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7-wonders · 11 months ago

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what if jessamy lived and matthew was brought in by lucienne as extra help and matthew gets a little crush on jessamy and you notice how matthew seems to be strutting around a lot, his feathers are shiny and he always puffs out his little birdy chest when ever jessamy calls him handsome and theres something that seems familiar but you can't quite place it

until you call morpheus gorgeous when you see him in a new outfit and he somehow seems a little taller, his hair is extra fluffy and he has whatever the dream lords equivalent of a spring in his step is

When Morpheus finally freed himself from his captivity, Lucienne had been faced with a decision to make. Her Lord was determined to find his missing tools immediately, never mind the fact that he was still weak and without any sort of help. While she couldn't do anything about the first part, she could certainly assist with the second. Though Morpheus didn't approve (he was still traumatized by the death of Jessamy, but he would never admit it to anybody, least of all himself), he begrudgingly allowed this new raven, Matthew, to travel with him to Hell.

Imagine their surprise when Lucifer revealed they had taken Jessamy's soul for their own in the hopes that they could use it as a bargaining chip with the Lord of Dreams. This was unacceptable, and so a wager had been made. If Morpheus won The Oldest Game, he got his helm...and Jessamy. If Morpheus lost, then the demon Choronzon got...him.

Thankfully, the former had been the outcome, and Morpheus left Hell with his helm and one more raven than he entered with. But to say there had been some growing pains as the two Ravens of the Dreaming adjusted to both being the Ravens of the Dreaming would be a gross understatement.

That was then though, and this is now. By the time you came into the picture, there were hardly any signs at all that there had been animosity between Matthew and Jessamy. They worked together in harmony now, the perfect team. One could even call them friends...even if Matthew maybe had feelings that were a little more than friendly.

You're in the library with your two feathered friends when Jessamy's head perks up, an obvious sign that Morpheus is summoning her via the mental link he has with his ravens.

"That's me, then." She sighs as though it's a chore to have to go attend to Morpheus, but you know how much she enjoys it. How much she enjoys every moment of her second (third, really) chance at life.

"Official raven business?" you ask.

"The most official." She stands and shakes her feathers out, but stops before taking flight. "Matthew?"

He looks at her in surprise. "Yeah?"

"Your feathers look nice today."

"Oh! I—uh, I flew through a waterfall this morning because I wanted to try something new. Wasn't sure if it would work out."

"It certainly did."

Matthew tries to stutter out an answer. You can hear Jessamy laugh as she swoops off to catch up to Morpheus. If Matthew could blush, you're sure he would be.

He's still staring after her minutes after she's gone, and you can't help your amused smile. "You okay?"

"Absolutely." He nods, his chest puffed out in pride. You stifle a laugh and replace it with a hum, pulling your book up past your face so he can't see just how well you believe him.

These instances, of Jessamy playfully flirting with a head over heels Matthew, are not rare. She enjoys doing it, and who knows? Maybe she feels the same. Their routine is rather sweet, actually, but you can't help the weird sense of deja vu you get when you watch those two dance around each other. You've seen this act before, but where?

The next time you and Jessamy are together, you're both in a position that you did not ever think you'd find yourself in: watching Dream of the Endless play fashion show.

Normally, Morpheus just conjures up whatever look that he wants without a second thought. He can change his appearance at a whim, even though he prefers sticking to his familiar, all-black wardrobe. But this week, he's hosting his siblings. All of them, save his wayward brother, are to be in the Dreaming at the same time for the first time in centuries (Morpheus can't say for certain how long it's been, which is how you know it's been a long time). A "conclave of the Endless," he called it.

Weird way to say you're having a family dinner, but whatever.

Though he'll never admit it, he's nervous. Nervous about his siblings being in his realm, nervous about how the Dreaming looks after having spent so long returning it to its former glory prior to his imprisonment, nervous about proving himself and his power once more. This dinner matters to him, and since you can't be there to support him—he refuses to possibly put you in harm's way and/or at the mercy of cunning and powerful beings who enjoy making mortals their playthings, which you appreciate immensely—he's trying desperately to control the few things that he can, including his outfit choice for the evening.

And there have been a lot of potential choices. Seriously, he's tried on so many outfits that you're starting to lose count. Coats and cloaks, robes and rubies, boots and blacks. It's a dizzying blur by now, and Morpheus looks as done as you feel. He's nothing if not relentless though, so the rigamarole shall continue.

He turns to face you when he's settled on a new choice, and you both look at his outfit with the discerning eye of a critic appraising a work of art. After a few moments, Jessamy, sitting on the back of your chair, is the one to speak up first.

"The collar does not suit you, my Lord."

His gaze goes to you, and the helplessness in his eyes almost makes you say that Jessamy's wrong and you like the look. You'd be lying, though, and you like to think that a core tenet of your relationship is honesty. With that in mind, you grimace and shake your head.

"She's right," you begrudgingly agree.

Huffing is an action that's below Morpheus. It's a very mortal thing to do, so naturally the Ruler of the Nightmare Realms does not huff. If he were to pretend to huff, though, the way that he abruptly turns back around and sighs heavily through his nose would be a very good impression. Your lips twitch when you glance at Jessamy out of the corner of your eye only to see her pulling the exact same move towards you, but you stay silent and go back to the watching and waiting game.

About three outfit changes later, something clicks, and you sit up in your chair in excitement. "Ooh, that's it!"

"You're right," Jessamy echoes your earlier words, only this time in a far more positive connotation.

Morpheus raises an elegant brow. "Elaborate, please."

"That's your outfit for tomorrow," you insist. "You're gorgeous, my love."

He stops fussing with his outfit and looks at you through the mirror. "You truly think so?"

"You look so handsome in that outfit. I mean, you're handsome all the time, but c'mon!" You grin, because how can you not? He's one of the most attractive men (-shaped beings, if one were to be picky) you've ever met in your life, and he's yours.

He holds your gaze for a moment longer, as though attempting to detect any deceit from you, before inspecting his appearance one final time. With a nod and a very small, very self-satisfied smile, he says, "Then I shall wear this tomorrow."

"Perfect." Next to you, Jessamy sighs in relief, and you shoot her a furtive thumbs-up for a job well done.

Since your part in ensuring Morpheus has a successful dinner is complete, you leave the Dreaming hoping for the best and preparing for the worst. What this means is that you're expecting to fall asleep the day after the dinner is scheduled and walk into the worst hurricane that would ever be recorded were it in the Waking. Morpheus likes to act like he has no emotions, but the reality is quite the opposite. In fact, he has so many emotions, and they're all so strong. He just doesn't know how to deal with them, and chooses instead to hide them away until they burst.

Instead of the anticipated disaster zone, everything is...calm. Actually, it's a beautiful day. Think of the nicest spring day, and multiply it by at least 10 (maybe more). That's what this weather is. The sun is out and shining, the temperature is warm but not hot, and everything is in full bloom. Hell, there are actual flower petals dancing through the air right now. Flower petals!

You snag one of the petals and hold it gently between your thumb and forefinger, feeling the silkiness against your skin. "What kind of Disney movie am I in?" you mutter.

You feel Morpheus's presence behind you a mere moment before he asks, "What was that?"

Even with the environmental warning, he still makes you jump, and you turn around to face him. "Hi! How did it go?"

"Far better than I could have expected."

There's something...different about him. His hair looks especially messy and windswept (not that you're complaining, you love that), he's still wearing his special dinner outfit, and did he get taller? You feel like you have to look up just a little bit more to truly look at him so yeah, he definitely got taller.

"Good. I knew it would, though."

"You did?" he asks curiously.

"Of course. I had complete faith in you."

Those starry eyes of his twinkle brightly as he smirks at you, and the realization hits you like a truck. Now you know why Matthew's mannerisms have been so familiar! Because you've seen them before, and you're seeing them now. Morpheus thrives off of your compliments. How...interesting, and a theory that you need to test out immediately.

"I'm really proud of you, y'know." His lips turn upwards into something that's almost a smile, so you continue. "I know how hard this was for you, how much you worried, and you handled it beautifully."

The beautiful flowers surrounding you burst into the air, their petals falling down around you in the multitudes. You start to laugh, but Morpheus doesn't let you make another sound, instead ducking down (from his markedly taller height, mind you) to kiss you. Though you're caught off-guard, you quickly get with the program and return his affections.

"I would like to celebrate with you." He says before moving his lips to your ear, even though nobody around can hear him whisper, "In my chambers."

You pretend to think for a moment, because a moment's all you can spare. "I'm certainly not opposed to such plans."

He pulls you to him in a way that suggests you didn't really get a choice otherwise and grabs his sand from his robes. You press your lips together to hide your smile and happily hold onto him. Oh, you are so using this to your advantage from now on.

#morpheus x reader #dream of the endless x reader #dream of the endless imagine #morpheus imagine #is this good? really not sure

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therandompagesblog · 11 days ago

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Her Soul for His Soul Chapter 8 🌜Seungmin🌛

Trigger Warnings: Angst, hunting, mentions of: murderers rapists and paedophiles, murder, violence, selling of illegal weapons

Those damned human beings! I couldn't believe her. The audacity. They never learned. They are so fickle. They do not understand how much power we hold. They have no respect. "Hyung calm down!" Jeongin tried to reassure. I glared at him. I felt rage. I wanted to go and hunt a load of humans and steal their pathetic souls. At least they were out of misery and living in a life of luxury in the underworld or I could damn them into the Neverworld. "I have never seen you hurt before. Not like this. Maybe the little fiend has got her claws somewhere it shouldn't have." Jeongin suggested. "What are you implying?" I hissed. My eyes flashed yellow. The younger shrugged sarcastically and ate his baguette happily. He should not be enjoying being summoned and played with by humans. All they do is play with your emotions. "Hyung calm down. I meant nothing of the sort but your body language. You look like Archdemon Chan!" Jeongin jested. "Where you alive then to see him. No." I spat nearly breaking the human glass cup. Human hearts were so fragile. They were strong until you kicked them about. Mess with them for a few weeks and then they shattered. Unrepairable they would become. It was amusing how damaged their souls would become. Y/N on the other hand did have fire in her but there was something genuine about her. That's what I thought but now I realised she was playing a dangerous game like theKim's. It was pathetic. Jeongin looked at me before pulling out a phone making me roll my eyes. He was pathetically trying to blend in. "So my little bird told me something that was similar to your angry puppy." Jeongin started off, "my little bird told me she played the Ouija board with two other friends. One is called Y/N she was worried about her but I told her I would find out how she is." "Your point hybrid," I growled menacingly as I ignored the humans around me. "If you get a phone I could get the puppy's number. That's what you called her. An untrained dog. So she's a puppy who needs her demonic master." Jeongin jested sardonically. "That's not a bad point. She bargained her soul to me." I affirmed. "Let's get out of here and hunt some souls before puppy and the little birdy summon us." I was excited to hunt some human souls and get my soul count up. There were two ways we could claim souls. Take it by force and kill them or wait for them to die. Waiting was far too long for us. Killing would be a kindness. The purest ones were the best but they were better when they died on their own accord. Instead, we would kill criminals. Rapists, murderers and paedophiles. They were easy to find. They owned a certain club in a certain alleyway, where they all ganged together. Always down an alleyway or in a glorious hotel that held an event. These hunts were always the most fun because the villains begged for their sorry lives. They would cry and repent. Beg to not be sentenced to Lucifer who would send them to the fiery. It was hilarious!

Here we were at the Lifon Hotel which held a secluded event for armed weapons. It was filled with all kinds of people. Luckily for I and Jeongin, we could pass as a rich person with an interest in firearms. Most of the people here either had a fascination or no idea of what was going on. They were here to brag about their kill count or pretend they were gangsters. Jeongin was the most excited, this would be his first kill and it needed to go well. We were to act like businessmen and so far it was working. We looked at the guns presented and acknowledged them. Asked curious questions, some were knowledgeable about some we played dumb too. This was the fun part. It was the luring part. The part where we lured the criminals. The thing about criminals is they have a certain smell. A strong predatorial smell. It wasn't a smell like us Demons. Even Reapers smelt different but these kinds of humans had the sickening blood smell. It was like old wet congealed blood. I lured them first, showing Jeongin what to do. I started with the old fat man who was retired. He sold weapons to another country called Hixburg. A place I have never heard of. "Can I ask you some questions about a particular day that you hinted at earlier, in the foyer?" My melodic voice edged the man towards me. "Lead the way Mr L/N." The man said. Remind me why I was using Y/N's last name. I lured him into the foyer across the corridor to the room at the end. I locked the door behind him as I watched him go for the glass of whisky. I phased into my realm form and stalked towards him. He noticed the shadow of wings that swarmed his shadow and shuddered. He turned around for me to slash his throat instantly. His spirit shot out of him into a tiny grey orb and I grabbed it. Putting it into my pouch. Jeongin clapped happily at the execution as he watched the soul drop to the floor. "Try not to let them scream," I warned him. "Of course," Jeongin answered. "Let's play a game. How many souls we can collect before your little bird summons you!" I told him. "You owe me three souls if your little puppy summons you." Jeongin bargained. "Let's play," I told him. I phased back instantly and walked into the room. Owning it. Me and Jeongin were now competing in luring. The only advantage I had was I had more experience and more skill. Jeongin learned seduction was his trait. Mine was my eyes and my ability to be a sadist. I looked as though I related but did I? To an extent I did. I thrived off of the hunting of the souls. The feeling of their cold orbs shivering in my hand before I pouched them. The rest I could never relate to. I was starting to do well and was having one up on Jeongin until people started to speculate something was going on. The hunt became harder. It became a game of predator versus prey. We played and tormented until they were all gone. We lured. We killed. We laughed and tormented. We danced around in blood. We felt free until it went foggy.

THE DEAFENING SCREAM HIT MY EARS AS I STOOD NAKED IN FRONT OF Y/N. I covered my cock in front of her as I allowed her to take a look at me. She was studying my form. Quickly and surprisingly she composed herself. "Say nothing. Let me apologise first." I tilted my head to the side to look at the brown-haired girl. "I am sorry for my outburst. I am not good with apologising so I will try my best. I am sorry for going to the shops when you were asleep but I shook you twice and I saw how exhausted you were so I wanted to let you rest in peace. In truth, I am not used to this feeling it's so unnatural but at the same time, I can't have you not with me. I've got attachment issues and it's a problem that pushes and pulls me. I don't like not knowing where you are." Her vulnerability told me Y/N was different. She wasn't used to expressing herself like a Demon. She trusted easily but her head told her not to. She was always cautious and trusting that it was messing with her head. Anyone could see that. I almost felt sorry for her. "Thank you for your honesty. I am sorry I did not wake. I should have but I felt safe. Safe with you. I do not know why. I do not like it and I do not trust it. If you say that kindred spirit shite at me I will hiss." I glared playfully. I watched her walk forward, carefully, unsure of what to do as she got closer into my personal space. Her hand reached out as if she were to touch me, but she stopped. Afraid I would burn her. "You're beautiful you know!" She told me. "Some beg to differ, puppy," I told her. "No, you are. Your soul is scared to trust..."Her voice disappeared as if she was scared to say the next part. "I killed today. I hunted souls. Souls that were murderers, rapists, paedophiles." I told her slowly. I could tell her blood was running cold. "I left them inside the hotel bleeding out. I can show you their souls." My warm hand dug into my pouch and carefully pulled out an anxious orb. It shuddered in my hand as I showed her. Y/N nervously looked at it. Wanting to touch it but she didn't. "I'm not so beautiful am I?" I smirked at her. "No," Y/N whispered. "It makes you different. It's beautiful in your culture. Your nature. That's who you are and what makes you beautiful. If anything you're a saint for persecuting villains." "So poetic little pup!" I smiled at her. My sharp claw reached out to stroke her face. She jumped at the sharp touch and closed her eyes. Fuck did I want to ruin her pretty little soul? "Why do I want to stomp on it and kick it!" She whispered out making the orb shake. "Shhh little puppy. Your frightening it" I told her as I took her hand in mine and gave her the orb. She felt it shake. "Do no harm. They will be sent to Lucifer!" "How merciful." She told me. I smirked "Do you know the dead word for mercy? It's jabi. Remember it! Some demons are not jabiloun." I said to her. "Jabi?!" "Jabi!"

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mostlyfragilethoughts · 2 years ago

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Gentle Male Demon x Timid Female Reader (Part Three)

Rating: SFW (for now . .)

Word Count: 697

Author's Notes: this fic was born out of a want to see more realistic reactions to inhuman creatures in a world like ours. i do love a brave and instantly smitten protagonist, but we also need to remember the shy, easily startled souls who take a bit to warm up to a monster. this will be slow burn but definitely worth the wait.

The creature’s name was Spirit, given to him by your grandfather.

He told you this himself one day after he had announced his presence with a hum as he had begun doing so he wouldn’t scare you.

“That’s quite on the nose, isn’t it?” you replied, a tiny smile on your face, “Though that seems like him.”

Spirit had stared at your face long after that, his claws twitching as if itching to touch, and you realized that was the first time you had relaxed enough to smile around him.

The change in comfortability was minute and gradual; time passed slowly while spending your days at the house and Spirit’s visits became more and more frequent and lengthy. He seemed to want to be around you all the time but was reluctant as he seemed extremely conscious of your flighty nature — something you couldn’t blame him for being hyperaware of.

It was one day while preparing to paint after having stagnated in your creative efforts for so long, that you realized you missed him.

You paused, paintbrush mid-dip into the paint. If you called his name, would he appear? You’d never tried it in the year you’d known him, and felt a little shy about asking for him now. Would you be a bother? He never seemed to think so.

You blinked a few times before, feeling extremely silly, you opened your mouth and whispered, “S-Spirit..?”

The result was instantaneous. Spirit materialized from the ceiling, hollow eyes widened as if in surprise as the top half of his body hung upside down, directly in front of your face.

You were barely aware of the high-pitched noise that left your mouth as you jumped. Hurriedly, Spirit extricated himself from the ceiling in a crawl, coming to your side slowly while murmuring, “Sorry.. y-you surprise..d me, Birdie..”

“No, no, you’re fine,” you said quickly, a hand to your chest as your spiking heart rate calmed a bit, “Did I.. summon you? I’m sorry if it was sudden or if you were in the middle of something. I hope I didn’t disturb you.”

Spirit shook his head frantically, his skeletal grin crookedly stretching his maw in the endearing way you were accustomed to.

“No.. no..t.. a bother…” he gingerly placed his head on your shoulder and quietly purred in your ear, “Tha..nk you … for summoning.. me.”

For a reason unbeknownst to you, sharp, pleasant tingles went up your spine and goosebumps erupted onto your skin. Face hot, you nodded quickly, staring unseeingly at the floor, a shy smile on your face.

Spirit chuffed affectionately before extricating himself from you, head tilting curiously at your blank canvas. Smile spreading, you glanced at him, hoisting your palette towards him, paintbrush still in hand.

“I’m going to paint. It’s been a while. I wasn’t sure what my subject should be, but.. how about you?”

He blinked at you in surprise.

“R..eally? But I.. I look..”

He trailed off and seemed to curl into himself, the jerky, stilted movements that came naturally to him reemerging as he appeared to flounder. Poor Spirit had tried to control them around you, and you were sure it was because he thought they scared you. Though that might’ve been true in the beginning, it wasn’t now. You hesitated for only a brief second before placing your fingers over his clenched ones, an action that caused him to jerk and look at you, startled.

“You know I’m not afraid of you anymore, right? Not your appearance, not your voice echoing in my mind… besides,” you felt your face flush again, before stuttering out, “I-I think you’re beautiful in your own unique way now. I was too scared in the beginning, but there’s something about you that.. well, that I think should be painted.”

Instantly, you turned away, feeling too red and too nervous to want to see Spirit’s reaction. The silence was loud and long as you picked up another bottle of paint; a deep purple for the shadows that clung to him as tight as a snake constricting its prey.

Finally, you heard him whisper, a bashful tone in his voice, “Where.. shoul..d I.. sit..?”

- Part 4 -

#original story #monster x reader #monster romance #human x monster #monster boyfriend #monster x human #love #slow burn #monsterfucker #monster lover #monster love

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ivymarquis · 2 years ago

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Intro + Masterlist

Hi! I’m Ivy and I have been known to write things on occasion.

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Masterlist Key:

**UTD as of 6/5/23; Check the “my writing” tag to see if Ive posted anything that hasn’t been added to the list yet :)

Kinktober 2023 masterlist here!

OVERWATCH

Unspecified male OW!character x Reader

Heat Stroke He was a furnace and a cuddle monster- a trait you’d greatly appreciated when you’d started sleeping (as in, literally sleeping) with him in the winter. Now? The temperatures were rising and his grip was borderline suffocating at night.

Gabriel Reyes/Reaper

Gabriel throat fucking Reader ✨⚪ Free use throat fucking kink

Kinktober Day 6 (2018) ✨⚪ Daddy | Corset

Kinktober Day 7 (2018) ✨⚫ Praise Kink | Aphrodisiacs

Kinktober Day 10 (2018) ✨⚪ Wax Play | Hair Pulling

Incubus!Reaper Gabriel has something to tell you. Hopefully he doesn’t have a secret wife.

Gabriel Reyes vs 2-year-old toddler Gabriel underestimates the power of a nap

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Reyes’ reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Reaper teaching his S/O how to kiss Tis what it says on the tin

Moira O’Deorain

Kinktober Day 2 (2018) ✨⚪ Medical Play | Begging

Kinktober Day 11 (2018) ✨⚪ Aphyxiation | Object Insertion

Moira with an affectionate S/O Headcanons of Moira with an S/O who enjoys showing random affection

Looks Can Be Deceiving ✨⚪ Moira thinks you’d look adorable squealing underneath her.

Birdy ⚠️✨🔴 Moira’s in rut and has plans for you.

Daddy Part of your self-appointed job as Moira’s girlfriend was to annoy her on occasion.

Us ❗❗ You can’t overlook this.

Chocolate Kisses ✨⚪ You agree to go on a date with Moira

Problem Solving ✨⚪ You take control when Moira gets too stressed out.

Jack Morrison/Soldier 76** ** F!Reader fics written prior to announcement of Jack’s sexuality

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Jack’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Brat Tamer!76 ✨⚪ You weren’t acting out because you’d missed him. Definitely

Sleeping Dogs Lie ⚠️✨🔴 Jack just wants to make you happy

Movie Night ✨⚪ Jack starts seeing a new mother and develops some new kinks as a result.

Hang Ups ✨⚪ Jack moves past his hang ups.

Stealth ⚠️✨🔴 You’re not nearly as stealthy as you think you are.

Cole Cassidy** ** Older fics refer to Jesse McCree, pre name change

Kinktober Day 1 (2018) ✨⚪ Smiles/Laughter | Deep Throating

Demon!Hanzo x Werewolf!McCree x F! Reader ✨⚫ You decide to summon a demon and there are some… unintended consequences

Nap Time It’s just a fact that boobs make the best pillows

Gratitude ✨⚪ Jesse shows his gratitude to his sweetpea getting a tattoo themed after him

Welcome Home, Baby ✨⚪ Jesse comes home

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Cassidy’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Genji Shimada

Late Bloomer (I) (II) ✨⚪✔️ Genji’s precious beta is actually an omega- one whose heat hits her like a freight train.

Dragon!Genji x Reader ✨⚪ You’re ready to carry your lover’s eggs

Bother ✨⚪ You figured Genji wouldn’t care for a second if your cousin was visiting. As it turned out, he cared very much.

Stay ✨⚪ Genji hasn’t been with anyone since his near death experience. Then you join blackwatch.

Playground You and Genji go to a playground

Kitten Play ✨⚪ Being a well respected professional in your work life is fine and all, but there’s comfort in handing the reins over to someone else.

Genji w/ S/O who struggles with penetration ✨⚪ Tis what it says on the tin

Idol Genji has his own way of wishing you good luck for your concerts- This has unintended consequences.

Hanzo Shimada

Demon!Hanzo x Werewolf!McCree x F! Reader ✨⚫ You decide to summon a demon and there are some… unintended consequences

Daddy kink headcanon Tis what it says on the tin. Hanzo’s reaction to their s/o having a daddy kink

Sugar ⚠️ You just got cold feet is all

Incorrigible ✨⚪ You’re an incorrigible tease when you want to be.

Hanzo x Reader ✨⚪ You let Hanzo tie you up like a thanksgiving turkey

Candy Hanzo has some concerns about all the reader's candy

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Sombra

Kinktober Day 3 (2018) ✨⚪ Sensory Deprivation | Edgeplay

Aleksandra Zaryanova

Zarya + Chubby!Reader Self love is important, but can be hard

Akande Ogundimu

Phone Etiquette Akande knows how to make a boring business call much more interesting.

See Something You Like? You notice when Akande starts timing his workouts to match with yours.

Wilhelm Reinhardt

Sugar Daddy!Reinhardt Headcanons of sugar daddy Reinhardt

Lucio Correia dos Santos

Trying for a baby with his wife headcanons Tis what it says on the tin

Far Cry 5

Jacob Seed

Apex Predator (I) ⚠️⭕ The Deputy has a secret, and Jacob makes it his mission to bring her to heel

What You Want (I) (II) (III) ⚠️✨🔴»⚫ ✔️ Jacob learns the deputy is his mate and sets out to subdue her

Quality Over Quantity (I) (II) ✨⚪✔️ Jacob ensures the continuation of the Chosen’s line

Happy ✨⚪ She was content with her place in the middle of the pack. Then Jacob took notice of her.

All Good Things He's been sweet on her ever since she propositioned him back in Missouri

Better Late than Never Pushing 50, Jacob had figured years ago his dreams of a wife and kids weren’t happening

Unrequited ❗❗ Not sure I’ll ever actually finish this- Jacob is in love with the deputy, but marries one of the women in the cult after the deputy marries John

Kinktober Day 4 (2018) ✨⚪ Spanking | Spit Roasting

Kinktober Day 8 (2018) ✨⚪ Hate Fucking/Angry Sex | Fisting

Illness The Deputy gets sick in the cages

Can’t Sleep Jacob's insomnia is not new- when the Reader can't sleep, he offers a potential solution

Good With Kids John gives commentary on Jacob's baby-handling skills

“You smell like wet dog” Fluffy one-off where Reader informs Jacob he needs a bath.

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

John Seed

Baptism of Blood ⚠️ John finally has a willing soul to cleanse

Kinktober Day 5 (2018) ⚠️✨⚪ Sadism/Masochism | Blood/Gore

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Joseph Seed

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Faith Seed

Love Language Tis what it says on the tin

Favorite Kinks Tis what it says on the tin

Eli Palmer

Kinktober Day 4 (2018) ✨⚪ Spanking | Spit Roasting

Kinktober Day 9 (2018) ✨⚪ Titfucking | Lingerie

Call Of Duty

Simon Ghost Riley

Simon’s Spotify Playlist Don’t ask me for anyone else’s lol. He’s the only one who gets one.

Spoiled ✨⚪ Spoiled the thought flashes across his head. Course it doesn’t help that he’s utterly whipped. He’ll give you anything you ask for just because you want it.

Bonded ❗❗ You and Simon are caught off guard during a mission

SS: Overstim Tis what it says on the tin

John Price

Blind Date John goes on a blind date. It goes well

John Soap MacTavish

Steel Magnolia Soap falls head over heels for the base’s fire breathing preceptor

Character Study: Honey

Kyle Gaz Garrick

Under My Skin Your situationship uncomplicates itself on a rainy night

König

SS: Pregnancy Risk Not only does König not care that it's not safe to finish inside- that's kinda the point.

Platonic Reader + 141

The B.A.G. Coalition You accidentally spill the beans on why Graves can’t get a date

#cod x reader #overwatch x reader #far cry 5 x reader #x reader #my writing

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anonymousewrites · 1 year ago

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Adolescent Antichrist (Book 4) Chapter Twenty

Father Figure! Lucifer x Teen! Reader

Demon! OC x Reader

Chapter Twenty: Two Demons and an Angel Walk into a Church

Summary: Demons decide to kidnap (Y/N).

“Sorry for cutting out on our movie night,” said Em, smiling apologetically. “If the boss calls, I gotta go.”

“Lucifer can wait for Legally Blonde to finish,” said (Y/N), waving their hand. They leaned their head back over the coach to look at Em upside-down. “What did he want, anyways?”

“He had a visit from some demons,” said Em. “They wanted him to go back to Hell.”

“And Lucifer said no, right?” said (Y/N), slightly nervous.

“Obviously,” said Em, sitting down. “He’s not leaving you, Birdie.”

(Y/N) smiled and pretended to roll their eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I’m not worried.” They crossed their arms. “But I thought that demons weren’t able to get to earth.”

“Long story,” sighed Em. “They’re not supposed to be here, and Lucifer told them to get packing.”

“Oh, good, a problem I don’t have to solve,” sighed (Y/N) thankfully.

“Yep, Lucifer’s even doing cleanup by letting Chloe and Maze know about the situation and what happened,” said Em.

“Wonderful,” said (Y/N). “I get a night off.” They grinned.

“Well, you definitely earned one, Birdie,” said Em. “So, what did I miss?”

“I paused the movie,” said (Y/N).

“Really?” asked Em.

“I mean, yeah. This is our movie night. It’s for you and me to watch together,” said (Y/N). “So I waited.”

“Thanks,” said Em, turning red. (Y/N) really was the sweetest when they wanted to be. There was a reason Em had a crush on them, after all.

“Stop thanking me and just sit down,” said (Y/N). “It’s time to watch the movie.”

“Okay, okay,” chuckled Em, sitting down. “Where were we?”

“Elle is studying for the LSAT,” said (Y/N).

“Good for her,” said Em, settling in with (Y/N).

“Detective! I was hoping you’d still be up working,” said Lucifer, walking into the LAPD. “Ever the over-worker.” He blinked in surprise. “And Maze! What a surprise!”

“Oh, good, Lucifer,” said Chloe, letting out a sigh of relief. “Listen, we have a problem.”

“Oh?” asked Lucifer.

“Demons are roaming the earth,” said Maze.

“Then I have wonderful news for you!” said Lucifer brightly. “I already know; I saw them earlier.” He sighed. “Yeah, it seems that Kinley summoned them to take my back to Hell. His last-ditch attempt to squash the prophecy.” He grinned. “But don’t worry, crisis averted; I sent them packing. And besides, the demons in question are Dromos and Squee. Hardly the brightest bulb in the hellfire chandelier.”

Maze tsked. “I hate those two. Especially Squee.”

“Well, everyone hates Squee,” said Lucifer. “But either way, I’ve handled it all. And Emeranne was there, too, so she also is up-to-date with everything.”

“That’s great, but I’m still getting my knives and giving some to Emeranne in case those two idiots get lost on their way home,” said Maze.

“Fair enough,” said Lucifer, following Maze as she left the LAPD.

“Warner ends up all alone,” snickered Em as Legally Blonde ended.

“And Vivian and Elle are friends,” said (Y/N). “I love this movie.” They grinned at Em. “And, hey, someone needed to get you to watch the best human movies.”

“What else is on the list?” asked Em.

(Y/N) opened their phone and looked at their list. “Howl’s Moving Castle and Ocean’s 11 are the next two.”

“What are those about?”

“Howl’s Moving Castle is an animated film about magic and curses, and Ocean’s 11 is a heist movie,” said (Y/N).

“Sound fun, I can’t wait,” said Em, smiling. She’d take any chance to be around (Y/N). They needed to figure out how to tell if (Y/N) liked them (and start flirting(?)).

The elevator dinged, and (Y/N) and Em turned around to look. Em’s eyes widened as Dromos and Squee walked in.

“Is that Kinley?” said (Y/N) in shock.

“My name’s Dromos,” said Dromos. “I’m just…borrowing this body.”

“The boss told you to go back to Hell,” said Em, moving in front of (Y/N) and pushing them behind her.

“What’s going on?” questioned (Y/N).

“We have a bit of a demon problem,” said Em, narrowing their eyes. “But the boss told them to leave.”

“He abdicated the throne,” said Squee. “He isn’t our boss.”

“Em, did Dad do that?” asked (Y/N).

Em nodded, and Dromos grinned. “Aw, are you ‘Em’ up here? No wonder you’ve gone soft like Lucifer.”

Em just glared. “You should listen to his warning and go back to Hell no matter what you think. He’ll obliterate you if he finds you here.”

“Right, right…But we have some business to take of, and as long as we handle it before he figures anything out…” Dromos smirked. “We’re home free. And anyways, we’ll be going to Hell happily.”

“But we need a King, first,” said Squee. “And angel.”

Em reached back and grabbed (Y/N)’s hand. “Run,” she whispered.

“And we thought, why not a half-angel?” said Dromos, taking a step forward and staring at (Y/N).

“Shit,” said (Y/N).

“Go, Birdie,” said Em, pushing (Y/N) back and lunging at Dromos.

(Y/N) actually listened to someone for once and ran for the elevator. Squee grabbed for them, but (Y/N) dodged, and shadows reached up to grab his ankle. They tripped him and jumped over his body to head for freedom.

Behind them, Em punched Dromos. He stumbled back before returning the attack. Em was a younger and smaller demon, so they ducked before trying to hit him again. Unfortunately, Dromos blocked and grabbed her. He lifted them and slammed them down on the bar counter. Em cried out as her head hit the marble. They weren’t an angel—this could hurt them.

Em’s cry got (Y/N)’s attention, and they faltered in their run to look back. And their heart cried out for them to do something. So, stupidly, foolishly (but what else could someone be when they cared for another?), (Y/N) stopped and raised a hand. Shadows grabbed Dromos and dragged him away from Em.

And it gave Squee the perfect moment to grab their leg from where he lay and stab a needle into them. The drugs entered their system, and (Y/N) collapsed. They groaned, and the shadows faded back to their usual darkness as they lost consciousness and the drugs took effect.

“Em…” they said. “Dad…” Their vision went black.

Dromos looked back to confirm that Squee was picking up Lucifer’s kid before looking back down at Em as she fumbled to get up and help (Y/N).

“Stay down, brat,” he said, picking them up and throwing them into the bar shelves.

Em collapsed to the ground behind the counter in a show of glass, and that last thing she saw was Squee and Dromos walking out of the penthouse with (Y/N).

“Maze, just how many knives are you bringing Emeranne?” asked Chloe as they finally arrived at Lux. Maze had taken quite some time to find just the right weapons for Em.

“Enough for her to be properly armed,” said Maze vaguely.

“Oh boy,” sighed Chloe.

Lucifer checked the time. “If (Y/N) is sleeping and all this wakes them up, I’m not going to be happy.”

Chloe smiled. “I think it’s nice that you’re worried about them.”

“Oh, no, their sleep schedule is screwed up anyways, it’s more that they’ll bite our heads off,” said Lucifer jovially, leading the group to the elevator.

“Right,” said Chloe, just smiling and rolling her eyes. She knew it was Lucifer’s way of worrying.

The elevator finally dinged at the penthouse, and the group stepped out.

“Oh my god,” said Chloe, eyes widening.

The entryway of the penthouse was fine, but the view of the bar was a mess. The entire set of shelves was destroyed, and glass littered the floor. Beside a body.

“Emeranne,” said Maze, instantly moving to her favorite demon’s side.

“Is she alright?” said Lucifer, hovering with Chloe.

“They have a pulse,” said Maze.

Sure enough, Em’s eyes were opening. “What the—Maze?”

“Yeah, kid,” said Maze. “And Chloe and Lucifer.”

Em didn’t listen to that and instantly sat up as she got her bearing. She looked around wildly. “Shit. Shit. Shit, shit, shit, we need to go!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” said Chloe, grabbing Em as they stood. “Calm down, kid. You need a hospital.”

“No, no, it’s (Y/N). (Y/N)’s in danger!” said Em. She looked at Lucifer desperately. “I tried to protect them, I swear, but Dromos and Squee were stronger, and they drugged (Y/N), and I couldn’t get to them in time, and they stopped running to help me, and then those damn demons took them.”

“They what?” said Lucifer, eyes blazing red, and Maze and Chloe glanced at each other worriedly.

“Dromos and Squee took (Y/N),” said Em. “They want them as a king.”

“King?” said Chloe.

“They need an angel as the King of Hell,” said Maze, making the connecting. “And (Y/N) is half-angel now.”

“Full angel, possibly,” said Lucifer darkly. “We have no idea how this ‘self-actualizing a child’ thing works.” His eyes widened in horror. “Which means them taking (Y/N) is my fault.”

“Hey, no, don’t do that,” said Chloe. “Don’t blame yourself.”

“(Y/N) wouldn’t want you to,” said Em quietly. “They’d want you to be cursing the demons out and fighting them, not blaming yourself.”

Lucifer nodded stiffly. “Right.” (Y/N) needed him. He didn’t have time for himself. (Y/N) was what mattered. “Detective, I need your help to figure out where they took (Y/N).”

“Of course, Lucifer. We’ll find them,” said Chloe.

Lucifer’s stomach twisted, and his heart clenched. He had to find (Y/N). He had to protect them. If he couldn’t…he wouldn’t recover.

(Y/N)’s eyes opened blearily. Their vision was still blurry, and when they tried to move, they found they were bound. It seemed to be overkill, but as they squirmed, (Y/N) realized the ropes were tight around their torso. Their wings couldn’t get out. The demons were trapping an angel, and they had taken every precaution.

(Y/N) groaned. They blinked, furiously trying to clear their vision, but the drugs were strong. I can’t believe Dad used to do this for fun, they thought. Finally, they managed to piece together that they were in a church. The irony was going to kill them before the drugs.

“Aw, look, the little angel is waking up,” said Dromos, kneeling in front of them.

“Two demons and an angel walk into a church,” said (Y/N). “You guys are a joke in the making.”

Dromos’s eyes narrowed, and he grabbed (Y/N) by the collar. “Listen here, you—”

“Dromos,” said Squee. “Keep your temper. Once this is all over, we’ll have what we want and can do as we wish.”

Dromos rolled his eyes but let go of (Y/N). “Fine, fine.” He glared at them. “But you better start watching your mouth. You’re the powerless one here. We make the rules.”

“You know, the more I meet Celestials and demons, the more I realize they’re just like humans,” muttered (Y/N).

“We are far superior,” said Squee coldly.

“Maybe in stupidity,” sneered (Y/N). “Do you really think this is gonna work? My dad, Lucifer, is going to destroy you. You’ve sealed your own death warrants.”

Dromos leaned in and smirked. “He’s not going to get here before we get what we want. So I’d suggest worrying about yourself.”

(Y/N) forced themself to glare through their fear. They wouldn’t give the demons the satisfaction of getting the reaction they wanted. But still…

Dad, I need you.

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heartofbalemoon · 3 months ago

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🍬🪞🦉 for colomura!

DAE YAYAY thank you for the ask..!

🍬 - columbina's favorite candy.... you know those blood bags that contain a strawberry syrup? THOSE.. and pomegranates. she consumes both of them at once.. the sillie <3

🪞 - they're both seelies??? lord of the night girl tell me more seraphs of course they're gonna be curious enough to start all sorts of chaos- it'll be like the 'girls summoning demons at sleepovers' meme where they're just singing lullabies afterwards and everyone is running for their lives 😂😭

🦉 - technically not jumping but,, homura couldn't help but listen out for any sudden loud noises (it's a no-no for her), but columbina would have her hand around her and reassure her like 'ah homu, there's nothing out there that are worthy enough to take us on.. not a single soul would dare it, my little birdie~ ( ˶ˆᵕ ˆ˵ )'

#balemoon answers #[🎃] hallows eve ask game #[🕊❤️🕊] selfship: fated souls #im still processing that lore bomb- like... girl's telling me that my beans are little floaties... creatures...

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darklordofthesimp · 2 years ago

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SOMEONE CALLED SO I WAS SUMMONED LIKE A DEMON, THUS I AM HERE ONCE AGAIN TO PESTER IN YOUR INBOX ABOUT MY DADDY, MA'AM

alr, so last time i focused mostly in sunny's and my husbands relationship, but now i MUST talk about price and birdy !!! BIRDY FANS SIT UP.

so, first of all, when talking about birdy we must understand that inevitably there are two birdies, the pre-accident e the pos-accident one, and wanting or not, those two are different people, so we must analyze both of these relationships.

PRE-ACCIDENT BIRDY, ALRIGHT, i think birdy would really look up to price, not in the battlefield style of look up, hes not a sniper after all, but i think they would really admire him in everything else, and tbh i think birdy would just be swapped by his charisma, to the point i even think they may have blossomed a crush on him riiiight in the beggining of their time on the unit, but it would fade quickly when they saw their admiration was more on the fraternal side, they wanted to be complimented by him, to be seen, like a father seeing his children and being proud, and even thought birdy was never vocal about it, they had this unspoken father/child bond.

NOW..... pos-accident birdy... that's a DELICATE topic LOL, it's no secret that the incident completely changed birdy's relationship with everyone, in numerous ways, like, they got closer to ghost, and they developed this stronger bond, but with the rest of the unit, i think they just ended up being quieter and more reclusive, but now, theres price, i think his relationship with birdy was undoubtly the most damaged one of all. because there was betrayal, dark yourself said how birdy felt betrayed, expendable, and i honestly think they would, even if unconsciously, put john in the center of the fault.

ever since the accident, price knew things would never be the same, and believe it or not, it hurt him a lot, HES A BIG SOFTIE YOU GUYS, REMEMBER COD 2009, HE LOVES HIS TEAMMATES WITH HIS HEART. i just imagine the nights awake he spent pacing anxiously in his office while fighting the superiors about the decision of putting könig in the unit, the night where he spent in his chair drabbling ideas and ways to make this whole new setup work, but it's not like birdy knew that, and it wouldn't change it anyway.

birdy's looks in prices way told him everything he needed to know, and after many internal debates, he decided to not press them, it was already too much on their bag. so, john became like batman, helping birdy on the shadows. always telling people to keep an eye on them, spending all his free time studying about PTSD and giving his sergeants "subtle" clues on how to behave with you, and always keeping an eye, ot better, A SCARY stare, towards könig. he doesn't expect to be forgiven or recognized for his silent attitudes, he only wants to help birdy, and maybe... take a little bit of the guilt he feels off his back.

but still, still, he hopes one day they can look face to face, and just for one moment, things come back to the way they were.

- price anon

HOW HAVE YOU FIGURED PRICE OUT TO THE ABSOLUTE FUCKING PIN POINT OF HIS CHARACTER?? Im going to make a fucking Price x Reader and you better soak it up Price Anon I stggggg.

BUT you're going to die when you see the next interaction between Birdy and Price. It'll break ur lil heart.

THE ANON WHO SUMMONED PRICE ANON, ARE YOU SATISFIED?

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forest-hashira · 7 months ago

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A little birdie tells me you've got a new demon slayer oc ... (I saw your post and RAN to your inbox)

Tell me about them pls? What are they like?

AHAHAHA MY SUMMONING SPELL WORKED!!!

ok i'm still hazy on a lot of her details rn unfortunately, but i know she's twenty, she's not a hashira, she's autistic, and mostly nonverbal (she communicates with sign language). she winds up in a sort-of poly relationship with obamitsu (i say sort of bc none of them ever outright say anything about it being official but like. everyone else knows they're all together lmfao). she's a solid 5'2", and she likes that that makes her shorter than iggy. i'm not sure what her breathing style is either. i'm kinda thinking water? but i'm not set on it yet. she also gets along well with giyu, which drives iggy nuts, but he never says anything about it.

OH also she and kyojuro are Autism Buddies. they're the same age, and she has auditory processing issues so his constantly raised volume actually makes it easier for her to understand what he's saying when he talks to her. and even though she signs she doesn't really care if other people sign back, as long as they can understand what she's signing to them.

that's all i've got for now but i will keep you posted as i figure out more about her! 💜

#asks answered #oc tag #ALSO I THOUGHT I WAS FOLLOWING YOU BUT APPARENTLY I'M NOT???#time for a new mutual tag you ready?:#radical roxy #fallon's friends

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bluiex · 2 years ago

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Jade you are making me FERAL for more Vex culture/courting rituals

Vex being similar to demons, in that they only appear to/work for people strong enough to summon them. They live in an entirely separate dimension usually

Vex and Illagers get along. Always have. It's rare for a Vex to leave its Invoker and even more rare for Vex to enter our world without being summoned

But for their own reasons, the Vex are venturing out. They found Scar and Cub to be suitable vessels and channeled their power through them in exchange for further cooperation

It isn't possession or servitude. It's more like a symbiotic relationship while one species tries to establish itself in the other's environment

Either way, this renders Scar and Cub half Vex and MAJORLY changes their instincts

Vex enjoy causing mischief and discord, which only amps up Scar's pranks and Cub's inventions

They get haughty, preferring to work with each other or fellow Vex than simple-minded Hermits

And as delicious as cookies and golden carrots are, it's a facade to curb their more... macabre cravings...

They nearly courted each other (and still occasionally pass romantic gestures), but it was to establish which one of them got to be the "leader." Cub overpowered Scar and won charge of planning their shenanigans

And yes, submission is HUGE in Vex culture. Offering yourself fully as a servant to higher power is how Vex have survived so long

Scar and Cub are used to obeying the Vex directly, but something about Grian's chaotic nature, aptitude for destruction, and love of pranks draws Scar to him. His Vex side sees someone with potential for power. His human side sees a handsome birdie

So he "courts" him unwittingly. Scar watches him through every battle, tries to follow him in every Life, and grows closer to him in general to see who Grian really is

Perhaps it's his natural charm or his connection to the Watchers, but Scar's Vex side deems Grian a worthy partner and falls hard. Scar turns to mush around the bird. There's no request he won't obey

He brings treasures and trinkets and stolen goods to Grian every time he sees him. He's even offered to show him where their Vex base is hidden

Meanwhile, Grian is worried he's done something awful to make Scar this eager to please. Did he make Scar feel inadequate? Not cared for? Not competent enough to be his friend?

Cub laughs at the pair. Scar is giving every "claim me" hint in the Vex book and Grian wouldn't recognize admiration if it slapped him across the face, so Cub pulls him aside one evening to explain

"Hey buddy, y'know how birds sing and fan their wings out when they wanna woo a mate?"

"...Yeah?"

"That's what Scar's doing as a Vex. He wants you to be his master."

"Okay well that's nic- wait what?"

The next several hours are Cub explaining Vex culture to a very flustered bird.

(Basically a reverse of Grian trying to woo Scar in bird XD)

-🩸

OOOH i love your thought on them being like demons. Sepreate dimension, will only be used/work for you if youre strong enough, yesyes perfect

Grian being flustered and confused about Scar wanting Grian to be his master asjkgjk

#bluie gets an ask poggers #long post

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mind-if-i-scream · 2 years ago

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Yuki: *making demon sounds* I AM THE MOST EVILEST OF ALL BIRDS I WILL SUMMON MY ARMIES TO TAKE OVER THE MORTAL PLAIN AND...

Me: Hey Yu you want some Cheerios?

Yuki: *runs onto her perch* YES I AM GOOD BIRDY AND I DESERVE ALL THE TREATS!

#she then grumbled while she ate #and now shes back to screaming #yuki #parrot #my birds #bird #cockatoo #petblr #birblr #goffins cockatoo #birb #petbird

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cerezzzita · 1 year ago

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Evangeline Céliath, The Angelic Huntress

⋆ Character Traits + Headcanons

Daughter of an angel and a human woman; her father is the leader of the Virtues and represents the Virtue of Temperance.

French heritage from mother's side, can speak it since she was 8;

Thanks to her jackass father strong angelical genes, she have long, straight pearly white hair, from her mother she heritated her jade-green eyes;

Have a beauty mark on the left corner of her mouth that's not exactly a beauty mark, it's a spiritual scar that showed up after a very traumatic episode...

Is 175cm / 5'9 inches tall, hourglass figure (we stan a big boobed curvy lady here)

Her favorite colors are white and light blue.

Met with Dante when he was 19 and she 18, in the middle of a hunt, and lets just say they didn't started well; they started as strangers to rivals, but that good, healthy rivalry.

Around their 20s, they became roommates because Evangeline did not lived at the same city Dante lives + at that point they were pretty comfortable friends around each other.

And they were roommates... omg they were roommates

She's from a city called Caelumia — a healthy, fancy city that's known for the "The Doorway to Heaven" status.

Dante have many, many angel-related petnames for Evangeline: lovebird, birdie, wingaboo <- this one in particular is similar to Chat Noir calling Ladybug "bugaboo", cherubabe, but his ultimate favourite is angelcake. In return, she calls him daredevil.

^ You'll hardly see Dante calling Evangeline by her actual name, though. It's either the petnames or variants of her name (Angie, Line, Vangie, Angel).

She have a thing for hazelnut flavoured food, especially hazelnut cookies with cinnamon on it, it's her comfort food.

Also have a several sweet-tooth.

Evangeline's Angel Trigger is brown, white and gold colored and looks very much like this.

Her wings are summonable by will (it wasn't until she hitted her 15 years), whether on Angel Trigger or not and are very big, eagle-like shaped with golden-brown feathers.

^ now cut for Dante snuggling on her wings whenever he can.

Is a Devil Hunter not because she had some demonic-related traumatic episode, she hunts them because she saw what horrors they are capable to do with the Human World and with the humans who cannot defend themselves properly; and it didn't seemed fair that she, who's strong and capable to rip them with her bare hands, wouldn't do something to "repair" it.

Evangeline's combat moves style are inspired by ballet moves, she wields her spear with grace but precise choreography.

Speaking of, angels have a thing for spears and absolutely despises swords like the demons use because "we are creatures born from pure light, they are unhinged darkness so we're better than them bla bla bla". So, since ever, Evangeline was trained to wield spears, having one named Adamant.

^ Angels also don't like fire weapons, but she owns a platinum pair of guns named Grace & Glory.

^ she refers to them as "my girls/besties".

Is demisexual. Never dated anyone until Dante.

Evangeline is kinda touch-starved but very affectionate, loves cuddling with Dante on their days-off.

Is a morning bird and a light sleeper, waking up at 6:00 AM everyday, no matter how tired or sleepy she may be. Much in contrast to Dante, who's a bed bug and sleeps like a rock.

Knows how to cook, loves cooking and always end up bringing breakfast on bed for her lovely, lazy devil.

Usually she's the little spoon when cuddling but they switch, mostly because Dante loves to bury his face on her ample, soft breasts.

^ this bitch likes to call them Jupiter and Saturn, I'm-

They dated until DMC1 events, after that, thanks to daddy issues and Heaven and Hell problems, they broke up.

Got stuck on Heaven for quite some years and after the events of DMC2 she finally came back buuut they didn't were in the best of the terms. Took a lot of time for them to befriend again, to like each other again and eventually, be lovers once more.

Does sculpting on wood and knows how to draw, but overall prefers sculpting.

She does have some sketches of Dante sleeping, eating pizza, on the phone, etc.

Evangeline have a thing for teen 2000s magazines and decor magazines as well, she likes to make notes with arrows and circles, pointing out what she liked, what could be better, etc.

When she's whiny enough she snuggles on Dante, giving him lots of kisses and squeezes just the way he likes.

Teases and flirts with him wherever, whenever. Gosh, they even have little flirting contenders, they are so silly, I love 'em.

Smells like cinnamon and hazelnut, with a petit hint of vanilla.

Huge, and I mean, HUGE, fan of Sade and her songs, her favourite albums being Diamond Life and Love Deluxe.

#idk if ill make this for all my dmc ocs im doing for evangeline bc she's my fave #sorry if it lack details btw its a lot of plot #devil may cry #dmc ocs #evangeline céliath #dante x evangeline

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georgette-mademoiselle · 10 months ago

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" greetings batties and a happy Mărțișor

A time to celebrate the arrival of spring and the revival of nature. This little charm is also used to ward of evil spirits however i perfer giving out these charms to my loved ones for good luck and as a token of my affection for them..."

Yes...ive givin these little charms to the clones and hantengu so that luck will always be by there side when im not there...

Let me show how each of them look.

Sekido's

These little rubys remind me of his crimson eyes especially when the moonlight shines down upon them glistening like a crystal.

Out of all the charms this ones my favorite...

He says he keeps it tied to his khakkara at all times believing that it will strengthen his lightning abilities for good fortune

And that even when where far apart during our missions this charm will always make him feel that im there with him.

Karaku's

The little green leaf was simply and opportunity couldnt refuse to give him!

This charm is just so cute! Just as cute as him haha.

The ladybug is sure to keep him lucky enough to get him out of his mischievous troubles for sure.

I told him the ladybug is me personified so that i could look after him.

Aizetsu's

Now when i think of aizetsu i think of the forget me not flowers and there symbolism to sadness thus i gave him this charm that closley resembles them

He told me he likes to carry it around tied to his spear so that good fortune would manefest whenever he summons his blood demon art

I will never forget the blush he made when i gave this to him...

Urogi's

Little birdie gets a daisy representing playfulness and joy just like him

He has the most of these charms collected because he decorates his nest with them to look pretty.

Everytime i give him another of these his excitement grows ever more flapping his wings even.

Zohakutens

For zohakuten i wanted him to have this charm as our symbol for familial love althou he is cold and dosent talk to me often hell always be my adopted son and wish him a victorious battle with his lucky charm.

And lastly hantengus

While the clones already protect him may this lily with a horseshoe wrapped around it always bring them luck to never be harmed.

At first he was hesitant to take this gift but eventually he warmed up and agreed

Knowing that all this is for good things to come i hope this can ease down his paranoia a little bit.

"and that's all batties

"I hope you enjoyed my little rambling. May you all have a lucky spring aswell my dears. Farewell ❤️"

#georgette speaks #sekido #kny sekido #karaku #kny karaku #aizetsu #kny aizetsu #urogi #kny urogi #hantengu clones #upper moon 4 #hantengu #zohakuten #kny zohakuten #kny #demon slayer #georgette mademoiselle #oc x canon #oc x canon lore

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nova-fabula · 2 years ago

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some scattered thoughts about Cyra and Ezariel because my brain decided to think about them all day:

Cyra, despite the way she chooses to look, is older than Ezariel

though they are both demons, Ezariel is a demon only on technicality -- she refused to take sides in the conflict between God and Lucifer and thus was cast down

Cyra is a demon of lust, and existed independent of the Fall. she's certainly not the oldest by any means, but she's also not nearly as old as some of her peers

Ezariel can be summoned and bound by a contract, but Cyra can't, as she is not a citizen of Hell and thus doesn't play by their rules

Ezariel's longest standing contract is not with Cyra, but rather the King of Hell, regardless of whoever currently holds the title

Cyra and Ezariel first met like this: Cyra was hungry and Ezariel just wanted to do her job. Cyra ended up killing the person Ezariel was contracted to at the time, and the contract somehow got transferred to Cyra

Cyra tried to break the contract, but Ezariel refused because she realized she could use this to her advantage: add a bit of fine print to any subsequent contracts that says she can't do anything that would violate or come into conflict with the contract she has with Cyra. it gives her a whole hell of a lot of freedom because Cyra is more than willing to do just about anything Ezariel requests of her

Cyra is aroace, and craves sex -- in point of fact, she feeds off of sexual intercourse -- but what she lusts for is knowledge

Ezariel is...apathetic towards the idea of both sex and romance. it's not that she's opposed to them, just that she doesn't care

when Ezariel does initiate sex, she will exclusively look to Cyra, because Cyra is the only being with whom Ezariel genuinely enjoys the experience

they wouldn't use these words to describe themselves, but the closest way to explain their relationship is queer platonic

Cyra is a shapeshifter and can take whatever form she pleases, usually choosing to appear in a way that will appeal most to whoever she's currently after

just about everyone Cyra sets her sights on ends up dead by her own hand eventually. whether she decides to leave the body behind for others to find or not depends on her mood at the time and how hungry Ezariel is

those that escape Cyra alive are few and far between, and it's usually because someone requested (with incentive) that she not kill the person she's intent upon

Cyra flat out refuses to use force when engaging in sexual activities -- anything that isn't consensual leaves her frustrated and unsatisfied

Ezariel is extremely protective of Cyra, a result of spending millennia of keeping her on task (Cyra can and will inevitably get distracted by books and knowledge) and making sure she's safe

Ezariel will sometimes disappear for a few days, and no matter how many times it's happened and Ezariel always returns, Cyra still gets worried that she won't come back

Cyra absolutely loves visiting book shops and libraries. she has her own private library where she employs Merit Hart to tend to the books she brings back, accompanied by her ever-present ghost companion Birdie Rodgers

they're both non binary (again, not the words they'd use for themselves, but is what fits closest). Ezariel prefers feminine pronouns, whatever she decides to present herself as, but Cyra does not give a shit. she'll even take it because, well, she's not human, so the concept of dehumanization does not matter to her

(Ezariel does care about dehumanization because if she were to end up dead, she'd want to become a human. Cyra also cares about dehumanization, just not in regards to herself. due to the way she prefers to present herself, however, most people use feminine pronouns for her)

Cyra almost exclusively refers to Ezariel as "Ezzie" because she thinks it's funny. if anyone else does it, they will either not get a response, or if Ezariel is in a bad mood, they're more likely to end up with threat of bodily harm

if Ezariel decides to not refer to Cyra as Cyra, it means she's very, very angry. thankfully, this only happened only a handful of times in the entire time they've known each other

#character: Cyra #character: Ezariel #guess mentions:#character: Merit Hart #character: Birdie Rodgers #I had a lot more thoughts about them than I initially realized

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marysunburn · 2 years ago

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Azir's whumpy younger days

A special gift for @scarecrowwizard

Azir's adult days seem to be very bad, but it's not like his childhood was any better. He was hated by his parents for his lack of skills in... anything, really, and seen as useless and a burden on the family.

Now we know that everyone deserves to be loved, even if they're not smart or strong or anything of sorts – but we are not emperors and we see things differently. We see them like Xerath did, who at the time just saw Azir's bruises and tears.

Slightly older than he, he would often see Azir in his rooms, all alone, bruised on his back or his palms for his bad performances. The emperor had different rods for his different mistakes.

Azir would try to hide the tears, but he was as bad at acting as he was at anything else. So he would get caught, and as Xerath dabbed ointment on his bruises and brushed his hair, he'd often ask.

"Xerath... do you think I'm stupid?"

"No, my lord. You're not stupid, you're just... differently perceptive. They don't see you the way I do. Your time will come... shh, shh.. Don't cry, I have you. Such a sweet face shouldn't be tarnished with tears."

His mistreatment didn't quench his vivacity and love for life: the young prince was still very curious, with a mischievous streak and a sociable personality.

"Step up, Xer... my dear. Let's dance"

~ ~ ~

Years passed, and things went as bad as they could have – so now it's Xerath who holds the strings, and knows what makes Azir tick.

"Stupid. You're a stupid, useless thing. You're no emperor... they always knew, and I was just as much a fool for ignoring. You're so stupid you couldn't be a serf, let alone rule."

Azir is very tempered and proud, and he finds comfort in his pride when he's put to the test. Yet those words cut like blades, and sometimes he finds himself sobbing even when he's not in pain. Just knowing he's right and he got into this mess all by himself stings, stings...

"But wasn't there a time you cared for me, Xerath?"

"Oh, you enormous idiot. I lied. And you spoke without being summoned, so now you're getting the clamps... wait, no. I have a better idea. Give me the rod"

Azir thought he'd gotten ready to face any pain... but not that rod. He knows what that is, how many times it was used on him. Now his inner child weeps – but not the man himself, who maintains his defiant streak and thinks he can face any demon.

"I had this forged from that sweet gold armor of yours. It belongs to me, now. Give me those flappers, birdie."

"Xerath, you wouldn't dare..."

But the gentle, determined young man who always held him tight and comforted him as he wept himself to sleep after the constant beatings and jeers – "he's worth nothing, he can't do anything, he's not even a good scholar" – is no more.

"You spoke out of line again. Hood him, and pull it to the seams. You like surprises... don't you, Azir my dear?"

#lol #league of legends #azir #omah azir #emperor azir #xerath #shurima #whump #violence #stupid bird was in fact stupid as a kid too #azir's new groove

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