else around to hear her pleads for help.

Her eyes were wild as she looked at him, Like a cornered animal ready to bite.

His was casual, Looking at her with some synthetic sympathy.

"Don't worry, It's not what you're thinking. I'm not that much of a creep! I slipped it into your shake when you weren't looking earlier, Sorry 'bout this but my boss said that I was to return with you unharmed so.. Had to get creative with how I got you and all!" Shima laughed as he scratched the back of his head, Smiling innocently as if nothing was wrong.

[F/N] wheezed.

What? What was he saying? Who was.. Who was he talking..?

Illuminati.

[F/N] couldn't.. Couldn't get.. Get away. Get away. She needed to get away, Run.. Run away. Lewin, She needed to get Lewin.. Something was.. Something..

Shima got up from his leaning position on the balcony, Slightly stretching with a small yawn as he did.

"Alright, [F/N]. I'm gonna need you to come with me now, Okay? I ain't going to hurt you, My boss would kill me if I did!" He joked as he strolled towards her almost convulsing body, Her eyes untamed and barbaric.

His hands reached out, And in that moment [F/N] cried out.

"Ah-!" Shima yelped out once he felt a slice of what felt like a knife cross his cheek, A searing pain starting to settle into his skin. Blood spurted out from the paper-cut like wound, Muscles tensing.

In [F/N]'s shaky hands was a summoning paper, In her stupor somehow able to pull them out and cut her thumb.

Sylphs floated around her, Glowing an angry luminescent blue and the air around them much fresher than before, Angry faces starting to dart towards him like arrows.

"Aha-! You really are impressive, Should've expected as much from an Arc Knight's apprentice!" Shima complimented in a swift moment, Pulling out his k'rik from within a pocket of his suit and extending it to it's full length.

The gold gleamed in the air, The hoops on the end rattling as he slammed it down towards the oncoming sylphs.

But it stopped.

Before the end of his staff could hit the floor, The fresh air emitted by the sylphs had vanished from the sight. Shima paused in his movements, Eyes raising up to realise that they had disappeared entirely.

He blinked, Sight lowering down.

[F/N] laid fallen upon the rocky pavement, Mouth ajar and dripping in her own saliva. Eyes rolled up to their whites as she convulsed on the floor. The sylphs gone with her, Disappeared once she had finally fallen unconscious.

Shima let out the biggest sigh of his life.

Luckily he didn't need to deal with [F/N], Who had already shown skill incredible and insanely difficult to deal with talents in taming. It would've been impossible to capture her without any sedative, And he needed this to go smoothly.

He still had to find Izumo, Of course!

☆♡☆

"Honey..?!"

"Daddy!!"

The cries of the mans family called out from behind him, Echoing up and out of the dingy stairwell they stood in.

It was cold, Frigid even. If it wasn't for the welcoming warmth outside it could've been mistaken for the winter, Mostly due to the freezer-like chill and the damp dripping conditions around them.

The bloody and beaten man was knelt towards the floor, Keeled and prostrated before The Paladin, An Arc Knight and an entire legion of exorcists, All surrounding him like a pack of dogs ready to snap and bite down onto his flesh.

"We're only getting started now.. As you can see, Your task has ended in failure." Lewin mused as he stood before the shaking man, A grin on his face as he almost looked fascinated by the dribble of blood spurting out from his wounds.

"Could you quickly tell us what's on at the big event?" His family, Terrified and shaking, They called out to him in horror. Lewin paid them no mind as he moved forward, Bending his knees and crouching down towards him.

The man still had his own ichor dripping down his face, Iron tasted teeth turning into a snarl.

"Monster!" He barked, Blood splattering onto the floor in front of him.

"Uh oh! Should you be using such an attitude?" Lewin laughed with a child-like smile as he lowered closer to the man, A gleam in his eyes as he spoke. "I'm gonna have to ask your wife and son!"

The mans bloodshot eyes widened at that, Flicking back from Lewin to his family in the matter of seconds. Blood poured out of his mouth faster than his expression turned sour, Horrified as he watched his family be restrained by a group of exorcists.

He shook his head, Eyes agape as they connected with his wife's.

"Don't.. They don't know anything!" The traitor sputtered as he turned back to face Lewin, Who smiled all the same at him. His wife and son, His pride and joy. They wouldn't.. They wouldn't dare…

Would they?

Lewin chuckled as his eyes seemed to part from under his hair, His elongated pupils and a gleam sharper than a sword in his eyes. The man only watched in horror, Listening to him as he spoke.

"Why bother acting like a good guy now?" Lewin asked as he examined him from his bloody head to severed toes. That sadistic smile downturned, Much more malicious now. "Both of us are monsters in this regard. Cut it out."

Lewin turned his head to meet the eyes of the mans family.

"Then.. Shall we start?" Lewin asked and suddenly the group of exorcists started to pull and manhandle the mans kin, Hands on their shoulders starting to tug them back. Their eyes widening, Struggling to no avail within the hands of the exorcists.

The man gasped.

"Daddy!" His son called out, Terrified face already bursting with tears.

"W-What are you doing..?!" The traitor called out. His expression petrified as he watched his family start to be dragged away into the sea of exorcists surrounding them, His wife wailing as she tried to call out for her son, Her husband all the while yelling for them to take their hands off her.

The man cried.

"W-We're kidnapping two girls hiding within the Japanese division, Both within the hour!" He called out as Lewin raised to his feet, The man watching him with both ire and fear in his eyes. "They're important for our organisation and our goals!"

Lewin frowned, Looking down at the man as he had finally given him the information he had wanted to know. He hummed, Resting his hands on his hips.

"Their names are?" He asked as he looked down at him.

The traitor gulped, Tasting his own blood.

"Izumo Kamiki..!" He rasped. Lewin stepped closer, Almost urging him to go on as the entire exorcist legion listened on.

"..And [F/N] Light!"

Lewin's heart stopped.

☆♡☆

A blinding white muffled by blurred vision, That was all [F/N] could see.

It felt like she was on a ship sailing on a billowing sea, Waves rocking the boat back and forth along the waves as seafoam sloshed at the sides. Rainy too, Pattering against the wild wind of the sails and the rickety wood of the body.

[F/N] wasn't in control of the wheel, Not able to steer her way through the rushing waves or the inky black of the clouds above. She wasn't able to see either, The rain too thick and the wind too fast to even see a proper route out.

Lewin.. Where was her brother?

Her eyelids raised, Though heavy and numb she managed to wretch them open. That blinding white became so much more prominent, So much more scorching to her eyes as she groaned at the sudden light.

"Ah.. You're awake."

A voice like stricken thunder shook her awake, Her eyes becoming lightweight as they shot open to come face to face with a blindingly bright room. Her body felt numb, Unbelievably so. As she rolled her shoulders she barely felt the cushions against them, Nor the clothes it pushed against.

[F/N] groaned, Her heart beginning to pound in her chest especially once she saw a humanoid blur come into focus. It seemed to sit across from her on what appeared to be.. A rather antique looking couch?

"L-Lew.. Lewin..?" [F/N] mumbled out. Her mind in shambles and her vision unfocused. What happened to her? Did she pass out on the couch? Did Lewin carry her home? [F/N] sniffled slightly, Head spinning as she tried to focus her vision.

"You must be confused.. I understand. Your body must be aching, I understand that too. I apologise for the way we had extracted you.. However it was deemed to be the most painless out of our options.." What?

That didn't sound like Lewin. That didn't sound like the jovial tune that sung every time he spoke. It sounded much more delicate, Much more bleak. [F/N] didn't recognise that voice, It certainly wasn't Lewin.

Opening her eyes a bit further, She tried to see through the blinding light.

"W-Who are..-"

Her eyes finally focused on a man sitting adjacent from her, Upon a rather expensive looking couch from the renaissance era. [F/N]'s breath hitched in her throat, Eyes widening, Not caring about the light now-

It was a man.

[F/N] felt her heart stop entirely at the sight of him, Her mouth growing dry. He sat right in front of her on the opposite couch, One leg over the other with posture that could make an old lord envious.

His hair was a beautiful blonde, One that shone white under the candle-light of the candelabra above. His eyes a glorious viridian like the tailfeathers of a rosella, Pupils cut down into slits stared at her with a soft gleam-

He was a demon.

[F/N] wanted to run.

"It is a pleasure to finally meet you.. [F/N]. This meeting is long overdue.."

She felt a wave of unease wash over her, Something was incredibly- Incredibly wrong. It wasn't the way he sat or the way he looked- No- It wasn't even the evident rot festering on his skin.

But it was just the air he gave off, So subtly overwhelming. A pit in her stomach forming as she looked at him closer and closer. He presented himself as dignified, As angelic even- But something about that just made [F/N] want to turn her head and puke-

He wasn't right. He was off-

[F/N] felt bile rise in the back of her throat.

"My name is Lucifer, Commander of The Illuminati and The King of Light." Lucifer spoke, His emerald eyes gleaming under the luminescence.

[F/N]'s heart stopped.

Her hands grasped the edges of the couch she sat on with a grip that could crush stone. The.. The King of Light? Lucifer? It couldn't be. But every cell, Every molecule, Every atom was screaming at her to run-

Something that could only be achieved by such accursed royalty.

"You are currently sitting within my estate, Again, I apologise for your rather abrupt summoning here." Lucifer spoke up once more as he slowly rested one of his legs over another, A hand gesturing towards the table. "Please, Feel free to indulge. These were specifically procured to your taste, You do enjoy sugar, Correct?"

[F/N] didn't want to eat, She wanted to puke. Her throat was dry yet she could do little but reach a trembling hand over to the collection of treats upon the table top. Trays of tarts, Plates stacked with parfait all on this antique little table.

Her fingers fumbling before grasping a macaroon, Her eyes never leaving the demon sitting across from her.

[F/N] couldn't even think.

Lucifer's face never changed. Never ticked, Never twitched. Watching calmly as she began to nibble on the outer shell of the macaroon, The one that happened to be the same flavour she had grown to favour. A gentle hum erupted from his throat.

[F/N] flinched.

"Is it to your liking?" Lucifer asks her, His expression unmoving as [F/N] froze up on the spot. [F/N] felt her mind race at such a simple question, Swallowing back what little of the macaroon she had ingested.

Don't be scared- Don't- Just don't try to look him in the eye- His eyes- Just don't-

"..Y-Yes- Uhm-" [F/N] blurted out. It came out hoarse as her hand darted up to pat her throat, Her jugular tensing.

"Homare." Lucifer called out, His voice a little louder than the melodious tone he held before. [F/N]'s eyes darted to her right as she heard firm, But swift footsteps make their way over to the table.

CLANK!

[F/N] gulped. Two tea cups were placed onto the table. Liquid pouring. A petite woman standing by [F/N]'s side with an ornate porcelain teapot in hand, Contrasted by the adorned look on her Illuminati uniform.

When did get she here?

Homare didn't look at [F/N] at all, Her eyes kept on the from behind her glasses. Lips thinned in a tight line. As she finished pouring the liquid, [F/N] quickly took the teacup. Anything to avoid his eyeline.

"You must be wondering why you're here." Lucifer spoke up once more, Homare's presence going ignored as she began to pour the simmering hot tea into the second cup. [F/N] bit her lip.

"L-Listen- I don't have any information to give you." [F/N] quickly said, Her words blurring together. "I don't- I don't get that kind of access. I've never been to- I've never even been to Italy..! I-"

"You are not here for information, We are aware you aren't privy to that kind of information." Lucifer cut in calmly as Homare finished pouring the tea into his cup, Gently picking it up as she drew back away from them, Somewhere back into the room.

[F/N] gulped.

"T-Then why-"

"You've caused quite a stir in Gehenna, Though I'm sure you are aware of that by now." Lucifer spoke, Taking a sip of his tea. "Even amongst my siblings, The other kings, You've made quite an impression on them."

Lucifer lowered the teacup from his lips, His eyelids fluttering as he set it down amongst the array of desserts on the table. Irises flicking back

"I have been hearing about you for quite a long time.. Ever since Astaroth had returned speaking of a little human girl who had caused his vessel's heart to start beating.." Lucifer trailed off, For once, His eyes narrowed. "I had excused it as the delusion brought on by his rapidly decaying body.. But then it was Iblis and Egyn.. Who both haven't stopped mentioning you, Even to this day.."

[F/N]'s grip on the tea cup tightened as he continued on, Memories of the day she had met the pair of kings flashing in her mind. They had remembered her, They didn't let go- Her penchant-

This was what Azazel had warned her about.

"I've been wanting to meet you, You see." Lucifer spoke, A glint appearing in the shimmer of his eyes. "Your.. Penchant, As you call it, I want you to explain it to me. Tell me how you inflict it on other demons, As it has become rather troubling.. Tell me, How do you make them believe they feel human love?"

[F/N] wanted to scoff, She really did.

Human love? As if such a creature could comprehend it.

Human love was gentle, Human love was passionate, Yet there was no string of words to ever describe it. You could call it kind, You could call it exciting. Bonding, Connecting, Warming.

But none of these were ever things such a monster could understand.

"I.. I-I don't know- I can't control it." [F/N] tried to explain, Ashamed of the terror rushing through her veins as she tried to make sense of her words. "I-It's not like I'm doing it on purpose- It just happens when I meet them, That- That somehow they just become more.. Friendly..?"

The word friendly tasted like venom on her tongue.

"I-I don't know how to explain it- I don't know how it happens. Just.." [F/N] took in a shaky breath, Raising her head up to him, Humiliated by what she was about to do. "P-Please, Let me go. I just want to go home- I don't have anything to give you just..! Please.."

Begging.

It made her feel disgusting.

But she needed to get out of here, Out of here before he became affected too.

Lucifer hummed, Unaffected by her words as he leaned back on the couch he was sitting in. He had picked up his tea again and began to sip on it once more, His body still tense, The rot on his skin continuing to fester.

"So you can't control it.." Lucifer mumbled as he peered down at the liquid circling in his teacup. [F/N] was sat on baited breath. Well aware of the eyes on her, The body guards, The Illuminati members that she was unable to see stationed about the room.

"N-No..- So could you please just.. Please let me go." [F/N] spoke quietly, Yet desperately, Trying her best to convince The King of Light to let her go. Like a mouse begging a cat to let it out from in-between it's claws.

Lucifer didn't respond. Just sat there. Staring down at his tea.

"P-Please.. I'm only an exwire, I couldn't do anything even if I tried-" The grip on the teacup handle tightened.

[F/N] cut herself off as she watched his jaw tighten, Shoulders squaring, The teacup beginning to shake from the sheer grasp he had on the handle.

"Commander..!"

CRASH!

[F/N]'s eyes widened as she watched the teacup slip from his fingers, Shattering on impact at the edge of the table. Lucifer groaned under his breath, Keeling over, His trembling gloved fingers grasping the ledge of the table.

Homare, The woman from before rushing over to his side followed by a small fleet of guards. [F/N] pushed herself back in suprise, Hadn't expecting the crowd as they rushed to their superiors side.

"What the-"

"It appears this body is much weaker than I had thought..-"

Lucifer grasped the side of his cheek, Where [F/N] watched as the decay visibly grew. She felt her eyes widen as Homare helped steady him. Her attention focused on him and only him, Her lips thinned. [F/N] blinked.

Was this her chance?

Demon Kings, Their bodies unable to handle their strength, Decaying faster the bigger they are. It was only correct that the strongest amongst them would be in constant pain, Constant torture.

She knew what she needed to do- To try.

[F/N] slowly released her grip on the couch. Lucifer keeled over, His guards and right-hand focused soley on him. Nudging herself to the side, Further, A little more. [F/N] needed to find summoning paper, Or at least something to prick her thumb-

[F/N] didn't expect to get far, Not without her dear sylphs-

CRASH!

[F/N] yelped.

Trays and platters fell to the floor, The desserts crumbling against the floor to make way for the arm that lunged out from amongst the small group. A hand grasped onto her wrist. A thinning, Shaky, Sickly hand with such unbelievable strength.

A pair of green eyes were illuminated through the parting of silvery hair, Wide, Staring at her. His instincts and his reflexes unmatched. [F/N] stared into them, Her throat going dry-

"Do not move-"

THUMP!

It was like a pin had been dropped in a silent room, Or a scream erupting within a library. It was the kind of thing that could be felt from miles away, Like the devastation of a tsunami or the the heat scorching off the sun.

And it was without any noise, Not much anyway.

His hand let go. [F/N] pushed herself back onto the couch, Her legs almost kicking in her scurry, Trying to get as far away from him as possible.

THUMP!

She knew what had happened when Lucifer had gasped for air, Like a drowning man taking his first breath of air. When his face moved like it had muscles underneath, Not tin and clockwork.

The guards all made barks of concern as he collapsed back onto the couch. Body jerking. His eyes wide as he stared up at the ceiling, Heaving, His chest raising up and down at an unnatural pace. His expression, It was-

"Commander..! Are you..-!"

"T-This heart.. This.." Lucifer breathed, In and out, His body splayed against the couch as his eyes lit up. The words of Homare went completely ignored. "This vessel-! T-This body..!"

Lucifer's hands grasped his vessel, One grasping the fabric and flesh covering his heart and the other almost frantically trailing up the rot that festered on the side of his face. His breathing ragged, Yet his body calm and almost relaxed.

"Commander..?" Homare's eyes widened as she watched him, Raising up as her eyes stared on with confusion. Lucifer grasped his chest, Where his heart was, His breathing slowing. Calming. If only a bit.

He shuddered, An audible shiver running down his spine. The fleet of guards stepped away from him, All looking at one and other at the scene. It was almost like his body had melted into the cushions, Relaxing, Like the numb procured from a good night's sleep.

"This body..!" Lucifer breathed out, His eyes aglow as he stared up at the ceiling above. His hand shook where it grasped his heart, The organ that began to thump. "There is no pain- I- What is.. It feels.. Good- No. It feels great..!"

Lucifer stirred, His head almost lolling to the side as he sat forward on the couch. His eyes looked almost dizzy, And if not for his unsightly self-control he would've collapsed right back onto the cushions.

[F/N] flinched when his head raised.

He was affected.

Lucifer's eyes snapped onto her, Widening, Watching.

"You..-!"

His voice sounded like he was parched, His eyes lighting up when he finally drew his attention back to her.

[F/N] could only yelp once she was yanked forward. When those hands grasped onto her wrists and tugged her forward. She almost collapsed over the table and the fallen trays, Barely grasping onto the edge to save herself.

"T-This was it..! I understand it now.. What my siblings were raving about, This is it..!" Lucifer rasped as he pulled her closer with such unthinkable strength, His stare scorching, Looking down at her- "You.. I understand now, Why they were so enthralled by you- I understand-!"

[F/N] yelped.

"No- No- NO-!" [F/N] yelled out, Unable to take it anymore. She cried out. Trying to yank her arm away from him to no avail. Lucifer only tightened his grip around her wrist. Painful, Almost bruising her skin.

"You..! You stay right there-!" Homare called out, A hiss in her voice as she quickly took charge and grasped onto [F/N]'s shoulder, Keeping her in place. [F/N] struggled, Trying her very best to get out of the woman's grasp but it was futile.

"L-Let go-!"

"Please.. Come closer." Lucifer almost begged, His voice quiet yet pleading as he relented the grasp he had on her to beckon her towards him.

Was the space between them too much? The two foot wide gap? [F/N] felt tears begin to prick in her eyes, Pure hatred running through her veins as Homare wrestled her up to her feet and began to shepherd her around the table.

She almost slipped on the polish of the wood, Trying to kick her way out of Homare's hold.

But it was useless.

[F/N] felt herself get pushed down onto the opposite couch, Her back hitting the cushions as a chill ran down her spine. Whenever this happened, Whenever another demon king got affected by her penchant she had always found a way out. To run or fight, She had always found a way out of here.

She always had. Always. Even now there was a way out, Wasn't there? There must be- Surely-

"There you are.. That is much better.." Lucifer spoke out, His voice returning to that gentle lilt though there was an undeniable warmth to it now. His eyes gleaming, Sitting there beside her, Facing her, His attention unwavering.

"Don't- Don't touch me-!" [F/N] cried out, Tears starting to trickle down her cheeks as Lucifer took them into his gloved palms. His touch was freezing, Even through the silky fabric.

It was enveloping too, His grasp a little too tight. How could she get out? How could she escape? His grasp make her skin feel dead and embalmed. The guards surrounded them, Homare especially keeping her eyes trained on [F/N] for any sudden movements.

Fuck. [F/N] trembled. There was no way she'd be able to get away, There was no chance. [F/N]'s reddening eyes were wide, Unable to remove them from Lucifer's. Tears falling down her face, Sizzling at her skin.

How could she get away? In the end she was still just a girl.

The same girl refused to follow her friend into the forest.

Oh, Who was [F/N] kidding?

She was still a kid.

A stupid, Scared, Sniffling little kid.

"No.. No. Why are you crying?" Lucifer asked quietly, Eyes narrowing. His thumb rubbing circles into the skin of her cheek. Wiping away the tears that erupted from her ducts. "It.. Does not feel good to see.. Tell me, What is it that you want? What will make you stop?"

[F/N] hiccupped.

"To go home-! Let me go home-!"

"-No. Anything but that." Lucifer answered quickly, His lips thinning. His hands holding her face growing tighter at her words. "I'll give you anything else.. You see, This vessel.. I have never been able to exist a moment in this world without pain.. An ache that never dissolved, Not until now.."

Lucifer's voice almost shook, The euphoria of normalcy was overwhelming, Overtaking. It was something he could feel in his very being. [F/N] hiccupped, Her throat aching.

Lucifer parted his eyes from hers for only a moment, Glancing up at his right-hand.

"Homare.. Please summon a cleaner to fix this mess as well as more tea." Lucifer ordered firmly, Still gripping [F/N]'s crying face in his hands as Homare saluted and bowed, Barking out a "Yes, Sir..!" before quickly making her way towards the rooms pair of doors.

It was only once they opened and shut did Lucifer return his gaze towards her. Such a sickening, Burning gaze.

It was calculating, Thinking, Asking himself what he was to do.

"Now.."

Tears continued to run down her face even when she was tugged closer. Gently, Yet firm as she felt his arms awkwardly rest around her in what could only be described as an android's attempt at a hug.

His movements were stiff, His limbs not use to the action he was doing. An arm around her back with another on the back of her head. He had leant down, Her head resting on his shoulder. It was if he was trying to mimic what others have done before, A fraudulent copy of what usually was such a genuine action.

[F/N] didn't even fight back, Not when she felt the stare of the entire guard on her back.

"..Does this make you feel better?" Lucifer asked after a moment, His head resting atop hers. [F/N] still shook in his grasp, His cold and mechanic grasp. Feeling his fingers weave themselves into her hair, Firmer than what she expected.

Awkward, But firm enough to ensure she would be unable to get out.

It didn't make her feel better, Not in the slightest. [F/N] tried her best to calm herself down, To think rationally. To imagine that she was hugging someone she actually loved, Like Lewin or Osceola or her friends from the cram school.

Friends, They really were her friends.

[F/N] sniffled, Trying to imagine she was with them and not Lucifer right now. Imagining the smell of ash in the classroom, The obnoxiously coloured halls, The echoing chatter that bounced around the room.

[F/N] missed them. Her friends. Her actual friends. She had companions for once in her life. She had a network, A system she could rely on when she fell, Knowing that they would help her get back up.

[F/N] hoped they were coming for her, To help her get out of here. Anywhere but here, Anywhere.

"Commander."

Homare had returned, Had it been that long? [F/N] saw her standing there through the blur of her tears, Arms positioned behind her back and her eyes a little bit wider than they were before.

There was no tray of tea in her hands like she was ordered to bring.

[F/N]'s eyes widened.

A sudden chill washing over her.

"Commander, I apologise for returning so quickly however I've just been informed that we have- Erm.. Guests." Homare coughed on the last part, Almost as if figuring out how to put it.

Readjusting her glasses she spoke once again.

"The other demon kings, They are here."

[F/N] felt her heart stop.

The demon kings.. They..

They were here?

Lucifer let go of [F/N] however reluctantly, Releasing her from his hold. He pushed himself up to his feet and readjusted his uniform, Settling the velvet of his cape back over his shoulders as he turned to face Homare.

"I had expected this much.. I can sense their presence already.." Lucifer spoke calmly as he dusted himself off. "Not just Astaroth, Iblis and Egyn.. I can sense that Beelzebub, Amaimon and Samael are here as well.."

"Yes, Commander. They are currently standing within the foyer as we speak, They are currently waiting for you."

"Is Samael willing to talk?"

"Yes, I believe he was the one that alerted Beelzebub and Amaimon here. He has not came with anyone from The Order."

"I see. Good."

[F/N] felt her heart near explode. The kings, Demons, The worst of them all.

They were here.

A cold sweat covered her skin worse than it had before, Tears and snot dribbling down her face even harder. All of them, The ones she had met over the years, They had never forgotten her and now they were here.

[F/N] couldn't fight, Couldn't scream, She couldn't run anymore like she had done so many times in the past.

This was it.

There was no escaping now.

"Prepare the master dining room for a feast, Summon the cooks to prepare food however last-minute. Whatever they deem is best."

"How many chairs, Commander?"

"Nine. I can sense Azazel has recently found himself a vessel, He should be arriving rather late but make room for him anyways."

Lucifer turned to her, The emerald in his eyes glinting as he looked down at her. That expression, The one of calm and collected demeanour holding something else now. Something much darker than his title suggested.

He turned to her, Examining her from head to toe.

"I suppose there would be no time to fix your appearance, Unfortunately. I don't believe that our siblings would stay patient much longer.." Lucifer remarked as he looked at her, Frozen there, Terrified out of her mind.

He turned to face her now, Homare already running off to complete her order. Lucifer looked at her from head to toe, At her expression of gritted teeth and sweat building on her brow.

Lucifer almost sighed.

"And I don't suppose you would come peacefully to the dining room either. You are still shaken from the unorthodox way I brought you here, Not to mention that I've heard you have a rather troublesome distaste for us demons." Lucifer almost lamented as he looked down at her.

He took a step forward, His hand raising in the air.

"Ah.. It's no matter. Today you have shown me how it feels to exist without pain, Without weakness." Lucifer spoke, Grateful, His words were dripping in it. "Even now I feel the beating of this vessel's heart, What a wonderous feeling. I understand what the rest of our siblings meant when they had told me.. And I thank you for that."

All of a sudden, He snapped his fingers.

[F/N] only heard the quick sounds of footsteps, Hundreds, Thousands. Echoing and ringing in her ears as she was hefted up to her feet. An arm under each of her pits, Carrying her, Holding her up with such daze in her expression.

Lucifer's gaze almost softened.

"This is familial love, Is it not? Even such a demon as I can be affected by it, By you." Lucifer spoke, So eerily, Dreamily. As the guards surrounding her began to take her away, Her mind in shambles with no more tears left to cry.

[F/N] felt her feet drag against the floor, Mind yelling at her- Screaming as she heard a door open.

Wishing this was all just a dream.

A ghost of a smile appeared across Lucifer's face, Only fitting on such a lifeless being.

"Don't try to fight or run, [F/N]. You may not favour demons, But as our newest sibling, You are sure to learn how to see things our way. However long it takes. Please, Try to behave yourself, Will you?"

The door slammed shut.

And suddenly, Everything turned black.