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sulumuns-dootah · 7 months ago

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WHB demons' favorite horror movies

⟡ Masterlist ⟡

A/N: Another long post including all our demon boys :D Also thought I'd change up the look of these all-demon big posts so lmk if you like this one ^^

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Satan

You'd expect him to pick some torture-porn, but he actually picks something supernatural

More specifically a movie with vengeful spirits

People hurting each other? meh... Spirits messing with people bc they're pissed? Well, now we're talking

Favorite movie: The Grudge (2004)

Sitri

Rather than something scary, Sitri like watching something cosy

Doesn't want to spill his tea when a jumpscare gets him

The only time he'll watch something like that is with his partner, so he can hear their heart race

Favorite movie: The Shining (1980)

Amy

(We've had Amy just for a little bit so bare with me)

Rebellious boi allert (?)

Pretty boy loves to watch movies about other boys ^^

Favorite movie: Lost boys (1987)

Leraye

In last year's halloween-themed post I wrote that Leraye doesn't care as long as the movie has thunderstorms in it and I still stand by that

Who has the brain capacity to remember movie names when most of your blood is rushing south?

Paimon

Please, please, please introduce Paimon to Hereditary!

Still, despite the movie literally having them in it, Pai prefers more of a "girly" horror

Favorite movie: Jennifer's body (2009)

Belial

Okay, not really a horror movie fan per se, but a horror musical?

With a lot of good music with funny lyrics?

And the type that Jiyu enjoys singing?

You've got Belial's attention

Favorite musical: Sweeney Todd (2007)

Astaroth

We've got a psychological horror fan on our hands!

Oh, and if the movie has the characters speak in unordinary way?

A local accent or different language has Astaroth interested instantly

Favorite movie: The Vvitch (2015)

Zagan

Zagan likes the old classics

Or the old movies where the characters don't speak

Sadly, he doesn't speak up for himself when the nobles are arguing what to watch, so he has to watch a lot of movies from the others

Favorite movie: Frankenstein (1931)

Ppyong

As brave as Ppyong thinks he is, he doesn't like horror movies that much

Usually, someone has to be with him for comfort and safety while watching anything remotely scary

Favorite movie: Any of the Scooby Doo movies

Mammon

I... don't think Mammon has a preference.

Part of me feels like he doesn't really get the point of watching movies

Like, if you suggest snuggling up and watching something, he'll be all for it, but only bc of the snuggling bit

Favorite movie: Your favorite movie

Bimet

Is anyone surprised that this gold-digger loves any movie that follows wealthy people?

Me neither

Doesn't matter what genre it is, he's The Rich Person Apologist™

Favorite movie: American psycho (2000)

Eligos

Eligos doesn't like scary movies, but(!) horror adjacent movies are his thing

Loves all those teenage witch shows and movies like The Craft

Oh, also Scream Queens ^^

Movie nights with Paimon and Eligos >>>>>>

Favorite movie: Elvira: Mistress of the Dark (1988)

Valefor

Since Valefor like to know about other people's experiences in bed, why not extend that to the type of media he likes?

Found footage feels right to say that Valefor would enjoy

Also, why do a lot of the found footage movies contain sex scenes? :/

Favorite movie: Ghoul (2015)

Leviathan

I bet you expected something Lovecraftian, huh?

So did I, but couldn't find any movie in that genre that would scream Levi's name

But you know who fits his aesthetic perfectly? Tim Burton's movies!

It also kinda makes sense since I'd imagine our poor PTSD-having demon would hate anything making him feel on edge

He's had enough of being scared

Favorite movie: Corpse Bride (2005)

Foras

Ooh, another psychological horror fan!

I also imagine that all the Hades nobles like theatre/musicals/ballet, so let's look for somethin in the middle...

Favorite movie: Black Swan (2010)

Barbatos

You can imagine how Barbatos reacts to most scary movies, which usually consist of dark scenes shot at night

Not to say he won't watch anything with you, but he will complain about how pale the actors are :/

Favorite movie: Midsommar (2019)

Glasyalabolas

Okay, we can all see this coming

This fucker (affectionate) loves his torture-porn

I mean, most of us have read his H-scene

Favorite movie: Hostel (2005)

Orias

Our old/young man loves movies with creepy children since he looks like one of them

Some even give him inspiration for acquiring more souls for himself

Favorite movie: Sinister (2012)

Beelzebub

To capture this idiot's attention, a movie needs to be really interesting to him

Likes his cannibal movies

They, just like to Orias, give him inspo, but this time for recipes

Favorite movie: Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974)

Bael

Bael is more grounded with his taste in movies

Still a slasher fan, but more on the realistic side

Imagining him just sitting on a couch/armchair while sipping some tea under a blanket while watching a movie gives me tired single mom vibe idk

Favorite movie: Psycho (1960)

Naberius

An obvious fan of Werewolf movies since he's one technically too

Kinda hopes that he can learn something about controlling his transformation from them

(I don't really like werewolves alltogether so I found this one on google - I hope it's good)

Favorite movie: Wolf (1994)

Stolas

Rebelllious boi 2

If there's guns that shoot, Stolas will watch it bc it goes with his tough guy persona

Favorite movie: The Purge (2013)

Amon

Given that he'll most likely fall asleep during the movie if he's not watching it with Beel or you in the room

Likes 90's movies in general bc they're more chill and more about the vibes

Favorite Movie: Scream (1996)

Ronove

Another torture-porn enjoyer

Surprise surprise?

Yeah, him and Glasya having a movie night is an experience only for the stongest

Favorite movie: Laid to Rest (2009) or The Collector (2009)

Phenix

Phenix loves any and all movies and they don't need to be scary or anything due to their affliction

Still, I think if they weren't under Asmo's influence, they would enjoy a good succubus/siren movie

Favorite movie: Siren (2016)

Dantalian

Yep, another torture-porn fan, except this time for the opposite reasons

Glasya and Ronove look for fun gore, Danta is looking for hot ways to die

Favorite movie: Audition (1999)

Belphegor

Okay, not a movie but an anime

What else would you expect from our weeb snoozer?

Favorite anime: Junji Ito Maniac! (2023)

Beleth

Usually, Beleth loves his mafia type of movies

When it comes to horror, he wants to be laughing hard

Bonus points if he can relate in some sort of sense to the main villain

Favorite movie: Beetlejuice (1988)

Gusion

Teacher boy loves his horror villains S-M-A-R-T

Like the calculated, composed type

Favorite movie: Silence of the Lambs (2001)

Bathin

There's nothing scarier to Bathin than being contained to one place without the possibility to escape

It makes him feel claustrophobic no matter how big the place is

Like you could lock him up in a castle full of spacey rooms and he'll be anxious

Favorite movie: Misery (1990)

Andrealphus

Since Andre can't see, I don't really think he's enjoy movies

He does, however love the audio stuff

Audioboooks and horror game OSTs are his go-to's during spooky season

Favorite audiobook: Between two Fires

Favorite game OST: Layers of Fear

Agares

Since Belphie took Niflheim from him, Agares realised he really loves his vengeful spirit movies

'They took from her so she started taking from them'

or how the quote was in his favorite movie

Favorite movie: The Woman in Black (2012)

Vassago

With his love for speeches and such, Vassago finds himself ofhen enjoying the religious horrors

Bonus points if there actually are some speech scenes

Favorite movie: Midnight Mass (2021)

Lucifer

If there's a movie containing the Antichrist, Luci is interested

He kinda also finds it amusing to see humans fumble with their demon names and stories

Favorite movie: The Omen (1976)

Morax

It might be a bit childish, but Morax likes movies themed around holidays

Bonus points if there is an adorable character

Favorite movie: Trick 'r Treat (2007)

Buer

Buer loves a good mindfuck movie with an unexpected twist

Other psychological horrors are good too, but you know...

There's nothing better than a lore drop that makes you wanna rewatch the movie from beginning and look for the subtle hints

Favorite movie: Orphan (2009)

Marbas

The last member of our gore aficionados

The only struggle for Marbas is to not criticize some anatomy errors of the sfx team

Favorite movie: Terrifier (2016)

Gamigin

It's rare for this babey dragon to watch horrors, but if he's with someone, he will

Once he's watched one already, he's less scared and will watch it again alone

Any movie where he can relate to a character is an instant hyperfixation until another movie comes around

Favorite movie: The Boy (2016)

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r0-boat · 8 months ago

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Whb!Lucifer wedding headcanons

This one is less jokey and more wholesome than mammon's. my mistake 😭

Headcannon: that angels and humans have similar wedding traditions because it was angels who taught humans their tradition of weddings. Even though it has changed a little bit, the more traditional Christian weddings are similar to angels!

Lucifer sees you as his future spouse. You make him feel every strong feeling that he's never felt before in his life. He's never wanted anything more in his immortal life. Everything he does and says with you is specifically to you for you. There is a reason why Lucifer only calls you "child of Adam" when you're around. You were his first kiss, and you were his first time, and as much as he loved God, you were his first romantic love, and his last.

First of all he is a man of God. And there is a very beautiful white marble church built and designed after the buildings in heaven. He frequently goes there when He feels particularly homesick. If you think you're going to marry Lucifer who's canonically still worships God and not get married in a church You are mistaken. Traditional Christian wedding a picture perfect white wedding like you see in Disney movies. He's not a complete prude He will gladly change anything you want from the wedding. The only thing he will not change is the venue and where the wedding takes place.

When you see the church it will be a white marble castle, its courtyard and backyard filled with beautiful flowers. Flowers he brought from heaven or earth or anything he thought was beautiful that reminded him of his home and brothers before he fell.

Lucifer is a little bit of a perfectionist. If there's anything you want about your wedding you better tell him now. He doesn't want you to lift a finger for your own ceremony just let him do all the work. The wedding hasn't even started and he's already calling you my groom/bride.

The two of you won't be seeing each other until the ceremony. But in Lucifer's words "it's not completely because of tradition dear it's because if I see you I don't think that outfit will live to see another night. And no one will see you until after our honeymoon."

Lucifer at first did not want to participate in the bachelor party However The other Kings are free to go have fun. But the Kings did not take no for an answer and dragged him to have fun in Tartaros to have fun.

During the ceremony his eyes are on you only. Looking at you with pupils dilated, a small pleasant smile and half-lit eyes. His voice becomes soft and husky whenever he talks about or to you. He ends in endearment and words of affection and affirmation calling you little pet names that he's collected for you over the years.

Lucifer is glued to your side a little uncharacteristically So, following you around like a lost puppy, his arm constantly around your waist holding you as if you are a part of him And if he lets you go, he will lose you forever. The entire day, he worships you and has dots on you, almost becoming a little smothering.

The kings are a little uncomfortable because of the choice of venue, but they're here to support your wedding for Lucifer. It's not like they can crash/stop, or protest in any way. Lucifer isn't one for play fighting. (Don't worry; notorious party Crashers have been contained via duct tape) Lucifer is sad because his angel brothers will not attend his wedding, but that's okay. His new brothers and beautiful wife/husband are here so he won't be alone.

The night after the ceremony when all demons go home. After You finally become his, He takes you into his bedroom, laying you on to his silk and sheets, and he makes love to you. No, he doesn't fuck you. He doesn't make you scream. He makes love to you; he worships you like you are his God.

For a honeymoon he would let you choose the destination, anywhere on Earth. He just wants to get away from it all, from heaven and hell because he wants you to be his entire world.

#ro.chatting #I wanted to add mammon walking down the aisle because it's cute. But I ultimately scrapped it.#whb #what in hell is bad #wihib #what in “hell” is bad?#whb lucifer #whb x reader #whb x mc #suggestive

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nightstarbutterfly · 6 months ago

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Demon slayer manga spoiler!!

So when mitsuri and obanai die in each other's arms and mitsuri tells obanai that she wants to marry him in the afterlife can you imagine that except it's you and gojo fighting sukuna and you guys die in each other's arms while you say that to him 😭

"Satoru-san did we win?" You said tiredly "yes... We won sukuna is dead" gojo responded holding you in his arms "I'm glad to hear that I don't feel any pain so I guess I'm dying" you said with a heavy heart not wanting this to be the end "I'll probably die soon too you aren't alone" gojo said looking down at you

"Satoru-san don't die yet I wasn't that much use in the fight I'm so sorry" you said shaking a bit for the cries you wanted to let out "no that isn't true please don't say that" gojo said nodding his head "ah... Satoru-san do you remember when we first met? I was actually lost and you helped me" you said smiling at the memory

"no it was the other way around you were such a normal girl when we first met that you saved me you got excited over the smallest things and your laughter was like bells ringing you must have struggled on your way to become a jujutsu sorcerer but you didn't give any indication of that I enjoyed talking to you and was happy to feel like a normal teenage boy" he said smiling with you at those memories you guys shared together

"Your bottomless, cheerfulness and kindness has saved many people so you should be proud I'm sure the others felt the same way I would never let anyone say otherwise" he said his grip on you never loosened you felt extremely happy hearing that from him that your tears came back and fell like a waterfall this time

"Waaah! I'm so happy I care about you so much Satoru-san! The meals always tasted best with you Satoru because you look at me with so much affection! Satoru-san please if we're reborn and we're reborn as humans can I be your bride?" You said in between sobs "yes of course if you will agree to have me and this time I will make you happy and protect so you don't die something I couldn't do in this timeline" satoru said holding you as tightly as possible not wanting to ever let you go

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the-ferocious-kittyrose · 1 year ago

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Hazbin Hotel Ep1 Rewrite

Okay, let’s get the shit I like first out of the way. Animation? Beautiful. Art style? Iconic. Music? Pops off.

Okay, now the fun part…

First let me just say, I adore biblical lore. So when I see something changed from the og lore, where I think the og was more interesting, I cannot let it go.

(I’m gonna focus on the Charlie storyline in the episode)

1. The Backstory

Let’s start with the first scene, the backstory of Lucifer and Lilith. In the show, they got some of the timeline and motivations wrong. I understand that the story is sugar coated, but hear me out.

“Once upon a time, there was a dazzling kingdom protected by golden gates, known as Heaven. Home to beings of pure light. Angels that worshiped good and lived in peace and harmony under the rule of God. The most beautiful of the Angels was Lucifer. He was a dreamer, with fantastical ideas for all creation. But he was restricted by God and the elders of Heaven, for they felt his way of thinking was dangerous to the order of their world.

Outraged by this injustice, Lucifer gathered an army of Angels, and declared war on the kingdom of Heaven. The battle raged on for centuries, but in the end, Heaven reigned victorious. As punishment for their betrayal, Lucifer and his army were cast out of Heaven. Banished to a crumbling wasteland, where the light of God could not reach. But Lucifer would not wallow in failure. From the barren landscape he rose a beautiful golden palace, crowned himself king and crafted a plan to share his freedom with God’s newest creation. Humanity.”

(I like to imagine that when Lucifer and his army fell, their wings burned up, leaving scattered feathers everywhere. In order to fly to Eden, Lucifer gathered these burned feathers and turned them into a new pair of wings for himself. They were black, messy, and trailed billowing smoke, but they could fly.)

Now for the Lilith part of the story. The more popular interpretation of her is that she is the first wife of Adam, but there is another version too, one where she is Adam’s second Wife after Eve. I personally prefer the latter because I can’t see anyone sinning or getting cast out of Edan before Eve eats the apple.

“He approached the garden of Edan in disguise, and offered the forbidden fruit of knowledge to the mother of humanity, Eve, who gladly accepted. But with the gift of knowledge and freedom, came a terrible curse. Evil bleed into the earth, and humanity was infected by darkness and sin.

For her disobedience Eve was cast out of Edan, to the dismay of her love, Adam. To appease him, the Angels crafted him a new bride, Lilith. Lilith was beautiful, with a voice so enchanting even Lucifer was mesmerized, but she was strong willed and refused to be subservient to her new husband. She fled from the garden, and rather than chase her, Adam found the tree of knowledge and bit into the forbidden fruit, so he could follow his true love, and be with her once more.

Lilith wandered, lost and alone, until she was found by Lucifer. Enamored by her beauty and iron will, he gave her his heart and made her his queen.”

Then you have the bit about Lucifer becoming depressed while Lilith thrived in Hell. I hate this! I was looking forward to a demonic Mortica and Gomez, not another Stolas and Stella. Plus, I’ve never been a fan of uwu sad misunderstood Lucifer. He is a complex character, but too often he’s over simplified by people who read Paradise Lost in high school and misinterpreted Lucifer as a tragic anti hero who was treated unfairly by the evil Angels. Lucifer can be tragic, even sympathetic. He can be fun and a caring father. But don’t forget that he is king of Hell. He is the prince of pride. He has an ego the size of east Texas and waged war against God himself.

And let’s not forget that in the show he is the head honcho over a strict cast system that encourages violence, allows the worst of the worst to take power, and leaves the hellborn races at the bottom at a severe disadvantage.

In this rewrite, Lucifer and Lilith essentially switch places, except Lilith isn’t a pathetic push over, she’s an incredibly famous rockstar, who’s always busy and not around often, but still has a bigger role in her daughter’s life than her husband, who’s been mia doing king shit.

And the last thing we hear about in the intro monologue is that the exterminations happens to prevent Hell from rising against them, which while that may be the case, don’t have Charlie say it!!! That realization for her would make the entire hotel superfluous! Charlie has to think that the problem truly is overpopulation.

2. Meeting with Adam

Let’s start with Adam himself. I hate this character. Especially as an adaptation of Adam. Yes, Adam is misogynistic. He expected Lilith to be subservient to him, but he wouldn’t be the frat boy type of misogynist, he’d be the old school chivalrous type. Grandpa style sexism. And shouldn’t the father of humanity care about his descendants? It doesn’t make any sense for him to be an executioner. He should be the leader of the guardian Angels or something.

In this rewrite, Adam is not the leader of the executioners, instead it’s the Angel Dumah. Dumah is the angel over the wicked dead, and he was appointed by God to torment sinners in Hell.

I want him to be an actual intimidating antagonist. He rarely speaks (his name means “silence”) and has many eyes (is described as having a thousand eyes)

As for the exorcists, they are Angels, but not actual dead humans wearing mask. They just look like that. Dumah is described as having tens of thousands of Angels of Destruction at his disposal. That’s what the exorcists are going to be, but instead of thousands, I’ll give him five. They don’t speak and are hardly sentient. They stand on top of the tower like gargoyles, until they “come to life” for the execution.

“But it’s a comedy! Shouldn’t they be funny?” No. It’s all about how characters react to them. The Litch in Adventure Time is a good example of this.

So obviously the meeting goes a lot differently.

Charlie gets a call, looks at the number, and excitedly tells everyone to, “shooooosh!” She takes the call nervously, saying, “yeah! Okay! Yes! Of course! I’ll be right there! Thank you SOOO much!!!” She hangs up and happily tells Vaggie that Dumah requested a meeting with her. Vaggie is nervous and says she should probably go with her, but Charlie says that she’ll be fine and tells her to stay and work on the commercial. She leaves excited that the Angels may finally be taking her seriously.

She makes it to the clock tower’s board room, where Dumah sits silently at the end of the table. Charlie nervously starts to greet him before she realizes they’re not alone. The Angels, Gabriel and Uriel have come from Heaven, for a meeting with Hell’s princess.

Uriel remains professional, politely bowing her head as she greeted Charlie. Gabriel on the other hand, threw his arms out, happily yelling, “Charlotte!!!” He wrapped her in an uncomfortably tight and awkward hug, saying how much she’s grown since he last saw her. He’s like a chill but estranged uncle meeting his now adult niece who he hasn’t seen since she was a baby and has no memory of him whatsoever.

Uriel watches the whole thing in embarrassment. She tells Charlie that Dumah had contacted them, regarding some, “interesting,” ideas about the extermination.

Charlie starts with her pitch, but Gabriel insists that they should take some time to catch up first. He claps his hands and summons plates of food for everyone. When we cut back to them, Gabriel is in the middle of telling the story about almost getting his ass kicked by Joseph when he told him his virgin wife was pregnant.

Uriel cuts him off, saying she doesn’t need to hear this story for the eighth millionth time. She turns to Charlie, exasperated, and tells her to get on with the pitch.

Charlie says that she has a potential solution for the over population problem in Hell. Uriel, Gabriel, and Dumah look at her blankly. Gabriel asks, “overpopulation?”

Charlie goes on to explain that she knows overpopulation is a big problem, but 275 sinners were executed this year alone and she just can’t stand to watch her people be slaughtered anymore.

Uriel asks if she’s suggesting an alternative, and Charlie very excitedly pitches her idea for the hotel. Uriel and Gabriel wear a matching “wtf” face and look back and forth at eachother like, “does this girl know what she’s suggesting?”

As Charlie is finishing, Uriel is visibly annoyed. She interrupts Charlie, complaining that this is ridiculous and has all been a massive waste of time as she stands up to leave. Charlie tries to stop her, saying, “please, you don’t understand.”

Uriel snaps back, “no, you don’t understand! They had their chance in life and they earned damnation.”

Charlie responds, “you're wrong. Sinners made mistakes, sure, but everyone makes mistakes.”

Uriel pinches the bridge of her nose (or where a nose would be on a person) “a mistake happens once. It’s an accident, an error in judgment due to naivety. Of course mistakes can be forgiven, but we’re not talking about mistakes, are we? These sinners had a choice, and they chose to live in sin.”

“A choice they now regret!” Charlie defends.

“It takes a lot more than regret to be forgiven.” Uriel says coldly. “It takes remorse.”

Gabriel chimes in, “she has a point, Charlie. It’s easy to make someone regret their actions, but to have them feel true selfless remorse, that is much more difficult.”

Charlie furrows her brow and starts to look defeated.

“But perhaps not impossible.”

Charlie beams with excitement. Gabriel explains that this is a big decision, too big to be made right now, but if she can successfully redeem one demon, they will allow her to come to heaven and pitch her idea to the entire Angelic court. Uriel tries to argue, but Gabriel just says they’ll discuss it later. Charlie gives him a tight hug before he and Uriel disappear.

As she turns to leave, Dumah puts his hand on her shoulder. This is the first time he’s moved in the entire scene. He stares at her coldly and says, “the only reason you’re here is your father has spared you from the executioner’s blade. If I had my way. Each and every one of you would be slaughtered.”

Charlie stares up at him. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

For context, part of the reason Gabriel and Uriel were initially confused by Charlie’s proposal is because they know that Lucifer is trying to keep Hell’s population as high as possible, in preparation for the second war with heaven. That’s why he and the other princes of hell work to manipulate humanity and temp them towards sin (i.e. succubi and incubi). That’s why he arranges marriages between powerful demons to make powerful demon children (i.e. Stolas and Stella). He needs as many demons possible for his army if he’s gonna have a chance at winning. So obviously, sending sinners to heaven, aka the opposing force, is the LAST thing Lucifer would want.

#Hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel rewrite #charlie morningstar #adam hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #hazbin lilith #lucifer morningstar #lilith hazbin hotel #vaggie hazbin hotel

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space-mermaid-writing · 1 month ago

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Of monsters and men [IronStrange]

Summary: Some kidnappers fucked up big time and now Tony is bonded to this strange demon he continues to summon by accident.

Tags: demon!Stephen Strange, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Angst, Whump, body horror, protective Stephen Strange, Stephen Strange needs a hug

Author's note: Okay, so this chapter was rather short. It's still short but it was even shorter. The day before yesterday I decided I want we can't have that. I founded a few more things I wanted to tell in it anyway. That also means this chapter lost its beta-proofread-ness. Instead I like to dedicate it to both @harpywritesfic and @kvjjjjjj. You should read this again (there is more now), and then I'm going to hug you.

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Chapter 7: Movie Night

“I’ve got a very important question.” Tony held up two bags when Stephen appeared in the kitchen. “Caramel popcorn or nachos and cheese?”

“Preferably something non-sticky.”

“There’s also ice cream in the freezer,” Tony offered.

Stephen tilted his head, considering the options.

“Nachos,” he decided.

“Great choice.”

It had become a regular occurrence between the two of them. Every other week, Tony summoned the demon for dinner and a movie. Or a movie and snacks.

Stephen seemed to enjoy it, and every time he appeared he looked a little bit more human. Except from his purple-ish skin color, the pointy ears and the occasional third eye he sported. Okay, he didn’t look human at all, but he was low on that eerie aura these days.

Tony always chose classic movies, nothing too heavy. Sometimes Stephen surprised Tony – and himself – by muttering along a quote when he remembered something, his voice a strange blend of gravel and melody that made Tony chuckle. It was moments like these that made Tony realize how much he had come to appreciate Stephen’s company, despite the demon’s otherworldly appearance.

They often talked while watching their movies – today it was The Princess Bride – either commenting on it or Tony asking Stephen questions about just anything that popped into his mind. The dialogue flowed easily between them, a testament to the growing bond they shared.

“Are there others like you in your… dimension?” he asked, curiosity piqued as he reached for a handful of nachos.

They were sitting on the couch, and Stephen had hogged the snacks, and Tony let him. It was a small price to pay for seeing the joy in the demon's face when he munched on it.

The demon tilted his head, a gesture that Tony had come to recognize as a sign of contemplation. “There’s no one like me,” he explained, his voice low and thoughtful. “There are other creatures and entities, though. Some of them are more friendly than others.”

That didn’t sound very friendly at all. Or fun. Once again, Tony wondered what had happened to the former neurosurgeon that he had ended up as a demon. The contrast between Stephen’s past life and his current existence was stark, and it left Tony with a lingering urge to know more about this strange man. Jarvis was still on his task to dig out any piece of information of the past of Stephen Strange, MD, PhD, he could find. Eventually, Tony would present the growing file to Stephen, but he needed to make sure he had everything and that it was legit. There was no room for error for this. Stephen was too delicate – which really, should sound ridiculous since he was a demon. But that made the accuracy of the facts of his past even more important. Until the file was ready to be read by Stephen, it was safely hidden away.

Stephen had only been able to remember his own name after it had been prompted by Tony. And he had admitted, when Tony had asked him once, that his memory was foggy – at best.

“I’m defending Earth by preventing inhabitants of the Dark Dimension from slipping into this realm.”

Stephen held onto that purpose and took it seriously.

As far as Tony understood, Stephen carried this duty alone. The way the demon happily accepted to spend more time with Tony when summoned, told him that Stephen lived a very lonely life.

The way he leaned into every touch of the human, almost as if he were absorbing the warmth and comfort that came with it, spoke volumes.

Stephen was a creature full of contradictions.

On the one hand, he had no concept of personal space. He liked to crowd Tony especially when he was making sure that the engineer had no further injuries.

On the other hand, he seemed to shy away from physical closeness, unsure of how close he was allowed. When they sat together on the couch, Stephen left a ridiculous amount of space between them. As if he didn't want to get too close to Tony, didn't want to bother him with his presence. Tony quickly made it clear to the demon that he wasn't interested in maintaining that distance. After all, he was the one who summoned him. Tony was a person who had always reached out to his friends without thinking about it, a natural inclination that stemmed from his desire to connect with others.

He was also a person who noticed the little cues, the subtle shifts in body language that often spoke louder than words. It was not difficult to conclude that Stephen was simply not used to human interaction. The hesitance in his movements, all pointed to a deeper issue.

Being touch-starved was a serious problem. One that could lead to feelings of isolation and despair. And Tony was willing to do something about it.

Partly for the simple reason of showing Stephen that he wasn't afraid of him and didn't see him as a monster.

Tony began to experiment with small gestures of affection, testing the waters to see how Stephen would respond. He would casually place a hand on Stephen's shoulder during their conversations, or offer a reassuring pat on the back. Each time, he observed Stephen's reaction closely, looking for signs of discomfort or acceptance. To his delight, he noticed that Stephen began to relax, his body language shifting from tense and guarded to more open and receptive.

There was also that weird cloak that loved any kind of attention. Like a cat, it had rolled onto Tony’s lap as soon as he had sat down on the couch, preening when Tony gently played with the fabric.

Tony smiled. It was kinda cute.

He looked up at Stephen and noticed the demon watching them fondly. Without thinking about it, Tony reached out to Stephen, his expression a mixture of curiosity and something deeper – perhaps longing. Without thinking about it, Tony reached out to Stephen.

“Come here,” he said, his voice gentle yet firm.

Stephen moved closer slowly. He suddenly felt shy when Tony cupped his face. But he still leaned into the touch with a sigh, closing his eyes.

Tony pulled him into a full hug, enveloping Stephen in an embrace that felt both foreign and familiar.

At first, Stephen was too surprised to react. Then – slowly – he wrapped his long arms around Tony’s torso as well, burying his face into the crook of Tony’s neck. Stephen took in a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the human – something comforting and grounding.

It was unexpected, but welcome. Still, Stephen didn’t want to impose too much and he moved to withdraw.

Yet Tony’s hug remained firm.

As the cloak settled around them, cocooning them in a protective embrace, something seemed to break within Stephen. Tony felt a ripple moving over where their skin touched, followed by a soft sob that escaped Stephen’s lips. It was as if the dam had finally burst, allowing all the feelings he had kept bottled up to flow freely.

Tiny planted a soft kiss on the demon’s hair. “It’s okay. You’re not alone. I’ve got you.”

His words made Stephen curl up tighter, wrapping fully around him. This hug was long overdue. Tony didn’t let go but waited patiently until Stephen had calmed down, allowing the moment to stretch and breathe.

“I’m sorry,” Stephen said sheepishly when he finally withdrew, his voice barely above a whisper. Still, he didn’t fully let go of Tony, his fingers lingering on the fabric of Tony’s shirt as if it were a lifeline.

The engineer didn’t want to hear any of that. “Never apologize for craving a simple touch or for showing feelings.”

He moved on the couch until he was sitting against the back pillows, and he pulled Stephen in front of him, back resting against his chest. They settled like this for the rest of the movie, the cloak resembling a very lively blanket, wrapping them in a cocoon of warmth and safety.

As the film played on, Tony could feel the rhythm of Stephen’s breathing begin to steady, the tension in his body slowly dissipating as he relaxed. It was a beautiful sight.

#ironstrange #demon Stephen Strange #tony stark #stephen strange #doctor strange #marvel #whump #angst #hurt/comfort #fluff #demon!Stephen Strange #of monsters and men

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starsfic · 25 days ago

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Main AU List

These are not all of my AUs, these are just the main ones spinning around. Some of these need to be updated.

LEGO Monkie Kid

Art School AU- AU where everyone is mortal and the Traffic Light Trio attend the same art school. Ships in particular: rivals to friends to lovers Spicynoodles and former criminal and JTTW scholar Tripsun.

DND AU- An AU where everything past S1 is a DND campaign the gang is playing, DMed by Wukong, with Bai He as Xiaotian’s little sister.

Mortality Swap AU- Bai He becomes Lady Bone Demon’s successor against the forces of Sun Wukong and the descendants of his brothers. Needs to figure out S4-S5.

The Iron Princess AU- Ironbull and Spicynoodles swap places, with Tang’s tea delivery girl Iron stealing a container of Macaque’s shadow magic from the Demon Red family. Needs to figure out S4-S5.

The Stolen Prince AU- The classic Macaque raises Qi Xiaotian AU, with the fact that Macaque stole Xiaotian when he was a baby from Wukong and is raised in the Demon Bull stronghold as a (puppet) ally.

A New World- More of a headcanon, the cycle changes the story each time. Cracks in the story form when the stones are broken, allowing old characters to slip out and try to regain their roles, such as General Liu, who's role Macaque stole, and Wukong's children.

Gravity Falls

Weak Little Thing- An AU where Dipper and Mabel live in Gravity Falls part time and Stan refuses to leave the Shack because Ford can barely remember to take

Grandpa and Great-Uncle- An AU where Shermie is also in Gravity Falls

Came Back (Not) Wrong- Stan dies and Ford is so stricken with grief and regret that he makes another deal with his Muse. Stan is brought back to life with a working bullshit meter, while Ford angsts about their lost time.

The Three Siblings- Several of Bill's race survive by forcing themselves off the flat plane, including Tad Strange and Jill Cryptogram, Bill's older brother and younger sister. Jill is also an interdimensional therapist.

Poppy Playtime

Stuck Together- The Prototype and Player both die in their battle and wake up in the afterlife with all the children who died.

Save Everyone- Basically a Save Everyone AU, but not instantly best friends and I went a bit crazy with worldbuilding at some points.

Cult of the Lamb

Forced Back- Lambert submits to their sacrifice. Hundreds of years later, Narinder's estranged daughter brings them back to use as a hostage against her father.

The Five of the New Faith- Padme, the lamb of prophecy, brings back four other lambs, including their twin Sabe. The lambs switch between each other, keeping the bishops confused.

Death's Forced Bride- Meri was married to a black cat, having a daughter with him, before their death. Narinder gets yandere-level attached and refuses to let Meri die to reunite with their husband.

Majesty of Death- A lust ritual after Heket's death leads to the Lamb and the still-chained Narinder to sire a child

Sonic

Apothecary Diaries- Shadow plays Maomao, an apothecary who solves mysteries in the palace of Empress Sonia, aided by Prince Sonic.

Depressed Maria- Maria survives the ARK, but is placed in a coma and then in and out of stasis to learn more about NIDS. When she's finally released, she's determined to avenge Shadow, unaware that he's in his own stasis.

A Child in Exchange- Movie Shadow dies in the explosion. Soon after, the Black Arms come. Maria is held hostage in exchange for Shadow. Years later, the main universe is invaded and Shadow reunites with Maria in the worst way.

Leader, Where is Your Baby- More of a headcanon, but about movie Shadow's origins, where a mysterious hedgehog leader made a deal with Black Doom to create the ultimate lifeform.

BNHA

The Immortal Nine- Part of the quirk All For One gave Yoichi was an immortality quirk, leading to each wielder gaining immortality, even when it passed to the next user. After OFA is passed to Izuku, the former wielders decide to take up jobs at U.A. Also traitor Aizawa thrown in for flavor.

TADC

PI Pomni- More of a headcanon, but Pomni was a private investigator before joining the circus, hired to find any clues to Zooble and Gangle's missing person cases.

Dawn of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles- My version of the TMNT, basically throwing elements that I like together in a cauldron

Scooby Doo: Together Forever- Also my version of Scooby-Doo with elements thrown into the cauldron, including a poly and magical Mystery Inc.

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ofliterarynature · 4 months ago

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NOVEMBER 2024 WRAP UP

[ loved liked okay nope dnf (reread) ]

Kicking Ice • (The Bride of the Blue Wind) • Animal Farm • The Lost Manuscript • Heart's Blood • Hotel • The Liar's Knot • The Education of Pip • The Glassblower • Terec and the Wall • (The Hands of the Emperor) • The Village Library Demon Hunting Society • One Good Turn • The Silence of Bones • (The Raven Tower) • The Art Thief • Safer Places • Letters to Half-Moon Street

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Letters to Half-Moon Street - an absolutely charming epistolary regency romance told mostly through letters between the main character, his siblings, and his love interest. The mc is gay and demi-sexual (and a younger son) in a queer-norm England where gender norms have been replaced by rules about birth order, and there's magic - it's very Sorcery & Cecelia meets KJ Charles (if not quite as good). As I said, very charming, but when I read the two shorter follow ups, One Good Turn and The Education of Pip, it was pretty clear that the epistolary format (and romance) helped cover a lot of hurts. I applaud the author for including an aromantic character and trying to write stories about finding your place and self-recovery without romance, but in her attempt to create comfort she sacrificed any real development to the characters or the plot. (also, while the rich upper class characters are exceedingly nice to the lower-class characters, we still almost never see any of their servants. hmm.) There's a few more books in the series that are romances (and at least one looks like it might be epistolary), so we'll have to see if she improves. Fantastic covers though!

Safer Places - a comic collection that was supposed to be for my book club but didn't quite work out unfortunately! These comics were very strange and dreamlike, making me not quite sure what happened but very much wanting to think about it. The artist also returned to a story idea several times, sometimes taking on an entirely new shape, and it really lent a sense of connection to the book as a whole. Would recommend!

The Art Thief - I'm not really one for more narrative-type nonfiction or for true crime, but non-violent crime involving fine art? I don't know why I find the fine-art world (and crime) so fascinating, but I do, and I enjoyed this! It was actually a fairly nice, chill read to distract myself with in the middle of the election.

The Raven Tower - revisiting my first Ann Leckie 5 years later - this was incredible! Slow yes, but watching the story build itself out of all the pieces was absolutely fascinating. 100% satisfied with the ending, but it was also a bit of a cliff-hanger? I'll be absolutely fascinated to see what kind of stories Leckie felt compelled to write that take up half of the Lake of Souls collection.

The Silence of Bones - DNF @ 11%. I was very interested in this as a historical mystery with a female protagonist set in Korea, but leery of it being YA. I admit I wasn't a big fan of the audiobook narrator, but an hour and a half into the audiobook I still hadn't hadn't settled into the story, so decided to drop it.

The Village Library Demon Hunting Society - This was very high on my watch-list for 2024 due to my love for CM Waggoner's first book Unnatural Magic, but was somewhat leery of the cozy-fantasy vibes it was giving. My first shock came when it turned out to have a fairly modern and contemporary setting and was not in a fantasy other-world, though as expected it was definitely going for the cozy-fantasy and elderly-person-solves-murder vibes that are popular right now, and with which I've personally had mixed results. Overall though, it was aiming to be a sort of meta-commentary on cozy mystery tropes, which I think it was successful at! I think it definitely did better than its sci-fi cousin, the Midsolar Murders series by Mur Lafferty. I just wish it had a better title, this one is a bit of a mouthful and only semi-relevant.

The Hands of the Emperor - started slowly rereading this a few months ago with the intention of getting around to my first reread of the sequel. Honestly, the perfect book to be reading during an absolutely horrible election, I imagine I'll be burying my head in the Nine Worlds a lot in the upcoming years.

I wasn't quite ready to head directly into AtFotS after finishing Hands, so jumped around to some of Victoria's short stories I hadn't read yet. Terec and the Wall is the second Terec story - I admit I really don't have much interest in this sub-series? This one in particular was at least interesting in the second half because of its crossover with the Greenwing & Dart series, so I recommend you don't read this until you've read that. The Glassblower was...fine. It showed promise, but it was so short! I hope the second part fleshes out more, but idk. It's also related to the Ysthar collection of books, which is the only part of the Nine Worlds that I haven't bothered to revisit yet. To skip ahead a bit, the third of the Sisters Avramapul novellas is finally out! It's been a while so I decided to reread the first two books, starting with The Bride of the Blue Wind. It's a Bluebeard retelling and deals with pregnancy/body horror and is not for the faint-hearted! Sardeet was SO YOUNG in this, I don't think I quite realized before. Good but not my favorite of the series.

The Liar's Knot - loved loved loved. These books are so good even if (or because?) all of the plot twists are somewhat soap-operatic. I think this is my favorite in the series because the characters are a bit more settled but also having to learn to trust each other. And all of the secret identity reveals!!! I had a wonderful time.

Hotel -DNF @ 8%. picked this up at a recent library sale because a mystery at a hotel sounds cool! Then I started it on audiobook and realized it was a thriller (not my thing) written by a guy in the 60's (ditto). What I read was certainly passable and maybe I could have gotten through it, but I lost interest.

Heart's Blood - I've seen Marillier's work around somewhere, and picked this one up at a library book sale at some point. I got so close to DNF'ing this early on and almost wish I had. It wasn't bad I think, it has some beauty-and-the-beast vibes, but it felt excruciatingly slow, and something that I couldn't quite put my finger on was annoying the heck out of me. It made me wish more times than I should admit that I was reading Chalice by Robin McKinley instead. I'm not entirely scared off of trying Marillier's other work, but I'd proceed with extreme caution.

The Lost Manuscript - DNF @ 19%. A surprisingly lighthearted novel told in letters about a woman who finds a manuscript in a hotel bedside table and proceeds to track down the original author, only to discover someone else had added to the manuscript at some point after he lost it. She and her contacts try and trace its history back to find the mystery author. Seemed very nice, if you're looking for something calm and lighthearted? Just not what I was looking for at the time.

Animal Farm - somehow managed to escape reading this for school, and a podcast I listen to loves recommending this, so I picked up a copy at the same sale as Heart's Blood. I feel like I spent most of the book sagely nodding my head, like yup, that's how it can be! Very smart book, not a favorite but I'm glad I read it.

Kicking Ice - backed this on Kickstarter ages ago when I was still deep in my Check, Please! fervor. Finally picked it up because it was short and I needed to finish another book for my owned-tbr challenge. It was ok. Maybe a better choice if you're a young girl interested in hockey or sports in general? I also didn't like the art style used for most of the book, so a pass from me. I'm sure a lot of the info about the NWHL is also outdated by this point.

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chiharuhashibira · 1 year ago

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Can i make another request? About headcanons of kaigaku,genya and yorichi with a so that has the personality and background of yui komori from diabolik lovers,in case you don't know about the franchise let me explain it to you

Yui is a girl with a very happy and optimistic personality, she is shy, sensitive, kind, usually dense, noble and easy to put into submission. She tries to understand everything that happens around her and adapt to it, but she does not succeed easily since she is often unconscious of various things but she is very sincere and apparently very compassionate towards others.

She has especial blood that is very adictive and give more strenght to the ones who drink from her,i imagine that reader has been through a kidnapping situation(like yui) from demons because of her especial blood and role as "sacrificial bride" to some demons, i think reader would have many bite scars of those years of abuse and mistreatment from the demons before being rescued for her father(a demon slayer).

I hope this is not so much for you and youre Free to decline this,sorry for making many requests!

THANK YOU FOR THESE WONDERFUL PROMPTS @ultravioletqueen 💓

Here is your most awaited HC! So sorry that these took so long, I know you have been so excited for this. I'll close your other request (the screenshot) as I will just merge em here.

But yep, here it is!

For this, I will lean more on your second request which is about the "sacrificial bride" for the demons. Also, I won't be focusing on the sacrifice part, I'll be focusing on the moments that happened after X Character rescued her.

Also, a bit of disclaimer, this is the first time that I will write for Mui and Yori sooooo, please understand if they'll be a bit OC XD Also, I will age up Genya and Mui here to at least 18.

Little backstory: Y/N has a Marechi blood, and because of it, the townspeople started believing that sacrificing her would be the end of the demons' plague in their town. But then, X Character comes just in time before the demons could devour Y/N. She's full of blood and wounds. X Character manages to kill the demons. And with that, he took Y/N and his father away from that town, telling the people that what they did was wrong.

Years later while living together, both fall for each other but Y/N still suffers from the trauma. She lost her father and that added to the reason why she also lost her laughter and her jolly attitude. But with X Character, she manages to bring it all back again.

(So this is an AU where Genya and Muichiro are older but the war with Muzan still hasn't happened)

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐢, 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚, 𝐌𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨, 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐮, & 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝

Content Warnings: Not NSFW but has Curse Words/Blood/Abuse/Trauma/Angst/Possible Suggestive Scenes

🌸𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐢🌸

❥ You've been living with Yoriichi for years, and both of you have grown close. In fact, this relationship you have with him is too close to be called friends.

❥ Yoriichi notices every single detail about you. So you can't hide anything from him, as even the littlest of your motions, he sees it all.

❥ The swordsman isn't the funny type, but whenever you're sad, he makes sure to go comfort you. Eventually, you'll end up opening up about what bothers you. You've told him almost a thousand times how you miss your father and how angry you are with yourself for letting the townspeople in your old town almost kill you just because of your Marechi blood.

❥ Yoriichi won't ever be tired of listening to your litanies of pain, anger, and fear. At the end of it, the man will pull you into his arms and caress the scars on your body, trying his best to calm you down.

❥ There are times when he needs to leave you for his Demon Slayer priorities, but of course, knowing how strong he is and his history, you trust that he'll come back for you.

❥ Whenever he comes back, all he does is kiss you passionately. Surprisingly, Yoriichi is sweet. The man will take you on midnight strides, holding hands while bathing under the moon's rays. "I love you so much. You're my sun, Y/N."

❥ Sometimes, the man would even bathe you, showing you how special you are to him. You will feel bad because of your scars, but Yoriichi will make sure to erase those insecurities as he whispers how beautiful you still are while kissing all those scars on your body.

❥ Whenever you wake up from nightmares of your past, Yoriichi will make sure to comfort you. He will run his hands on your hair, which you liked the most. His calloused fingers against your skin feel so good, as this makes you feel secure.

❥ Yoriichi makes sure that you'll know how much he loves and cares for you. With his gentle words, physical connections, and emotional support You've lost your smile, but now it's back. Yoriichi is like the sun. No, he is your sun, and he guides you out of your dark past, making sure that no hint of darkness will hurt you again.

🌸𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚🌸

❥ You lived under Gyomei's care after Genya saved you from being the sacrificial bride to a demon who had been plaguing your hometown. With those years together, you decided to be a Demon Slayer, partnering with your saviour. And yes, both of you developed strong feelings for each other.

❥ You may be tough from the outside, but in reality, you are shy and have lots of insecurities and fear because of your dark past. Thankfully, you share that same feeling with Genya. Despite being so stubborn, the guy always makes sure that he is there for you.

❥ Genya takes care of you, and sometimes you think it is because you remind him of his dead siblings and his big brother, who shares the same blood type as yours. But no, he cares about you because you are you and he loves you. But sometimes, it'll be hard for him to admit it, as he always tries to hide his feelings. Of course, the times he is sweet aren't the determiner of his love. Genya just has a different way of showing it.

❥ He always listens to you, but of course, he refuses to share about himself. It's just that he wants to comfort you with his surprise embraces. Whenever you cry on his shoulders, he will rub your back in circles. You have a scar there, so you'll feel tingling sensations. But then, Genya will tell you that he'll never let anything bad happen to you now.

❥ His Demon Slayer priorities aren't an obstacle, as both of you work for the Corps. It's just that Genya is too stubborn; he loves tagging along with you on your missions. As much as he wants you to tag with him on his, he prefers you staying with his master, Gyomei, to train more. He's very protective, but not to the point that he oversteps you.

❥ Whenever he comes back from his missions, Genya's tsundere part is gone. The individual will immediately entice you to a more private area so he can gently caress your lips. Genya loves to caress the scar on your back, saying that it doesn't look bad. Actually, he adores you for who you are so much.

❥ The sweetest thing you can get from your lover is whenever he sleeps beside you and pulls you to cuddle with him. Sometimes, the painful memories will come, but Genya will tell you that those memories are just a small part of what's ahead of you. And you are more than the things that hurt you. Yes, he cusses a lot. "Fuck those villagers! They're bird brains for thinking sacrificing you will stop that fucking demon!" But eventually, he will stop doing that and will just tell you that he'll massage your back, and sometimes things will escalate from that massage.

❥ You don't know if Genya ever sleeps. He's the one who wakes you up whenever you have nightmares about your past. He will make sure to tell you that your captors will never come back for you. He won't let them. You trust Genya with all your heart, so his words never fail to soothe you.

❥ Despite both of your dark pasts, Genya is the light that keeps you on track. He had brought back the part that you had lost a long time ago, and you are happy because of that. You're one of his priorities. Even if he'll never share his feelings that easily, he will make sure to act on his best around you.

🌸𝐌𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨🌸

❥ With Muichiro's state, it's quite hard sometimes. But life is definitely better with him than with the townspeople who tried to kill you. Muichiro saved you, but sometimes you feel like you were just a bother. He didn't agree with you coming with him at first; he just kind of saved you because it's his job. But then things changed when you decided to stick with him, whether he liked it or not. You've lived with Muichiro for years now, and you've grown quite comfortable with him.

❥ Conversations? I doubt it. "You want to come with me, right? Bear with it." He'll tell you whenever you ask him why he won't talk to you. But it all changed when he came back from his mission in Swordsmith Village. He was just 14 back then, and that was the first time that you saw his eyes shine bright.

❥ Yes, that change was the reason why you're wrapped with him now on the bed. He is now 19. Five years later, that change happened, but it felt like yesterday. From the Muichiro who ignored your cries and never comforted you for all the pain you've felt since he rescued you. The guy changed into the sweetest being.

❥ He had seen all your scars, and the new scintillate in his eyes shows that they never bothered him. "Just imagine them as maps on your body. Without these, I wouldn't have found you." He'll tell you the first time you told him how insecure you were with those trails of the past that are painted on your body. What he meant was that without you in that moment, he wouldn't have met you. So those scars are nothing to him. You're still the most beautiful woman for him.

❥ Muichiro is serious about his job as a Hashira. But that didn't stop him from showering you with his newfound passion. He's surprisingly sweet. He'll bring home flowers or food from his missions. One time, he was even on a crutch when he went home, but your lover made sure to still bring you the most beautiful kimono that you have ever seen.

❥ Dates are never a problem. Muichiro loves taking strides, especially when it is with you. You'll always find yourself holding hands with him while walking around the estate where you both live. And yes, on those walks, expect that he'll kiss you.

❥ Muichiro learned how to comfort you. When you think of your father, who perished as a result of the demon that was wreaking havoc in your community, he would tightly embrace you and reassure you that it wasn't your fault. Muichiro doesn't like it when you think badly of yourself. So he will do anything to stop you from doing so.

❥ Muichiro will shush you whenever you're crying from your nightmares. He'll assure you that he's there with you. Caressing your face and looking into your eyes, the man will soothe your nerves.

❥ Muichiro is your newfound reason to continue living. Without him, you would have been gone. Your lover taught you that having Marechi blood isn't a curse. It's just that the people around you before were ignorant. He'll always tell you how special you are. And yes, he never fails to make you feel that way.

🌸𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐮🌸

❥ Kaigaku was your childhood friend until he disappeared. But then he came back into your life when he saved you from the demon who would kill you after the townspeople sacrificed you because of your Marechi blood.

❥ Kaigaku sees the littlest change in you. Yes, he fell in love with you after seeing you again after all those years. Despite the flaws that the demon had given you, Kaigaku still made sure that you'd never feel any different.

❥ Kaigaku is hotheaded. He almost punched the mayor of the town after knowing their idiotic reason for sacrificing you. Now that you had lived with him for so long, he had gotten a bit better at managing his anger issues. And yes, you've gotten your smile back again.

❥ Kaigaku definitely loves baby-ing you. Holding hands, kissing your scars—name it. He'll surely do it for you.

❥ Whenever he needs to leave for his Demon Slayer responsibilities, he makes sure that you are alright. He'll assure you that your captors before aren't coming back because... "If they will, I'll kill them."

❥ After those missions, Kaigaku will eventually shower you with his love. Your nights and days will be filled with happiness once again. He makes you feel secure, and that's what you love about him.

❥ He's your childhood friend, so there are times that you'll both remember things. Like the way you played with him on the meadows and how he is nicer with you than other kids. But yeah, he disappeared. Whenever that sad thought comes, Kaigaku will assure you that he won't leave you now.

❥ Nightmares are a common thing after a traumatic past. With those, Kaigaku will make sure to help you go back to sleep once again after he comforted you. He knows you miss your dad, but he'll say that you're in good hands now and your father is proud of you.

❥ Kaigaku isn't an open book, but he's ready to write new chapters of his life with you. He isn't perfect, but with his love, your smile and strength are back. You just love the man so much, as much as he loves you back.

¸¸♬·¯·♪·¯·♫¸¸ 𝓕𝓘𝓝𝓐𝓛𝓛𝓨 𝓓𝓞𝓝𝓔!¸¸♫·¯·♪¸♩·¯·♬¸¸

HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!

Thank you so much for waiting patiently 💓

Feel free to request, reblog, like, and comment! I would appreciate all the love 💓

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

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echantedtoon · 1 year ago

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What If: Hantengu Bros Edition

(Just picture what your quadruplets look like as in the pic below. I don't know the artist or anything else I found image on Pinterest.

DISCLAIMER: THIS WORK IS IN ABSOLUTELY NO WAY CANNON TO DEMON BRIDE AND IS NOT AN ENDING. IT IS A WHAT IF IDEA THAT I THOUGHT WOULD BE FUN TO WRITE. PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND GOING FORWARD.

Warnings: Karaku IS his own warning. Possibly some innuendos.

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Chaos. Noise. Loudness. About as much destruction as you could imagine with four noise makers running around everywhere.

And no. It wasn't them this time.

"Grandpa, tell us again how Papa Sekido got his head stuck in the vase!"

"That story again? You make him retell it ALL THE TIME!!"

You could only sit there and watch amused at the unknown chaos unfolding. But then again that was the regular thing for this family of yours. You barely paid attention to the red eyed boy shooting a scowl to his nearly identical brother. Really the only difference was their attitudes and their eye color matching their colored kimonos. Your eyes only briefly looked up from the kimono you were attempting to sew back together, the tears accidentally left by Urogi's talons from rough housing with the boys again.

"Kido." Said red eyed boy looked at you. "If Kara wants to hear the story again then let him tell it. You don't have to listen if you don't want to."

Said eight year old pouted as his green eyed brother smirked in triumph. "That's not fair! How come Kara always gets to pick what we have to hear!? I want a turn to pick a story!"

You sighed again feeling a familiar fight bubble up but luckily the older man stopped any fight. "S-Stop fighting both of you. I won't t-tell if that's how you're g-g-gonna be about it."

That got both children to quickly shut up despite Kido pouting and crossing his arms. Well at least one problem was solved.

"He has a dam point! Why do you always have to hear about my embarrassment!?" Aaand here we go again as the older version of Kido glared angrily. "Why don't you ask him to explain how Karaku kept breaking things with his dam wind?! Or when Urogi kept crashing into a tree!? Something other than me!"

"Aw. C'mon, Sekido. It's just funnier when you're embarrassed.~"

"NO ONE ASKED YOU, KARAKU!!"

You again groaned and turned to two of the grown children. Sekido was glaring at Karaku from his place sitting as Karaku only smirked in a teasing manner no doubt amused by his daily task of filing up Sekido again. Gee. And you wondered where your kids got their dynamics from?

"Will you four keep it down? Rogi's,still napping and you four are gonna wake him up again."

You were getting really tired of their bickering now. It was getting really annoying and the stirring body slumped against your side gave you more of a reason. A third child identical to the first two slept soundly against your back exhausted from the amount of playtime initiated by Urogi earlier that day. Only difference between him and the first two was the yellow eyes hidden by the closed eyelids. It was a miracle your son hadn't woken up by the yelling from earlier. Either Rogi was a deep sleeper or he was so used by now to his fathers' and brothers' bickering that he could just sleep through it at this point. But you'd rather not have anymore yelling because of the upcoming headache that was threatening to make you rain your wrath upon the bickering adults.

"You're not having to live through the embarrassment daily-"

"You're giving me a headache, Sekido. So help me I'll wring you out like laundry and hang you up on the coat wrack." The red eyed man quickly shut up as you glared at him.

"A-All of you stop fighting. Y-Y-You're all scaring me with your fighting." Said older demon raised a shaking hand up to rub his head.

"Sorry, Mr. Hantengu."

Said protest seemed to end any and all arguments between Sekido, Karaku, and their little mini mes as Rogi just continued to snore away noisily at your side blissfully unaware of the daily arguments between your kids and their fathers. Sigh. You definitely had your hands full didn't you? Speaking of which..You were wondering where your other two children and their fathers were? Urogi and Aizetsu had taken Zetsu out for some quiet time away from his other rowdy brothers and they had been gone for a few decent hours. Rui was still out too so you were starting to wonder where he was too. As if the universe answered your questioning thoughts, the sliding door opened making all six of your heads turn to the door except for Rogi who still slept away.

"Heeeyy! Guess Who's Back! Did you miss us?," sang a familiar voice as none other than a harpy walked through the door. He waved one taloned hand at you while he held your fourth and final child in his arms clinging to him.

Aizetsu walked in right behind Urogi and silently closed the door behind him. Your brow rose not seeing Rui among them. Where was your oldest? "Where's Rui?"

"He and Zoha decided to train some more. They'll be back later," Urogi waved you off with a shrug before spotting the sleeping yellow kimono wearing child leaning against you. "There's my boy!"

Aizetsu blinked as Zetsu was quickly handed over to him and Urogi excited dove for Rogi- Only to land flat on his face when you quickly scooped up the sleeping boy away from him. Immediately two children and Karaku started cackling at the sight of Urogi dazedly looking up. Rogi being suddenly jostled tiredly blinked his yellow eyes open with a yawn.

"Urogi, be careful!", you scolded the harpy that looked up at you with a kicked puppy look. "You need to be careful with your talons! You could accidentally hurt him!" You cradled the boy in your arms. Seeing your face, Rogi opted to slot himself against your shoulder shuffling against you before tiredly closing his eyes again. You sighed. "You keep forgetting that."

"I only wanted to hold him," Urogi whined sitting up and pouting. "I would've been careful! I always am!" Your rose your brow at him. "...Ok. I'm careful MOST of the time!"

"Debatable."

"Mama!" A blue eyed boy quickly wriggled around until Aizetsu placed him down. Zetsu immediately ran over and threw his arms around your right side which you welcomed with a smile. "Did you miss me?"

"Yes I did." You smiled wider. "I'm also almost done patching up your kimono. You should have it back soon."

Blue eyes lit up at you in excited. "Really?!"

"Hey, Zetsu! Come sit!" Zetsu turned to where his brother beckoned him to join them. "Grandpa's gonna tell us a story!"

"Is it the one where Papa Sekido gets his head stuck in a vase again?"

"WHY CAN'T ANYONE JUST LET THE PAST LIE!? IT WAS ONE TIME!! JUST. ONE. TIME!!"

You only sighed as you felt another fight coming on.

#demon bride lost bits #karaku x reader #Karaku #urogi #urogi x reader #aizetsu x reader #aizetsu #sekido x reader #sekido #hantengu clones #hantengu x reader #hantengu #demon slayer #kimetsu gakuen #kimetsu no yaiba

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the-rebels-and-the-saints · 1 year ago

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So we all know this Shadowhunter children's rhyme, right? We wouldn't be true TSC fans if we weren't.

Black for hunting through the night

For death and mourning the color’s white

Gold for a bride in her wedding gown

And red to call enchantment down.

White silk when our bodies burn,

Blue banners when the lost return.

Flame for the birth of a Nephilim,

And to wash away our sins.

Gray for knowledge best untold,

Bone for those who don’t grow old.

Saffron lights the victory march,

Green will mend our broken hearts.

Silver for the demon towers,

And bronze to summon wicked powers.

And remember that short story, where Jace proposes to Clary the first time, and quotes, "Green will mend our broken hearts," and how it makes sense because Clary's eyes are green and she mended the person Jace used to be and made him a happy man? In this scene here:

Well, what if that's applicable to other TSC characters as well? Specifically the ones coming up in TWP?

Because, for starters, Ty has gray eyes: as in Gray for knowledge best untold. And we all know how smart Ty is, and how much he wants to learn. He's a freaking Centurion for the Scholomance by the time TWP rolls around!

Secondly, Kit has blue eyes, as in, Blue banners when the lost return. Because Kit is a loss to the Blackthorns, especially to Ty. And because in TWP, Kit comes back, the lost returns. And he has blue eyes? Coincidence, I think not.

Now Dru is a bit complicated, because her eyes are blue-green, so she can mend broken hearts, and she is someone who is lost herself. But it makes sense if we think about her and Ash together. Ash has green eyes; Green will mend our broken hearts, and as we all know, Dru suffers from trauma that she talks about with no one. She's going to basically be the one hot badass goth girl with closeted PTSD trope girl, and Ash is going to put her back together. It can also be seen as a nod to Dru ending up with Ash, and her eyes, being a mix of blue and green, could represent an initial confusion over her affections, what with the JaimexDruxAsh love triangle we all know is coming.

Is this anything?

#It is so random I know okay?#So sry if it's half incoherent #the wicked powers #twp #cassandra clare #shadowhunters #the shadowhunter chronicles #kit herondale #ty blackthorn #ash morgenstern #dru blackthorn #jaime rosales

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dyemelikeasunset · 11 months ago

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What about the serpent and creation motif. (I love how in depth these motifs are, it's really inspiring). Different anon, hi.

THANK YOU!! This one is actually an intertextual theme to Mary Shelley's Frankenstein and the book's references to Milton's Paradise Lost

Mor's Frankenstein's Creature theme is enmeshed with her Cadaver/Zombie/Stitches theme. The Creation/Creature specifically symbolizes her feelings of being an outcast and never quite "right," uncanny. The Creature wants to be seen as the Adam to Viktor's God and begs for an Eve, but the true undertone is a deep need to be loved. Loved by a parental figure, and loved by a partner. Visually (and these are more inspired by the movie adaptations), Morgan's styled edges and waves (a very common design theme I use for her hair) are supposed to resemble the signature white bolt of hair through the Bride of Frankenstein's hair, and Morgan's hair color was always an homage to the black-and-white design of the Bride. Her dual buns are to replace the dual bolts on the neck of the Creature in the original 1930s movies

Dom's theme as the serpent is directly inspired by Morgan. In the novel, the Creature reads Paradise Lost, a story about Lucifer's fall from the Garden of Eden. With the Creature likening himself to Adam, the goal I wanted was to show that they are from opposite ends but are still ultimately outcasts-- that Adam and Lucifer are more alike than they think. This chapter theme is closer to the beginning of the you&i, where Dom is still a bit of an antagonistic figure (and something of a Red Herring). This theme is deliberately dropping hints that, despite their eerie meeting, they are actually emotionally similar and on the same side of society In general, I associate Dom with snakes (specifically the Chinese Cobra), but I decided to keep a more generic serpent to keep the demonic imagery

This theme dyad is a little religious/Christian, which has a lot to do with the Christian undertones of the original Frankenstein novel, but is also representative of their Christian families.

#dom and mor #it was you and i and the afterlife #text heavy /#long post /

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fanficsfreeideas · 19 days ago

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Chapter 8: The Devil’s Bride: Born of Sin Fem!Alastor/Fem!Lucifer Nun/Demon

Major Character Death, Cult Rituals, Religious Horror, Betrayal & Revenge, Descent Into Madness, Forced Ritual Marriage, Damned from Birth, Lilith’s Betrayal, Lilith’s Death, The First Sin Revisited, Generational Curses, Religious Trauma, Death of Loved Ones, Age Gaps, Paranoia, Insanity

Note- As someone who is a Christian, this fic was a bit of a challenge. I think I did good in pushing it where it made me feel uneasy but not too offensive. Sorry, I could not come up with any good smut for this

Can anyone guess what key biblical references and symbolisms I had used or the themes I had used from John Milton’s Paradise Lost and Dante Alighieri’s Inferno?

Born of Cain, Bound to Hell

In the shadowed halls of an isolated convent, Sister Alastor, raised within its walls since childhood, found herself in a nightmare without escape. The night had been unremarkable until a cult descended, shattering the fragile peace. They stormed her room as she prepared for bed, her habit clinging loosely to her trembling frame. Chaos erupted as the kindly Mother Superior fell beneath their merciless hands—the woman who had raised her and the only mother she’d ever known.

Terror propelled Alastor as she pleaded with the cloaked figures, her voice cracking with raw desperation. Their laughter reverberated through the corridors, drowning her cries as calloused hands seized her. A brutal blow struck her temple, and darkness swallowed her whole.

When Alastor awoke, she lay bound in chains within an ivy-covered chapel. The once-holy sanctuary had become a theater of dread, its centerpiece a desecrated altar crowned by a statue of a woman whose stony visage blazed with fury and sorrow.

Alastor’s breath hitched. Lucifer. The fallen Lightbringer, once Heaven's abandoned angel, now holds the title of Queen of Hell. The rebel was cast from grace for defying God Himself.

Her sobs echoed off the ancient stones as she pleaded again, her voice a desperate whisper against her impending doom. The cult, indifferent to her anguish, continued their macabre rites. The floor gleamed crimson with spilled blood, homage to their dark queen, blood Alastor feared belonged to her fellow sisters and the very women who’d raised her.

In the flickering candlelight, the cult began their chant. Alastor, now both victim and unwilling conduit, rasped, “Please… don’t do this. Don’t kill me.” But their resolve hardened.

With grim efficiency, her bindings tightened. A ring of thorns was forced onto her finger. They poured a bitter concoction down her throat, its acrid taste mingling with the metallic tang of blood. Beneath the leader’s piercing gaze, she uttered forbidden words, each syllable thick with despair as tears carved paths down her cheeks.

A blade sliced her palm. They pressed her bleeding hand to an ancient tome’s pages. The cult knelt as one, their voices rising in a cacophonous hymn. An elder slit a goat’s throat, its blood pooling into Alastor’s trembling mouth.

In the suffocating dark, the elder hissed, “Our queen claims a bride… and you will bear her heirs.”

Alastor’s scream tore through the night—a wail of agony and dawning horror. The gathered figures shed their mortal guise, revealing twisted, infernal forms. They were demons.

The once-elder is now a bird. He was looming over her, grinning. “I chose you because you are Cain’s daughter. The Queen has long wondered what became of him and if he has any lineage… And here you are, a lamb raised by nuns, untouched by Heaven’s wrath. Proof of your purity.”

Alastor recoiled. “No—I am God’s child, not Cain’s!”

But the demon dissolved into smoke before she could protest further.

Her fate was sealed.

The Original Betrayal

Lucifer rocked her daughter to sleep, a tender smile gracing her face. She was determined that Charlie would never know the pain of abandonment or doubt her mother’s love.

How dare Lilith abandon them both?

That betrayal—of her trust, of their sweet princess—had left no room for remorse when she ended the traitor’s life.

Her gaze fell to Charlie, who nuzzled against her chest, tiny lips parted in soft snores. Lucifer's heart swelled with devotion, even as bitter poison coiled in her veins.

She had given Lilith everything: power, unwavering devotion, and an entire kingdom, only to be repaid with treachery by the woman she had loved most.

Not a trace of Lilith remained. Lucifer had made certain of that. Every book, every record, every last loyal follower—all erased and reduced to ashes. No one would remember Heaven’s first woman, the original betrayer who had shattered her heart.

Adam had laughed when they met, his voice dripping with mockery. He called her a fool for ever believing Lilith had loved her. Then, with cruel satisfaction, he revealed the bitter truth:

Lilith had not only been cheating on her with him but with several others from Heaven. She had even slept with Michael.

Lucifer’s heart shattered. The woman who had ruled by her side, helped build her kingdom, and stood with her through it all had never truly loved her. Lilith had only used her. She had betrayed her. And she had shared her bed with Heaven’s elite, including Adam and Lucifer's own twin brother.

She had even planned to run away with Adam, leaving their daughter behind without a second thought.

Adam’s laughter echoed in her ears. “I was only going to take her back because she’s great at fucking. That’s all she was to me, Lucifer.”

Lucifer’s voice trembled with restrained fury. “Don’t you even care that I killed her? That Lilith is dead? She was going to leave me and our daughter for you?”

Adam rolled his eyes. “Listen, Lucifer, she was nothing more than a whore for me and others to fuck. Your twin had her choking on his cock while she rode mine. What can I say? I wanted revenge. You took my garden from me, and I wanted to rub it in your face just how much of a whore your wife was.

I don't care if you killed her. The bitch got what she deserved.”

He smirked, leaning closer. “She has always been a whore, Lucifer. Why do you think I never fought you for her when you took her from me in the first place?”

Lucifer gulped. She would rather not hear what Adam was about to say next.

“That fucking bitch was spreading her legs for Michael in the garden. And it wasn't just him; it was all your brothers. Did you really believe you were special? She even made up some sob story about me being a big bad guy because I caught her in an orgy.”

Lucifer wanted to vomit.

Adam smirked again. “Honestly, Lucifer, I’m proud of you. I didn’t think a pussy like you had it in you. But you had Lilith and her pathetic followers killed. Good for you.

You’re finally living up to your name. Now, give those sinners something to be scared of. You’re their queen, not their welcome mat. They bow to you. Never forget that.”

With a cruel smirk, Adam laughed once more before disappearing, leaving Lucifer alone with her pain and fury.

Time passed, and the loneliness weighed heavily on her.

Without someone by her side—without someone to share her bed— the ache in her heart deepened. She longed for the gentle touch of another—the soft moans and whispered cries of ecstasy. She missed the warmth of resting her head on a lover’s breast, listening to the rhythmic beat of their heart.

She remembered the intoxicating pleasure of bringing Lilith to the brink, of hearing her beg for more. She remembered the taste of Lilith's sweetness.

The memory of how she would stroke, tease, and explore every inch of Lilith’s body haunted her. She missed the warmth of her lover’s skin, the way Lilith would clutch tightly around her tongue as she climaxed, holding her head in place, lost in ecstasy.

But it was more than desire.

She wanted another child.

She remembered how breathtaking Lilith had been when she carried Charlie—the sight of her wife’s rounded form, so vulnerable and in need of care, had been unbearably alluring.

The memory stirred a deep yearning within her, one that could not be ignored. She missed the touch of another.

Lucifer held Charlie close, hugging her daughter tightly to her chest.

Charlie was too young to remember Lilith. But she would raise her to believe another woman had always been her birth mother.

Lucifer’s lips curled into a small, bittersweet smile. It was a plan born of both necessity and longing—a way to fill the emptiness in her heart while ensuring her daughter would never feel the sting of abandonment.

Her Nun, Her Property

Paimon had suggested that Lucifer should consider a harem when the ache of loneliness began to creep into her heart. But Lucifer had only sighed and shaken her head at the notion. Paimon himself had many wives, and she often wondered how he managed to keep them all. However, she explained that such an arrangement did not appeal to her. She didn’t want a harem; she wanted just one person, one partner who was wholly hers. She wanted Charlie to grow up feeling loved by two devoted parents.

Paimon had offered his help. So Lucifer had entrusted him with the task of finding the perfect wife. And Paimon delivered. He presented her with a passage from an ancient book, and as Lucifer read it, a grin spread across her lips.

She was a human nun, pure in mind, body, and soul.

Her chest tightened with excitement as the thought of such purity filled her mind. A droplet of drool trickled from the corner of her mouth as she imagined tasting her future wife’s untouched nectar, her essence undefiled and entirely hers. Heat began to pool deep in her core, and Lucifer felt her desire ignite. Clutching the book tightly, her breath already uneven, she made her way to her bedroom.

Paimon bowed deeply as Lucifer left, a knowing look flashing across his face. He knew his queen would be pleased with what he had found.

Lucifer was already lost in the grip of her imagination.

Lucifer allowed her mind to roam freely, envisioning the life she would create. Her fingers trailed down her body as she thought of the nun—so pure, so innocent—hers to claim, mold, and possess. She would ensure this woman could never leave her, betray her, or even dream of another. Her wife would belong solely to her for eternity.

As her fingers slipped inside her wet core, a soft moan escaped her lips. She trembled as fantasies consumed her, visions of her future wife, untouched and vulnerable, surrendering completely. Lucifer envisioned her pleading for her touch, her voice trembling with innocence and longing. Begging for her virginity to be taken as she clenched her thighs, rubbing her soaked cunt against her—

Lucifer moaned louder, curling her fingers deeper and faster as the fantasies overtook her. Her breaths grew ragged, her back arching as thoughts of her wife’s devotion, her loyalty, and her love flooded her senses. She was in pure bliss, her cries echoing through the chamber as she climaxed hard, a single word slipping from her lips like a vow: "Mine."

When the wave of pleasure passed, she collapsed into the soft embrace of her silken sheets, both her body and mind at peace. That night, for the first time since Lilith’s betrayal, Lucifer had slept peacefully.

Paimon, faithfully, watched over Charlie while his queen rested.

Lucifer and Paimon worked tirelessly in the days that followed to ensure every detail was perfect. Together, they crafted a potion, one that would keep her wife human and stop her from aging. She would never taste death, immune to any attack from the hand of a demon or angel.

As they worked, Lucifer's eyes fell upon a page in the ancient book, its illustrations depicting rings imbued with binding magic. Inspiration struck. She commanded Paimon to craft one for her, a ring that would served as eternal devotion and ensure her nun could never remove it.

A ring was made out thorns.

Paimon used Lucifer’s blood to soak the thorns as Paimon cast a powerful enchantment. Lucifer watched, her lips curling into a satisfied smile as the magic solidified. The ring would do more than sit upon her wife’s finger; it would bind her wife’s heart and very soul to her. Ambition, greed, or disloyalty would never take root in her mind and heart. Her wife would exist solely to love and serve, to remain forever by her side as her devoted partner.

Lucifer learned her lesson from Lilith. She had granted both power and autonomy to Lilith, and Lilith, grown too arrogant, convinced herself that she no longer needed her queen, that she was the one in charge of hell. The bitch had betrayed their family and become a whore, shamelessly sleeping with others behind her back.

But this time would be different. Lucifer vowed.

Her new wife would be completely dependent on her. She would never leave, never stray, and she would have no role in ruling or managing the kingdom. Lucifer knew her mistake with Lilith had been giving her power and influence, placing her as an equal on the throne. That mistake would not be repeated.

This time, her new wife would have but two duties: to be her loving partner and the mother of her children. She would exist solely to provide pleasure when desired and to bear heirs when asked, and in time, she would come to cherish her place beneath her queen.

Lucifer’s smile widened as she envisioned her future. The mistakes of the past would not haunt her any longer.

Lucifer smiled softly as she tucked Charlie into her crib, brushing a tender kiss across her daughter’s forehead.

A sudden pull in her chest interrupted the quiet moment, a signal from Paimon. He had found her. Lucifer's sharp teeth glinting faintly. The time had come.

Fifteen years of waiting, but the wait was finally over.

Charlie, though nearly fifty by demon standards, was still just a baby, barely two years old in human terms. As Lucifer stroked her daughter’s soft hair, her voice dropped to a loving whisper. “My little girl, you’ll have a mommy now and not just a mother. And Mother promises she will give you a little sister or brother to keep you company.”

Her eyes gleamed with madness, glowing red as her thoughts drifted to what lay ahead. The emptiness in her heart, the void left by betrayal and loneliness, would finally be filled.

The Secret in the Convent

Lucifer appeared in her office, the familiar scent of aged parchment and candle wax surrounding her. Paimon, ever loyal, bowed deeply as she strode past him. Her expression was both cheerful and commanding as she addressed him, her voice lilting with authority.

“You may stand, Paimon.”

He rose slowly, his head still inclined in respect. “Sire,” he began, his voice steady yet brimming with pride, “I have found her for you. She is none other than the daughter of Cain himself. While I have yet to uncover Cain’s location, finding his daughter, pure, untouched, and raised as a nun, feels as though he left her as a gift, meant for you. And, my queen, she is still young enough to mold in any way you desire.”

Lucifer’s golden eyes widened slightly at the revelation.

The idea that Cain had fathered another child, evading death's clutches, filled her with excitement. She was hidden in a convent, of all places, right beneath Heaven's nose. Had Cain himself orchestrated it, stashing his daughter where Heaven would never think to hunt? Or had the mother hidden the girl there, desperate to shield her from the truth of her damned lineage? A final, futile act of salvation?

A slow, razor-edged smile carved across Lucifer’s lips.

No matter. The reason was irrelevant. What mattered was the opportunity. She was just given.

Adam’s first granddaughter, to survive since the Great Flood, now was hers. Heaven had ensured Cain’s original bloodline was slaughtered, every last descendant erased, to purge his cursed lineage from divine grace for the sin of Abel’s murder. Yet she was alive. Heaven must have seen something worthy in her soul.

Adam would have wept to see her ascend to Heaven: his first precious grandchild, deemed innocent, while Cain remained damned to wander alone, denied even the solace of family. He would have doted on her, lavished her with love, and kept her safe. His fatal weakness had always been that of his firstborn.

Adam had never gotten over not being able to see Cain again; each divine purge of his grandchildren hurt him, knowing they had never seen past the age of 13, the same age when Cain killed Abel.

Now, she would steal that joy from him.

The irony was exquisite. Adam’s granddaughter, meant to be in the arms of Heaven, would instead be hers. A wife. A prize. A blade plunged into the heart of the man who had taken away her happiness.

"Don’t let your bitches rule you," Adam’s voice echoes in her memory.

Lucifer chuckles darkly. "Oh, I won’t, Adam," she whispered. "Because I will be ruling your granddaughter."

And this girl—this miracle—would be her bitch.

But a flicker of worry crossed Lucifer’s mind. What if the girl was too young?

Paimon’s second wife had been the youngest among his many, only sixteen when he claimed her, while Paimon himself had been twenty-two.

Had she ever explicitly told him what age she preferred? She couldn’t recall.

Her crimson eyes narrowed. “Paimon,” she said, her voice sharp with curiosity, “tell me, how old is she? You didn’t—”

Sensing the shift in her tone, Paimon raised a hand, a rare interruption. His voice was firm and reassuring.

“No, my queen. She is of the perfect age for you, twenty-one.” He inclined his head slightly. “Five years younger than Lilith was when you first took her as your own. But unlike Lilith, Alastor has never been touched. She has been kept under strict watch her entire life, surrounded almost exclusively by women. The few men she has encountered have been kept at a distance. She is pure in every way that matters, my queen. Untouched. Untainted by the world."

Lucifer’s slow smile returned, sharp and predatory. Her eyes gleamed with wicked anticipation. Perfect.

“And her temperament?” she asked, leaning forward slightly.

“She is respectful and obedient when she believes she is being treated fairly,” Paimon replied, lips curving into a knowing grin. “But she has a sharp tongue when provoked. If she feels mistreated, she lashes out with wit and sarcasm. It’s quite entertaining, really. She’s driven several nuns to tears, even causing some to abandon the convent entirely.”

A chuckle rumbled deep in Lucifer’s throat.

“She’s strong-willed,” Paimon continued, “always smiling, even when she’s angry. The one who raised her taught her never to reveal her true emotions. But in time, my queen, I have no doubt you will break that resolve.” He smirked. “She is also… amusing. Fond of what humans call ‘dad jokes.’”

Lucifer arched a brow at that.

Paimon’s grin widened. “I must admit, my queen, I’ve enjoyed watching her over the years. And I have personally ensured that no one so much as entertained the thought of harming her, let alone stealing her innocence. Rest assured, she is utterly perfect for you.”

Lucifer hummed in satisfaction, then tilted her head slightly. And her looks?

For the first time, Paimon’s gaze softened.

“She is… very cute, sire,” he admitted. “She could be Eve’s twin. But her skin is darker, her eyes brown with hints of crimson within them. Her hair is red, thick with curls.” He hesitated. “I do not know how long it is—for it is hidden. She is tall, yet very slender… You could wrap your hands around her waist with ease.”

Lucifer let out a low, sultry chuckle, the sound sending a shiver through Paimon.

“I see,” she purred. “You’ve done well, my dear friend. Now, tell me, where is she?”

“She’s at the temple the humans built in your honor two centuries ago,” Paimon reported. “In the heart of the bayou. The nuns seized it thirty years ago, desecrating it, removing your statues, and stealing your artifacts. They turned it into their convent.”

Paimon's grin widened, eyes glinting with satisfaction. “We have rectified that insult. The nuns have been… removed. Their blood was used to cleanse the temple. Your statues have been restored, and work is underway to return them to their former glory. Shall I send forces to retrieve any stolen relics and ensure that those who dared defile what was yours are… dealt with?”

Lucifer’s expression darkened, her fingers curling into fists. Her eyes turned crimson with fury.

“They desecrated my temple?” she hissed. A muscle in her jaw twitched. “Is that why I haven’t heard from my worshipers in thirty years?”

Paimon remained silent, wisely letting her wrath simmer.

Lucifer exhaled sharply, regaining control, though the rage still burned beneath the surface.

"Yes, Paimon. Recover everything and have them all kill.”

She paused, tilting her head slightly. When she spoke again, her tone had softened, only slightly.

“But you will stay here. Watch over Charlie. I'm heading out to claim my wife, and I'll be away for a week or possibly two." A smirk curled her lips. “I want uninterrupted time to get to know her.” Her eyes gleamed with wicked anticipation. “You’re in charge until I return.”

Paimon bowed deeply, pride swelling in his chest. “As you command, my queen.”

Lucifer licked her lips as she disappeared into a swirl of black smoke, the thought of her soon-to-be wife consuming her mind.

Alastor.

Untouched. Pure. Hers.

Lucifer could already taste her, hear the sound of her voice moaning her name, and see the moment that smile faded as she claimed her.

It was not just her virginity; it was her very purity.

Meanwhile, Paimon made his way to Charlie’s chambers. Standing at her door, he resolved to remain there until she awoke. Sleep was unnecessary for him; his purpose was to serve, and serve he would.

A slow, satisfied smile crept onto his lips.

His queen was pleased.

And that was all that mattered.

The nun that was never meant to be.

Alastor was screaming, “Please let me go; I’m not Cain’s daughter.” Her struggles had caused her veil to fall to the floor, her hair spread out; one of her breasts was now fully exposed, and with each kick of her legs, her habit was pulled down even further. Tears streamed down her face as she cried out, “Please, someone save me.”

Lucifer appeared with a chuckle. “My sweet, no one will save you; you are my wife. You swore your love and loyalty to me, and your blood forged an unbreakable contract with me. That ring on your finger ensures you will never be anything more than just my wife and soon the mother of all my heirs. You will never spread your legs to another like some common whore.”

Alastor began shaking, fear filling her eyes. “Mama!” she screamed, calling for the woman who had raised her—the very woman who now hung lifeless outside, with no blood left.

Lucifer walked over, running her hand along Alastor’s tear-stained face, her golden eyes burning with lust. “My sweet, I told you no one is there to save you, and the woman you called Mama is dead, along with everyone else here. Soon, more will fall for daring to trespass upon my domain.”

Alastor shook her head and whispered, “Please, let me go.”

Lucifer smirked and bent down to kiss Alastor.

Alastor’s eyes widened, and she tried to pull her head away, but Lucifer’s hands held it firmly in place. “Shh, my sweet nun, all you have to do is lie there and let your queen do the rest. I will show you why Eve was tempted to eat the fruit.”

Alastor turned her head; shame washed over her. She had once proudly dedicated her life to service. Though not the most well-behaved nun, her sisters and Mama had loved her from the moment she arrived at their doorstep; her father had even told her to be good for those nice ladies, promising that one day she would get to meet her grandfather. And she had done everything they had asked of her.

Anger surged within her as she realized that they had taken her only family. Now, the queen of Hell wanted to claim the one thing she had left. Alastor turned to see Lucifer unbuttoning her shirt. Lucifer smirked, and Alastor growled, “You are disgusting.”

Lucifer began to laugh. In a burst of anger, Alastor spat on her. As Lucifer bent to place another kiss on Alastor’s lips, Lucifer stepped back; her eyes turned red as horns emerged.

Furious, Lucifer grabbed Alastor’s face and forced her tongue into Alastor’s mouth. Alastor’s legs kicked wildly; she was growing dizzy. Everything went black as Lucifer pulled away.

Alastor gasped for air, her chest heaving with each deep breath as her habit slipped further down, leaving her other breast fully exposed.

Lucifer’s eyes wandered over Alastor’s exposed chest before she whispered in her ear, “Bitch, if you ever spit on me again, I will muzzle you. Do I make myself clear?”

Still gasping for air, Alastor could only nod feebly. Lucifer then grabbed her hair and pulled it, causing Alastor to cry out in pain. Alastor saw the insanity in Lucifer's eyes. “I’m sorry; forgive me.”

Lucifer released her and smiled. “That’s my good girl. If you behave and do as I desire, you will enjoy your life with me.”

Alastor only nodded silently.

Lucifer finished undressing herself, then turned to Alastor. “Now, my nun, it’s time for you to become mine.” Alastor shed one last teardrop; her life as a nun had come to an end. For the first time in over ten years, her smile disappeared.

Epilogue: Three hundred years later

Seven-year-old Charlie chased her twin sisters through fields of flowers, their laughter piercing the air.

Alastor stood apart, her hand resting on her five-month-pregnant belly, her expression vacant.

Whenever the children glanced her way, a smile flickered across her lips, but it never reached her eyes.

Adam materialized silently above them, his golden wings casting a shadow over Alastor. His breath hitched.

Alastor.

She truly did look like Eve.

But it was the twins who shattered him. Their faces bore Cain’s cheekbones softened by Eve’s doe-eyed innocence. His blood.

He descended like a comet.

“Mama!” Charlie screamed as Adam seized Alastor’s wrist. The twins froze, trembling.

“I’m saving you, kid,” Adam growled, ignoring the way Alastor flinched at his touch. “You don’t belong here with her.”

Charlie’s tiny horns erupted first. Her eyes blazed hellfire-red.

“LET GO OF MY MAMA!”

Adam staggered as an unseen force slammed into him. Her power was raw, untamed, and infused with Lucifer's essence.

The twins leapt forward, severing his ankles with razor-sharp milk teeth.

“Fuck’s sake—!” Adam recoiled, holy magic flickering in his palms. He hesitated to strike the twins. Cain’s blood. Eve’s blood. His own damned blood.

Sulfur choked the air. Lucifer appeared with crimson and white feathers flying everywhere, her grin feral.

“Touching my family, Adam? How… bold.”

Adam released Alastor, who stumbled back, clutching her stomach.

“This isn’t over, Lucifer,” he spat. “She’s mine.”

Lucifer’s claws flexed. “Run along, Grandfather. Your time here is done.”

As Adam vanished, Charlie collapsed, her horns retracting. Lucifer scooped her up, pride blazing in her eyes.

“My fierce little princess. You protected your mama and baby brother perfectly.”

Charlie nuzzled into her mother’s neck before darting to Alastor. She pressed her ear to the swollen belly.

“Baby brother’s kicking!”

Lucifer then picked up the twins and gave each a kiss.

“My brave little girls also kept their mama and little brother safe. Mommy is so proud of you two.”

The twins grinned at each other and hugged Lucifer before being placed back down.

They giggled, tugging Charlie toward their playground. Lucifer approached Alastor, tracing her jawline.

“Did you enjoy meeting your grandfather, my nun?”

Alastor stared past her, silent.

Lucifer’s smile tightened. “Adam will never return. Not after I inform Heaven of his attempt to take you.”

“Whatever you say, my Queen. I’m just your wife. My thoughts and feelings don’t matter to you anyway.”

A growl rumbled in Lucifer’s throat. She drew Alastor closer and initiated a kiss, slipping her tongue into her mouth while tugging at her curls.

Tiny gasps interrupted the moment. Lucifer softened the kiss.

Giggles soon followed.

When she pulled away, she whispered into Alastor’s ear so the children wouldn’t hear:

“Behave, Alastor. and play along.”

With a bright smile, she turned.

“Pancakes!” Lucifer sang, her mood unnervingly bright. “Who wants Mommy to make pancakes?”

Three cheers erupted.

Alastor faked a smile. “The baby is hungry; he could go for a pancake."

Three gasps followed. Charlie placed her hands on her hips.

“Mommy, you better make Mama pancakes first! We can’t let her and the baby go hungry!”

The twins nodded in unison. “Yeah! Mama eats first!”

Lucifer smiled at her kids. “Alright, your mama will get the first pancakes.”

As she carried Alastor inside, the twins clung to her legs. Charlie skipped ahead.

Alastor’s gaze drifted to the sky, silently hoping her grandfather would come back for her.

Her fingers brushed the wedding ring made out of thorns.

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