#demon james au

[likeprongstostars]

day 10 for @jeguluskinktoberr prompt: marking/bites

THE return of demon james!!!

[spookysweaterblog]

"James is having a party, Jason and Freddy are too scared to come... But you'll have a hell of a time."

[arttsuka]

Draw Banda (Bill Cipher possessing Wanda Maximoff (mcu, specifically the Multiverse of Madness 616 Wanda/Scarlet Witch not 838 Wanda)

And

Merman Deadpool and Human Wolverine

Based on the infamous blobfish

[new-tella-us]

More Mafia AU!

To the gangs that oppose Mika, each boy has a different nickname relating to their skills. They don't know the boys, they really only know what they've witnessed and the rumors floating about. We have:

The Shot- A man with impeccable aim. He's often seen around the manor of Her. Barely anyone has seen his face but many have caught a glimpse of his iron. If the Shot is sent to kill you, your best chance at survival is to stay out of sight. For if you see the golden gun aimed at you, that means the Shot caught you a long time ago. You're a dead man walking at this point.

The Viper- A red-headed socialize with a sharp tongue. He's been known to frequent bars off his turf. If the Viper is sent to kill you, no one will be on your side. He'll slowly tear everyone you love away from you with his inhumane social skills and just when you think you're alone, he strikes. Your cup is laced with his poison. This is why he's called the Viper.

The Brute- A brunette known for his temper and strength. Outside of his job, you can see him hanging around the police that has long been taken over by Her gang. If the Brute is sent to kill you, you better high tail it immediately. Or better yet, off yourself now, before he gets his hands on you. Or else your death will not be pretty to say the least.

The Blade- A black-haired childish boy he is. Barely looks older than a teen, he shouldn't be too much trouble... Or so you'd think. Often in the arcade, the Blade has made it into one of his many stashes of weapons. Do not underestimate this man, he's just as dangerous as the others, if not worse. If you get caught off guard and the Blade is sent to kill you, they'll be finding pieces of you all around the city for weeks.

The Seeker- An orange haired man that isn't seen frequently. You may catch a glimpse of him here or there but his general location is hard to track. Unlike yours. If the Seeker is sent to kill you, there is no place in the city you can run or hide that the Seeker won't find you. You better defend until you can leave because you will be seeing him tonight.

And finally... Her- The leader of gang. The don if you will. Once mocked and laughed at for being a woman, she's now one of the most feared dons around. The ones that pointed and laughed made very good demonstrations of her power. But don't get it twisted. She's not tyrannical, she even prefers to keep to herself and her own concerns. So just be nice, stay in your lane and don't speak too loud and you'll be fine.

[orchideous-nox]

I'm meant to be writing the second chapter of the demon Barty fic but instead I am outlining my next soul-destroying project that I'm working on after that, which may or may not be the 3rd instalment of a certain pirate au...

[xxxavxx]

Twisted Fates

Prologue: Whatever is to come.

This is the first chapter (Not really chapter, but the prologue) of my own rewrite of seduce me the otome. Writing this took quite a long time, but that midnight motivation kicked in so here it is now. Its been in the works for a bit and I hope you guys enjoy it.

I..I don’t remember much.

All there was, was everlasting darkness that consumed my very being. When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to see the interior of my grandfather’s estate. The marble flooring reflective enough to where I can see my reflection, my green eyes staring back at me. My eyes wander around the surroundings of the entrance. The stairs leading up to the second floor, the entrance to the dining room shrouded in burgundy velvet curtains. My eyes led to the minimal decoration, something that seemed so out of place that it was so big. Two vases that stood at either end of the stairs, the closed white curtains that covered the window along with any light that might come through. The only source of light was the large chandelier that hangs from the ceiling. I was sitting right under it. What was I doing here?

It had been a while since I’ve been in my grandfather’s estate. But.. something was off. Something wasn’t right. The usual joyful and light atmosphere was snuffed, replaced by something more unsettling. Where was Grandfather? Was Michael here? I looked around, I was alone. But it didn’t feel like it. A shiver ran up my spine. That’s weird, the windows aren’t open. An ac? No, there’s not an ac in this part of the estate. My nerves were on edge. My body was prepared to get up and explore but something in my gut was telling me not to. I just sat quietly, listening to see if there was anything or anyone there. Nothing. It was concerning that no one else was around but myself. Usually my grandfather would be here, or at least come and say hello to me if he knew I was here. What was even stranger was the absence of my brother, Michael. We always visited our grandfather together, one of the many activities we did together. And the fact that he wasn’t here was…more than unsettling. I slowly stood up, staying in place as I turned my head to see if I could catch a glimpse of any of the two men. “Michael?” I call out hesitantly. Nothing. “Grandpa?” Nothing. Then I heard something. But it wasn’t Michael..or my grandfather.

fwooo

Low whistling.

It didn’t sound like a normal whistle, more akin to a whistle made by an animal trying to confuse its prey. High pitched. My eyes darted everywhere to try and pinpoint where the whistling was coming from. But nothing. But I swore I caught something in the corner of my eye. Something human shaped in the corner. But it was clouded in shadow. Maybe it was just that, a shadow that looked off for a split second. The gears in my brain clicked and turned as I tried to make sense of my current situation. Am I going crazy? Am I just overthinking everything? Everything looks normal so what’s making me feel so unsafe? I let out a breath. Maybe I am just overthinking. Maybe the whistling was in my head. Maybe everything is in my head.

I looked back down to the marble flooring, looking at myself in the reflection. I look normal. I lift my hand to touch my face, my fingers grazing the skin of my cheek. My green eyes staring back at me. For a moment I felt safe. I close my eyes as I let my body relax, telling myself that I was just on edge for no reason. That I’m okay. I feel my nerves finally calm down. I open my eyes.

Only to see eyes that are not my own staring back at me.

Bloodshot purplish blue eyes, staring right at me in place of my own eyes. I froze. The eyes, they didn’t look human. Pupils blown wide, wide enough to where I can barely make out the color of the irises, but I can just barely make out the purplish blue coloring. The eyes blink. Mine don’t.

My nerves skyrocketed, my body screaming for me to get up, to leave, to run! I scramble to try and get up but something grabs at my ankle, stopping me in my tracks. I looked down to see what had ensnared me. A blackish gray hand with long nails wrapped around my ankle. It was coming out of my own shadow. The hand seemed to be shrouded in black wisps of sorts, flowing in the air, but never strayed too far from the hand. The hand looked weak, like it was one of a dead person’s just skin and bone. The hand’s grip is tight around my ankle, nails digging into my skin just enough to almost break the surface. “Get..Get off me!” I yell, raising my other foot as I try to kick the hand off my foot, stomping on its boney fingers as I try to pull away. For something that looked so weak, it had an intensely strong grip. I kick one more time, hearing a loud crunch coming from the hand, following a loud ear piercing scream, the sound making my ears ring. It doesn’t sound human, it isn’t human. It lets go and I quickly stumble to my feet, heavy gasps leaving my lungs as I quickly sprint away from it, my heart racing and thumping violently against my ribcage. The shrieking doesn’t stop, making me have to cover my ears to try and prevent the pain, it felt like my ears were gonna start bleeding and making my head pulse in pain. I look back at the hand, my eyes widening in horror. The hand looked mangled, open fractures and its fingers bent in ways it shouldn’t be, the broken fingers dangling by its own skin. The broken bones pierced through the skin as blood from the open wounds dripped onto the floor, muddying the once polish marbled floor and turning it into a thick pool of dark brick red. I watch in horror as the hand cracks in place, forcing its dangled fingers and bones back together as the shadows around it continue to swirl around it, almost like the shadows were helping mend it together, making it whole again.

Slowly, the hand lowers down back into the floor, quickly disappearing in the floor. It almost looked like it was another there, the only evidence of its presence being the blood that stained the floor. I let out a ragged breath, holding my hands close to my chest. I frantically looked around, looking to see if anyone was around. “Grandpa?! Michael?!” Even when I call out to them in a panic, there's still no response. I back up a bit, my back hitting the wall. The hell was that? The hell is even going on? What the hell was that thing? I let a minute pass as I try to even out my breathing. My nerves start to settle down just a bit as I close my eyes, leaning my head against the wall. Its all in my head, I managed to convince myself. I’m safe. I’m okay…

I open my eyes again, my eyes traveling around the room. I was okay. Until I see two arms shooting out from the wall I was leaning on, one hand clamping around my mouth while the other held me tightly against the wall by my waist. My eyes widened, I tried to scream but my screams were muffled by the hand that was tightly covering my mouth. I thrash my body around, trying to get out of its grasp, whatever the hell it was. No matter what ways I twist my body and how much I thrash around, the being keeps a tight grip on me. At the corner of my eye, I see something else emerging from behind the wall, right near my shoulder. It was slow as it emerged, my eyes watching as I saw two curved ram-like horns come into view, what looked like orange wispy hair surrounding the horns, overgrown, wispy strands knotted in its horns. Black markings decorated its face, long two tusks of teeth protruding from its mouth, its underbite noticeable. Its skin was much different then the skin of its hands, white and pale, almost of a sickly color. It slowly turns its head to look at me. I gasp, it's the same eyes I saw in my reflection on the floor. Pupils blown wide and its purple blue irises almost barely noticeable. It opens its mouth to speak.

”Help..me..” Its voice is small and hoarse, almost like it hasn’t spoken in years.

”Help..me….help..us..” I suck in a breath, shaking my head as I try to scream again.

”Mika…” It knows my name..how the hell does it know my name?!

”Mika…Help us..”

”Mika…Mika…”

”Mika..”

“MIKA!”

I shoot up with a heavy gasp, gasping for air as I look around frantically, my eyes focusing on my surroundings. I’m in my bedroom. I look down to only see my blanket covering my lower half. I’m in my bed. I’m safe. A sigh of relief leaves my lips as I close my eyes. It was just a nightmare.

”Miks, you good?” “AGH!” I jump, looking to see where the voice came from. Only for my eyes to land on a reflection of myself. Except, it wasn’t exactly me. My own green eyes looking right at me, riddled with concern and knitted eyebrows. The features were much sharper then my own, masculine. The curly hair is shorter than mine. It wasn’t me. It was Michael, standing over my bed as he stared down at me. I let out another sigh of relief as I shook my head. “Michael..what the hell? What are you doing in my room?” Michael’s eyes softened slightly, probably concerned with how shaken I am. “I came in here cause I was concerned about you. Like any good brother should be.” He said plainly, moving to sit on my bed, making it dip under his weight. “You…after the argument with Dad, I was concerned. So I thought to check on you. That and I couldn’t sleep and I wanted to come see if you were still awake so I could bother you.” He said, a smile forming on his lips, shrugging his shoulders. I narrow my eyes, crossing my arms. “You expected me to still be up at..” My words trail off as I try to think. “Wait, what time is it?”

”1:42 AM” Michael said with a smile, like he didn’t have a care in the world. He shrugged his shoulders again, crossing his arms as he mirrored me. “I don’t know, I was just thinking on a whim. Besides, you never know, your insomnia can be worse than mine sometimes.” He said with a slight chuckle in his words. I glare at him, my hands rubbing along my face as I groan. Michaels eyes softened as he continued to stare at me, his lips forming into a small frown. “Mika..” He said softly. “Are you okay? You seem real…jumpy.” I look back up at him, my hand reaching to comb through my hair. “I’m fine. I..I just have a really weird nightmare..probably from all the stress.” Michael let out a small Mm, moving his body to face me and prepping his leg onto the bed. “I get it..I mean, we are graduating tomorrow..or technically today.” He said, tilting his head. I groan again. Right. Graduation. me and Michael were finally graduating high school. And soon enough we were both going to college. That was something that I still couldn’t wrap my head around yet. Four years of high school are finally over and now we are taking the next step into our new adult lives. I should be happy about that, but I can’t help but feel a sense of dread whenever I think about it. I didn’t know how to actually feel about it. The incoming pressure I knew I was going to potentially experience. “Miks…I know you're still…worried about everything.” Michael started, making me lift my head. “I know Dad can be a hardass. Hell, he’s been more of a hardass this year. I know he’s been pressuring you more to get into the business and to study business. But, I just want you to know that I’m still here for you.” Michael looked straight into my eyes, his green eyes mirroring my own.

”I’m always gonna be here for you. We can face it together. Like we always have.” My eyes soften at his words. Michael always knew how to cheer me up, even without me having to open up to him. He always knew, a blessing and a curse really. “We’re twins! womb buddies! We’re in this together no matter what. It’s not like you can get rid of me anyway.” Michael joked, his laugh infectious. I smile, laughing myself as I grab a pillow and proceed to throw it at him, the pillow hitting his face and provoking a “Hey!” from him. “Yea, yea. I guess I can’t get rid of you.” I hunch a bit, a sigh leaving my lips, my nightmare completely leaving my mind. “Thank you Mike, I really do appreciate this. You’re right, we’re in this together.”

Michael smiles. “We face it together. Whatever is to come.”

”Yea…whatever is to come.”

[kaggeorgia]

Jegulus but make it angel X demon au

Regulus is a demon with black wings darker than the night itself and James an angel with a pure heart and appearance.

Them accidentally stumbling into each other in a battle and James unable to strike first, leaving Regulus pinned down underneath him and with a smirk on his face.

Regulus watching the angel from the shadows, seeing James's kindness towards mortals.

Regulus feeling like that boy might have ignited feeling he never had.

James being intrigued by Regulus's mysterious personality and dark aura.

James getting caught by Regulus trying to get close to his house.

James playing with a fire and getting caught up in the demon's net.

Regulus enjoying the corruption of a such pure angelic creature.

James realising he'd rather be with Regulus than obeying stupid rules. Evil never felt so good touching his skin

[enbysiriusblack]

jegulily au where regulus is a rogue demon that wants to do good, james is a mischievous angel that doesn't care much for their rules, and lily is a demigod intent on ignoring her godlyness.

like i imagine regulus and james hanging out on earth all the time, regulus trying to fix things, and james causing minor trouble. and lily is just there who can very much tell neither of them are humans, but you know what? fuck that. she is not getting involved in this dangerous, supernatural world and is intent on ignoring them both. james, however, is infatuated with her and regulus and would just like to chat to them, please. and regulus keeps having to undo james' pranks and it is pissing him off at this point, angels are meant to be doing good, not playing stupid pranks, and why is there a demigod staring at him? is she a spy there to drag him back to the underworld and torture him for being a terrible demon? fuck.

[hazbinheard]

Husk: If I know Alastor, and sorry to say I do. He won't be so cross about the theft of half his bonnet as he will be at the shoddiness of the execution of the theft. It's not a neat job... that will wrangle him.

Alastor: I mean look at it! It looks like it's been done with a knife and fork by the council! It's not square, its not neat, he's wasted material, there's sharp edges, it's all bent. I cannot conceive the mind of a man who would look at that and think that was the right way to do it.

Alastor: *still complaining over the radio directly to Lucifer* I don't mind you taking a bit of my bonnet, that's fair, what I DO mind is you doing an appalling bloody job at it! I could do a better job at it with the end of a bulldozer!

Lucifer: I couldn't find any tools...

Alastor: THE BACK OF THE CAR IS FULL OF BLOODY TOOLS! THE ONLY TOOL IN THIS OPERATION IS YOU!

Alastor: *still complaining*

Husk: This could go on...

Lucifer: *smirking as he turns off the radio as Alastor's complains* There we go, that's got rid of him.

[likeprongstostars]

been thinking abt demon james a lot

[maraudersoncrack1981]

This is a fic recommendation I have, I primarily read wolfstar so I don't know the standards for jegulus fics but this is really good.

Essentially Regulus makes a deal with James (who is a demon) to save Sirius who is sick there's background wolfstar but I am going to warn you lot there is slight barty slander its short but it does give protective demon James so enjoy (lily is in it as well and is a demon with James, it's platonic jily)

[seducemefanficsandheadcanons]

So, random idea inspired by this post by @new-tella-us

In the post, tella mentions how Sam and James were destined to have a large conflict between the two of them. Which makes sense. Those are the two with the most differences. They are complete opposites. (Prince vs The Brute being a good example of this)

So, what if the others were forced to pick sides? It becomes a civil war in this group of incubi and possibly even their S/Os.

Because people are having to pick sides, drama ensues.

I haven't got a single clue what they'd be fighting about, but I'd love to hear any ideas🩵

[new-tella-us]

Sooooo anyone want a mafia draft?

The beginning of the story is probably the same, the boys escaped their old lives but when they stumble into Mika’s mansion, they also stumbled into the lair of the new Don. And in exchange for housing and protection from Malix, the five were recruited into the business as Mika’s top men.

Why do they stick around? Well, after a certain “Devil Incident” they realized that Mika was both a capable fighter and loyal to her men.

If convincing them to come back was hard for Diana in the OG timeline, it’s impossible in this one. Mutual loyalty is one of the hardest things to break.

[seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana]

I’ve fallen back into seduce me and I know that almost nobody knows about me anymore in the seduce me fandom but I’m here for asks on headcannons or fic ideas and I’m begging for some bc I’m just…lost in the sauce right now.

[the-quackeroos]

fun idea :0

ayo, so @thebunnylord had a dream last night about my human designs of Thomas and his friends in the movie The DaVinci Code and I thought I might make some movie parody drawings starring them. would anyone y'all be interested?

lemme know what you think! ^^

[thebekashow]

omg guys leaked spooky month screenshot/j

a special someone came into town and well, the encounter wasn't pretty..