#moon shadow verse

[ask-sonicdragonfan]

Ink-we know your in there dream everything will be okay please lay your friend down your hurting him.

Blueberry sans and Dream sans belong to original owners

Moon shadow verse belongs to me sonicdragonfan

[marshalforgotten]

Alkebu-lan vc: Dude, get rid of that. There are like children here.

Decided to give you all little snippets of my comic. I admit it took a while to draw Macaque especially, but I think I got him a bit down. >w>;

[ferinehuntress]

◈　 ⇢  @shimmerbeasts　 ⋯　 Continued Ask ♡ 　 ⸻　Isobel learning some interesting facts from Mizora.

The fiend had interrupted her train of thought, but more so, immediate discomfort at being touched by someone she didn’t know. Her arm pulled away quickly, grabbing the gloves and wiggling her fingers into them. Had this cambion seen? All her mind could do was whirl with discomfort and covered up the cursed hands. In sync with her actions, Isobel had shifted to her feet and took a few steps back, acutely aware of her spear just inches from her hand on the ground, though she did not attack.

Her gentle voice is not what Isobel expected from someone of fiendish nature. “There’s nothing to see,” Isobel confidently conveyed to Mizora as her gloved hands were now completely covered, and she brushed her wrist where the tail had been. “We have a bit of decorum up here. You tend to ask before you just touch,” the words a hint of sass behind it, still disturbed by being touched.

“Well, next time, ask. I am not one of your warlocks that you can interrupt at any day,” Isobel said as she could step away, but then she froze in her step. “The Raven Queen?” Isobel twisted her head and stared at Mizora. That... wasn’t possible. Ketheric had resurrected her. How she didn’t know. What baffled her is that everyone Ketheric resurrected were undead creatures, but she wasn’t. The necrotic magic did not touch her skin, and it affected her. If she was undead, necrotic magic would have no effect upon her. So how did her father do it? How? There were far too many questions that could not be answered.

Until this.

“Wait, what do you mean? What do you know about that Raven Queen? Why would she...” All the questions suddenly flowed from her lips, and she moved toward Mizora. She was not a fool to think Mizora could have all the answers. That was unlikely. But the fact that she sensed something that might be the truth? If she knew anything, even a speck of information that lead to her revival, Isobel wanted to know. “Is it.... this?” Isobel said as she slowly removed her glove, once more revealing the raven black hand of hers. It traveled up her arm, and like tendrils of lightning bolted around her forearm. A contrast between her pale ivory skin stark against the black. “I didn’t have this when I was alive before, but when I woke, it was there. Is this how you know? Why do I not remember anything?” Isobel growled slightly, staring down at her black hand, her nails claw-like and sharper than before as she curled her fingers into her palm. Silver-green eyes peered down at her hand before focusing on Mizora again.

She needed to know everything she knew.

[yuelun]

/takes a little breath amidst a quiet dash. Starter call!

Though I have threads/asks to get to, I'm curious if one of these would catch anyone's attention. I know sending in sentence starters isn't always up everyone's alley and it's a little harder when it comes to interacting with a character who's canonically dead in present day, like mine. Although (I need to write up the details for the first iteration of it) I do have her resurrected in a present timeline (see tags). If you're interested in me either coming to you, or fishing up something with a bit of a red line, give this a like and I'll see what I can do! Trust me when I say, if we're mutuals, I'm interested in writing with you. See this as a little cheat to grab my attention if you want it!

[yanlei]

“ And here I was, afraid you’d naught answer my call. ”

Though a smirk rests upon sultry lips, it does not meet her gaze. For once, one may argue a rarity for her to appear so serious in regards to whatever it is she’s conspiring. Ice blue eyes that pin point even him down, ready for any sudden movements. Evelynn remains silent for another moment, until she allows the smile to reach her eyes. “ I have news, and a request for you. ”

She leans then, head resting against one of her hands. “ I located where they took him, ” the demon pauses, waiting to gauge interest, before she speaks again. “ I believe you humans would call the term … your son? ”

“ Come with me. Together we shall raid their hideout. ” Behind her, lashers sway idly, almost pronoucing her excitement for a meal. “ You shall retrieve him, and I’ll take vengeance for inturrupting out ritual. ”

» — ⌜ UNPROMPTED ASKS⌟ 

— @agonizedembrace

The mask conceals a face impassive by arduous training, now capable of hiding even the most treacherous of emotions. It isn't difficult at present, when interest was in what she had to offer and the cult to gain, ever so loyal to their leader as he was. 

Zed remains as still as the shadows he embraces, waiting for Evelynn to speak her piece; and though he could well retort he isn't in the business of answering to just any request, she soon takes the space offered by his silence to reveal precisely why he should care. This is not about the cult — not in any measure that would lead her to seek him out for his position. It's about him; and about what she could do to use the situation to her benefit.

I located where they took him. He is certain she notices the shift, stance more alert, heartbeat louder the moment those words are said. Words that could refer to a myriad of different scenarios, yet Zed knows there is only one thing Evelynn could mean, to deem this of interest to him. And if she does know where Kayn is, he will forgive himself for the slip of giving away even a sliver of his interest. There are more important things at stake; he doesn't care if she's aware of that.

Acolyte had been the official term used by many to designate Kayn's relationship to him, Twisted Fate included. They had not been as close to the truth of it as Evelynn was ( nor did their esteemed leader know that, even now, Zed remained intent to see the young assassin returned to them ). He makes no correction, for there is none to be made. The boy is his son, and not being able to prevent the Snow Moon from taking him is his greatest regret.

But it is not regret that rises in his voice when Zed gives his answer to Evelynn's proposal, nor is it the cause for him to so readily reply, instead of carefully considering what their leader might wish to see done. Any blow to the Snow Moon was to their benefit, and he could deal with the consequences later, anyway. The drive to see his son returned is matched only by his thirst for retribution, both coloring the eerie echo of the demon he subjugated, reverberating in his voice when he says, ❝ We will teach them to feel again through pure agony — before we revel in their blood. ❞

He would take Kayn back, and anything he suffered at the hands of the Snow Moon would be dealt with. But first, he would make sure they all perished.

[onigiram]

TAGS. i didn't like the other ones asjbfjbsdjgb

[sunmad]

tags 4

[ask-sonicdragonfan]

Moon Shadow Verse

Moon shadow verse belongs to me sonicdragonfan

It’s the modern world but vampires are still around but after the vampire king error has died by a vampire hunter the relationship between the vampires and mortals have gotten shaky especially since his son paperjam is now ruling and his mother ink sans is in deep grief.

Vampire dream sans is a Christian conquistador who is 5,000 years old who is sadly waiting for his death so he can reunite with his family and brother who all long since passed away he was once married to cross but is single once again. He is not a single inch of evil he’s kind, caring, selfless, and understanding. He wasn’t always a vampire he was once a mortal but was curse by black magic from an evil witch he doesn’t like to drink blood at all he tries his best to avoid it at all costs with fruits and wine. He is weak to silver and crosses he knows this very well so he purposely wears a cross necklace that was once his husband’s to punish himself every time he drinks blood. He carries a lot of idioms that remind him of his family the flint lock pistol with silver bullets is his brother’s, the feather earrings belonged to horror, the gauntlets belong to killer, and the bracelets belonged to dust. Dream’s powers are much of an offensive power only using close corded combat as last resort having a sonic scratch that can leave you temporarily deaf and push you back 40 feet and the ability to hypnotize and telepathically and healing he’s well equipped to handle himself. Dream likes blueberry but is quite shy when it comes to relationships as he’s more quiet and reserved though his soul betrays him every time as it makes his chest glow yellow which it makes blue laugh out of cuteness. Dream lives in a cabin in the outskirts of the village he tries making friends but they run away in fear even some vampires ink sans try’s to visit when he’s not grieving but it’s not very often. Dream is a day walker so the sun doesn’t hurt him but he hides his face when in town in shame even though they are nice and empathetic with him.

Blueberry sans is a mortal royal guard in the modern world with a kind caring and optimistic personality he’s is a close “friend “ to Dream as one gets his powers is bones, gaster blaster, worps and portraits he’s best at attack and defense and is only 16 years old so he’s a young soldier.after dream saved him from a rabid infected vampire blue kept sneaking out of his house at night to find Dream to thank him though he made dream more mad than grateful as blue kept getting himself in trouble but dreams anger was out of love than hate. Blue quickly catches on to dreams love for him and blue started to fall in love with dream as well the more he visited and helped him. Blue also found out about dreams resistance to drink blood. Dream told blue his longing for death he told of the trauma he had when he watch as his brother and his family died one by one of age and the pain of bearing them and nobody was there but ink sans to comfort him but ink’s comfort did little to heal him he blames himself for getting cursed. Blue emphasized with with Dream and comfort him in his times of grief and blue image that it was worse given that the earth had long since taken over there graves.

[sanguineweave]

new tags pt. 1 : ic & verses.

[ferinehuntress]

❤️‍🔥🫶 for Aylin and Isobel?

❤️‍🔥what’s their most erogenous zone? 🫶what does after care look like for them?

Aylin’s hand wrapped around Isobel, holding her close to her as her other hand gently played with Isobel’s hair. Isobel had reclined up against Aylin, her fingers gently brushing back and forth against Aylin’s thigh.

“Curiosity caught your thoughts, young Ophelia?” Aylin questioned as she flittered her wings and lowered them down to relax. “Should we indulge her curiosity, my love?” Her voice questioned as Isobel hummed and grinned. “Why not?” Isobel agreed and allowed Aylin to take the lead.

“Isobel knew almost instantly my most sensitive zones around my body. Naturally, my wings are extreme zones, and all she has to do is touch them and I’ll melt within her fine fingertips. Along the base of my wings is also my back, nails tracing along feather and flesh; it absolutely breaks every inch of resolve. My darling knows how to make me bend a knee,” Aylin smirked as she leaned over and kissed her shoulder. “And the strength of my shoulders is also a sensitive region. Most of my muscular strength lines within my back and shoulders, which makes them as sensitive as spider webbing,” Aylin leaned over and pressed her lips up against Isobel’s neck as Isobel softly moaned.

“My neck is very sensitive, though I only allow Aylin to touch it. After my history with the sharrans, I will never let another soul near it except the love of my life,” Isobel said as she leaned back and reached her hand back to brush up against Aylin’s hair. “My ears are sensitive, because of my elvhen heritage. Nibbles or nips will make them quiver and I easily melt into such touches. And then the last one is my wrist. I learned of that when Aylin kissed my inner wrist for the first time, and every inch of me shivered with delight. I never knew such a touch would lead me to easily melt for my lover.” Isobel turned, so she was leaning up against Aylin now, her legs draped over the side of the set as the two made themselves more comfortable.

“As for aftercare.” Isobel took the lead on this one. “Aylin is such a service. She takes care of me in every way. And I quite enjoy putting her on her knees,” Isobel smirked as she looked over to her darling, who had a smile on her lips. The two kissed sweetly as Isobel moved her arm around the back of her neck. “But no matter what we do, with all that Aylin does for me, I always make sure to pamper my Aasimar. I give her massages. We will take a bath or a shower, but most of all we will always cuddle up together and talk afterward. We never go to bed without knowing the other is satisfied and what the other liked or didn’t like. We tend to sleep in the nude. The comfort of skin to skin just brings us peace that we desperately need after so long of being apart.” Isobel leaned her head up against Aylin’s shoulder and Aylin brushed her hand up against her hair.

“There is nothing I would not do for my darling Isobel. I will give her the world, provide every comfort and joy. As much as our love delves into pleasure of the flesh, we too take comforts of the mind. Isobel will want for nothing, and I desire nothing more than to have her close in my arms, and to hear her moans reach the skies,”

[badnikbreaker]

@somewhereinchaos from ——— they sing a little song!

Ope, she's been caught — the heroine flushes a little, caught between embarrassed and surprise. Even the song she'd been singing was kind of...well, never let it be said that Amy is not a shoujo girl through and through. "Um, it's — actually the opening to an anime I like. It's called 乙女のポリシー, or 'A Maiden's Policy.' It's about giving your all to achieve your dreams, even when things get hard!"

[solivaggant]

Tag Dump

[feraldames]

Dark silver green eyes turned to look up to Ketheric, watching him intently. The rage that had been within Isobel had subsided and instead turned into something else. Fear at the knowledge and memories she now regained and heartache at what she had lost. She wanted her father back, the real one, but she didn’t think it was possible. Even the man that stood in front of her, speaking to her, it was hard to believe if he meant the truth or not.

For once, Aylin stayed silent, not rubbing salt against his wound but more concern with Isobel’s emotional state. Isobel’s eyes had lowered away, staring at the ground as her large paw-like hands pressed against her face and covered her eyes. She heard his gentle voice and, for a brief second, she swore this was her father.

Dark ears flicked forward as her claws reached out and took the letter. Aylin’s wing had stayed around Isobel, and watched as she slowly opened it up to read the note. Something she drew on paper so long ago, when she first learning how to write. And then, out of nowhere, Isobel lunged at Ketheric. “ISOBEL!” Aylin shouted, not because she didn’t want to see Ketheric hurt, but out of fear she might regret what she would do.

However, Isobel knocked Ketheric over, and then pressed her face against his chest. She wanted to hate him, despise him. She wanted to yell, insult, and ridicule him.

But most of all, she just wanted her father back. She had lost too much. And so this massive werepanther rested her head against his chest and wrapped her clawed arms around him. “Please tell me you aren’t lying to me. You're not playing with my heart?” The guttural growl leaving her lips but not out of anger. Aylin stood, her hand ready to grab her sword in case Ketheric tried to hurt Isobel. She did not trust him and it was clear in the spark of her eyes, but she trusted Isobel. So she remained quiet.

Ketheric waited. Watched. Listened, as Aylin explained what had happened to his daughter. His Isobel. His brow furrowed, "Indeed. But this could be no act of Myrkul -- he holds no such power. And that is what confuses me."

Isobel sniffed the air, and again he waited. Waited for her judgement. Relief washed over him when she was satisfied and made no move to pounce upon him - but it was quickly swept away by an innate concern as she whined. Told her story in that husky, animalistic voice. Ripped apart by a bear.

He could not even say he didn't feel the same - a once defeated rage reignited in his soul at Isobel's words. This deception - this lie that had dragged him so far away from who he once had been - it was unforgivable.

"A doll in her hands," The former General repeated, "To be tossed away when she was no longer having fun. When I was no longer of use. And I was the fool that fell for it."

He expected no sympathy, but saying it out loud felt a little better, at the very least. Admitting his grief-stricken foolishness made his stomach turn, but the weight on his shoulders seemed a little lighter.

"Isobel," Ketheric spoke gently to her, yet with the smallest hint of a returned conviction, "I cannot change who I was. I am no god of time, nor do I have the ability to cast a Wish spell and undo all of my harm."

An exhale, shaky as it emerged from him, "But trust me in this - in the defeat of the Absolute, of the Dead Three. Once they are through, I would lend my strength to find answers to this."

"You-" His head dipped, before a hand reached up to his shirt pocket, and he removed the folded letter, holding it out towards Isobel and Aylin so they might observe the truth of his words, "Memories of you were the last things I held close."

"I would be more foolish than ever I have been to abandon the real person you've become."

[sleepingdiaryzzz]

Y! Young Justice (the og) x villain! reader

You twist, defiant even now, and they feel it—their adversary, their ghost, the one who slipped from their grasp with a laugh on the wind, now held tight. Tonight, the uncatchable is caught, and their silent victory thrums like a heartbeat in the air around you.

Kaldur’s water binds hold fast, yet there’s a strange gentleness as he looks at you, eyes deep as the sea he commands. His grip is sure but reverent, each ripple around your wrists a silent hymn to the dance you’ve led him through, chase after chase, like a lover drawn to shore by the moon. His eyes are an ocean, quiet and unfathomable, but tonight there’s no mistaking the longing within them—a soft, undulating desire to hold what he’s finally claimed.

Wally stands close, not taunting but transfixed, his smirk softer than usual, as though he’s taken his place beside you at last. You’ve always been the thrill, the pulse in his veins, the rush of the wind at his back. The quicksilver desire he’s buried comes to the surface, flickering like light itself as he watches you now. There’s something poetic in his gaze, like a line of verse held just for you, words spinning in the silence as his fingers twitch, yearning to trace every inch of the face he’s only seen in blurs of speed.

Robin moves with precision, binding you with a care that’s more art than security. His eyes linger on every knot, every inch of skin beneath his gloved fingers, crafting his hold as if sculpting something sacred, every tie a testament to the chase that brought you to this point. He’s not simply holding you down; he’s committing you to memory, carving his mark into every second. The vigilante has become a poet, each knot in his rope a line in the unspoken sonnet he’s woven around you.

Conner watches with an intensity that goes beyond duty, his protective instincts woven with the depth of a soul that’s finally found something worth holding. His admiration is fierce, a silent ode to the strength you’ve shown against him time and again. The quiet in his gaze is the chorus he’s always sung for you—a promise etched in steel, a love wrapped in the strength he wields, silent but unbreakable. He’d turn worlds to dust before letting you slip away again.

Above, M’gann floats with a gentle, boundless reverence, her empathy a quiet lullaby echoing through your mind. There’s a depth to her gaze, a wish to hold you safe, to shield you from every shadow. Her presence wraps around you, the warmth of a song without words, each glance a silent lyric, a promise she wants to whisper only for you. Her thoughts spill over, her devotion filling every corner of your mind like a quiet symphony, promising to keep you safe, her heart’s song bound to you.

And Artemis, fierce and unwavering, watches from the edge, her gaze sharper than any arrow she’s ever shot. The smirk that once mocked you has softened into something reverent. She’s a huntress who’s caught her elusive prey, but there’s no more need for the chase. She wants to keep you close, to pull you into her orbit as if you were a star meant to be drawn to her. Her pride for you is fierce, unbending; her eyes drink you in like an anthem she’s claimed for herself.

Each of them stands close, a circle drawn tight, their poetry woven around you, their gazes fierce and unbreakable. You’re no longer simply their rival—you’re a muse, their song, the obsession they’ve crafted verse by verse in their minds. They’ve turned the chase into a masterpiece, and now, their poem is complete: you’re here, captured by verses only they can write, bound to them in a love that echoes like a heartbeat.

(A/n: when will I make a real story? I think never)

[duckprintspress]

Queer Horror Stories to Celebrate Mary Shelley’s Birthday!

Today, August 30th, is Frankenstein Day and Mary Shelley’s Birthday! To celebrate the first horror novel, we decided to ask our contributors about their favorite queer horror novels and ended up with 28 titles for a very spooky end of summer. Contributors to this list are: Shadaras, D.V. Morse, Nova Mason, Terra P. Waters, Rhosyn Goodfellow, Nina Waters, Meera S., Shea Sullivan, Owl Outerbridge, Sanne, Tris Lawrence, boneturtle and an anonymous contributor.

The Luminous Dead by Caitlin Starling

Someone You Can Build a Nest In by John Wiswell

The Devourers by Indra Das

Into the Drowning Deep & Rolling in the Deep (Rolling in the Deep series) by Mira Grant

What Moves the Dead (Sworn Soldier series) by T. Kingfisher

Bury Your Gays by Chuck Tingle

Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle

I Feed Her to the Beast and the Beast Is Me by Jamison Shea

Sixteen Souls by Rosie Talbot

The Honeys by Ryan La Sala

The Taking of Jake Livingston by Ryan Douglass

Kaleidoscope of Death by Xi Zi Xu

The Dead and the Dark by Courtney Gould

Alice Isn’t Dead by Joseph Fink

Squad by Maggie Tokuda-Hall

The Hills of Estrella Roja by Ashley Robin Franklin

The Vampire Lestat (The Vampire Chronicles series) by Anne Rice

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

The Summer Hikaru Died by Mokumokuren

Pet Shop of Horrors by Matsuri Akino

Your Shadow Half Remains by Sunny Moraine

The Deep Sky by Yume Kitasei

Make the Exorcist Fall in Love by Aruma Arima & Masuku Fukayama

Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White

Summer Sons by Lee Mandelo

Fate/Stay Night by Type-Moon

Umineko When They Cry by Ryukishi07

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[reallyromealone]

Title: Oh Look a mate(s)

Chapter 3

Fandom: obey me

Pairing: demon brother's x male reader

Warnings: omega verse, nsfw, male reader, gay, smut, attempted assassination, drugging, biting, torture

Notes:

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It was tomorrow.

The wedding was tomorrow.

(Name) Was quiet as he waited in the altar room, candles circling the room as marble carved murals surrounded him, the ceiling glass and the moon directly above him.

He sat in silence as the moon reached its peak before shadows flooded around him, a cold smoke that strangely didn't strike him with fear but instead filled him with warmth and safety. "Good Omega" one of the voices whispered as shadowy hands grabbed at him, gently touching and smoothing over the linen nightgown he wore before a long finger sliced it down the middle "Shhh" he could hear Satan's voice whisper in his ear as the seven men materialized and kissed various parts of his now exposed flesh "beautiful..." Mammon whispered breathlessly before biting into (name) 's flesh, the others doing the same.

Each scent gland was claimed as a tattoo manifested onto their soulmate tattoos, the demons licking and kissing their soulmate marks "You're bonded to us forever... Whenever you need us, call for us..." Beelzebub said as his blackened eyes gently kissed (name) 's lips as the fire of the candles burned brighter "Alphas...." (Name) Babbled as he leaned into someone's shoulders, Levi he believed... "So beautiful..." Asmodeus whispered as his hand crept down to the other's abdomen and began whispering enchantments, hand glowing as a tattoo formed on his stomach "Your first heat will be in less than 24 hours, this will help keep it from hurting so badly"

Never would he be denied a heat again.

The men scented and kissed (name), they could smell the slick flowing from him but knew better and to wait, wait till it was time.

When morning came, (name) was kept from his alphas all morning as he was polished to perfection, traditional white robes and gold accessories set aside as they painted swirls on his body, apparently matching the marks that would be on his alphas.

He looked at himself in the mirror, the makeup, the paint, and the clothes... He hardly recognized himself.

But it was him.

All him.

Lucifer made sure the guards were on high alert as he and his brothers got dressed, in their traditional robes that were the color of their omegas eyes, as is tradition in the kingdom, they already had two people sneak in after all.

"Your Majesty?" A meek voice spoke out as the demon turned to see an Omega maid look nervous, his eyes sharp and calculating "What is it?" He said simply and the maid straightened her back a bit before speaking once more "His Highness... He's extremely stressed and I thought it would be best if one of his--" Lucifer was already darting out of the room for his mate, he didn't care if he wasn't supposed to see him till the wedding.

His mate needed him.

(Name) Was freaking out as his omega decided Kw was an excellent time to freak out over the lack of alphas.

To be fair he got scented every morning but today, was a very high-stress day.

"My, aren't you beautiful" (name) snapped his head up as the maids left the room with haste and (name) whined and ran towards him, shoving his face into the alpha's chest and whining "My, can't go a day without your alphas?" He teased and lifted (name) 's face to look at it "None of that, you will ruin your pretty makeup" he was only soft for his omega, gentle kisses "We have a wedding, right? We will dance and party and then when the moon is high we will take you back here" he promised and kissed (name), scenting him lovingly.

"Now be good for alpha" he commanded, a slight alpha tone that they found calms (name). He liked not being in control all the time, instinctually.

"Ok alpha" he whispered hazily as the maids came back in and Lucifer left to finish getting ready, confident that he calmed his mate.

(Name) Looked nervous as he was ushered into a beautiful fabric and mahogany palanquin, the finest silks used for it "To walk you to the temple, your Highness" a soldier said calmly and (name) nodded as the soldiers in celebratory costume lifted it and (name) tried not to yelp.

He walked through the city, a grand parade to show the people the next queen, and (name) shyly waved at them as the people cheered in joy and some looked in envy at him. He could hear screaming in the distance, too focused on the slight shake with each step the guards took and the loud sounds around him to figure out what direction it came from exactly but the bullet that flew past his nose as a man was pinned down by guards have his answer, the omegas palanquin lowering as the guards checked on him "oh thank goodness... Are you alright your Highness?" The general that was a bit ahead rushed to check on him and (name) though stunned and Shellshocked, nodded slowly the Alpha nodded with a sigh of relief "We will get there soon your Highness"

The parade continued and (name) tried to regulate his breathing as he lifted his sleeves and took in the smell of Lucifer that clung to him, too close to his heat to be able to properly handle this.

God, he was so tired...

"We're here your Highness" Had that much time passed?

(Name) Was helped out by his maids, dressed in floral traditional outfits, darker colors as to highlight (name) 's snow white robes that dragged behind him, gold accents matching his accessories "You got this, your Highness" (name) 's closest maid, the one in charge of his maids smiled and (name) nodded before walking up the steps of the temple as people cheered.

Traditional fan dancers danced in front of him, a beautiful display as the guests of the wedding sat and watched in awe as (name) locked eyes with his alphas and had to suppress a chirp. The dancers moved their fans away to make an entrance for (name) to walk closer to them, Asmodeus taking his hands and kissing them gently as the others looked fond at the sight of their beloved, even Belphegor awake and focused on (name).

(Name) Looked at the guests, from countless kingdoms the Royals down to the mayors from cities including the village he was from, and looked in awe at the realization of how large this temple was, it seemed so small in the darkness.

(Name) Barely focused on the priestess as he looked at his mates, shadowy magic binding them together as (name) agreed to the contract of marriage "bound by the fates and the demon king himself, his Highness (name) Morningstar is granted a gift from his majesty of immortality, may his heart beat so long as his alphas" the demon king sat in the distance, watching his younger sons fondly, leaving hell to witness such an event as a red-haired demon stood beside him while staring intently.

(Name) Felt warm as he was brought close by his alphas and danced with them, a grand party that was sure to go on for the next week as guests watched and the city partied and after brought around to be introduced to guests "This is our elder brother, the next king" Lucifer introduced the Omega to his elder brother, next king of hell and intimidating to say the least but the large grin that broke out on his face said otherwise "my, a pleasure to meet you! My apologies that it took me so long to be able to meet you! Let me know if they act up all right. It will be nice to not have a little brother that will get on my nerves!" He teased as he hugged (name) and seemed so warm and understanding to him.

"My mate couldn't make it sadly, they're too far along to make the trip but hopefully after you two can meet!" Lucifer felt warm that his elder brother and a mate got along so well as the other brothers were dragged to talk to guests and eventually Lucifer and (name) went to speak to others, the Omega passed from alpha to alpha to not hog.

"An hour and you don't greet your parents?" (Name) Froze under Asmodeus' gentle hold as he turned to see the mayor of his village and his parents... And sister.

How did they get here?

"Not even an invite, thankfully our dear mayor invited us as his plus ones as his wife and sons couldn't make it," she said casually as his sister altered between glaring at him and swooning over Asmodeus, the beta looking flirty and showing her bust at him but the demon didn't even acknowledge her as he tilted his head at his mate's parents with a cold smile (name) didn't recognize but the gentle thumb rubbing his hip told him he was safe "my~ isn't this a surprise, (name) darling... Why don't you go make sure Beelzie doesn't eat everything, yes?" He urged his hesitant Omega who looked so precious and watched him walk away.

"E-excuse me!" The dad tried barking out and Asmodeus smiled coldly, a beta demanding not just an alpha but a supernatural alpha. Laughable really "I will allow you to continue to enjoy this celebration but if I hear even a whisper of my mate's name from any of your lips that isn't shining adoration I will remind you of your place," Asmodeus said barely above a whisper as he towered over the stumpy beta and his family, he read the letter.

All seven brothers read the letter.

And despite not being wrath, Asmodeus was the most upset.

No flirting, no banter.

Just a thinly veiled threat.

"Now you best behave"

You would think this Would deter (sister), make her behave... But no no.

She was hell-bent on having them.

Breaking this farce is a marriage.

It was expensive getting rut enhancer drugs but it was worth it in her eyes she looked around and saw that (name) was moved to Belphegor who sat in a corner quietly and (name) said worthless words to him and saw that Beelzebub was enjoying his food.

Perfect.

The drug was a fine powder, easy to mask on the powdered cream puffs that the demon was gorging on, slipping past when he went for some ribs and sprinkling on.

She just had to be available when the drugs kicked in.

It was not too long before the demon returned his attention to the cream puffs... But other people took them as well.

Like servants bringing them to their kings.

Oh well, she thought as she focused on Beelzebub and deemed everyone else as a stepping stone to her happiness.

Beelzebub froze after ten minutes, eyes dilating as he stood and looked around "Are you alright?" She tried to seduce the Alpha, pressing against him but like her brother, she didn't quite understand how mating worked and believed he would go to the first willing hole.

But in reality, he sought out (name) who was talking to Diavolos butler, the two fondly chatting about something or another.

"Move," he said coldly as he locked onto (name) marched to him, and lifted him, the other brothers looked concerned as Diavolo decided to start a ring dance and nodded at Lucifer, they all seemed to understand what was happening. (Name) Was confused as he was held close by his alpha who left the temple gardens and spread his wings before taking off, (name) shoving his face in Beelzebub's neck and that's when he smelt the rut. He couldn't help but whine, he was trying so hard not to go into heat but fuck...

He closed his eyes and felt himself sink further, sounds distorting and he felt his clothes removed carefully as voices spoke around him "he will be upset if we ruin this" Asmodeus...? Or is that Satan? "Alpha?" He slurred as the alphas kissed his flesh, cold to the touch and he felt something hard press against his back before he was pushed into his back, he couldn't even formulate a feeling of shame or worry as Belphegor traced the body paint that was on (name)s flesh "pretty..." The sleep demon murmured as he touched the womb tattoo a wave of pleasure washed through (name) and a low moan broke through him "Any pain he feels will feel like absolute pleasure... We may be dealing with a very horny Omega" Asmodeus teased, they didn't have an incantation to make him feel no pain during heat or pregnancy so it was the best option.

Especially because he kept moaning and crying, without it he would be writhing in pain.

"Why don't you spread your legs for us? Hmm? Show us how an Omega presents?" Lucifer spoke low and deep to the Omega who spread his legs on the bed and yelped when Beelzebub shoved his face between his legs and gave a long lick, pushing his legs over his shoulders as half his body was pulled nearly off the bed, Beelzebub on his knees before the bed. "O-oh! Alpha!" He cried out as Beelzebub ate his ass, licking around the rim before pushing in ever so slightly as the smell of slick was heavy in the room "wanna make alpha feel good? Why don't you show Levi here how much you want his cock?" Asmodeus took the initiative with getting (name) to pleasure them as they pleasured him, the Omega opening his mouth so prettily as the shy alpha fed him his cock, (name) licking the underside as he sucked. "H-how did he get so good?!" Levi gasped as he felt (name) hollow his cheeks with a vice force "I have been teaching him how to be a good little cock whore~" Asmodeus teased as Belphegor sucked on one of (name)s nipples as Asmodeus and Lucifer got hand jobs, the two assisting (name) a bit as his body shook.

Satan kissed his navel before moving to the omegas cock and sucking on it, the pre-cum leaking like crazy as (name) struggled to comprehend all the pleasure he felt, hips being held down as Beelzebub inserted a finger, curving it upwards against his prostate as he ate his ass like a final meal and added another finger "you're gonna be-- fuck! Taking a lot tonight baby ~" Asmodeus stammered as Levi came down (name)s throat, the Omega choking slightly but managing "fuck..? Shit.." Levi was already babbling as (name) 's body shook and a climax rolled through, Satan drinking it all "You want more?" Lucifer asked the Omega who whined "Nest!" Beelzebub wasting no time, feral and horny As the other alphas slowly went into a rut from being around a heat-stricken Omega, their demon forms were on full display. (Name) Was settled into his nest as they let Beelzebub enter first his large and heavy cock pressing against (name)s ass as (name) made out with Lucifer, pretty little sounds as Beelzebub pushed in slowly.

Each inch made for louder and prettier sounds from (name) as his body glistened with sweat, another climax rolling through him as Beelzebub was halfway through bottoming out before his hips snapped forward and his pelvic bone was pressed against (name)s ass cheeks "oh! Big...!" He cried out and pushed against him as Belphegor went behind him and held him up, kissing his neck as the others watched hungrily.

Beelzebub wasted no time pistoning his hips as (name) clawed at his skin, body shaking and writhing in pleasure as he poured slick "puppy up!" He cried out as he begged to be bread, owned and full... Belphegor moved around to Sroke (name)s cock and kiss his neck before biting into its neck watching (name) unfold as Beelzebub rolled his hips at the tightness and his grip so tight it was going to leave dark bruises on his hips come morning.

"Please please! Pup!" (Name) Begged for cum, pulling Beelzebub for a kiss and tasting his slick as the alpha's hips slammed one last time and cum poured into him, hot and sticky.

Beelzebub felt some sanity return to him as he looked at a fucked out (name) who couldn't even form words but babbled nonsense as Belphegor kissed him and coddled him "Let's get water and food into him then the next round starts" Lucifer instructed as they already prepared the necessary things that morning, food tested by the demons along with the water before feeding it to (name).

(Name) May have immortality but they still didn't want anything to happen to him.

Though poison pains right now would probably give him six earth-shattering orgasms.

No! No! Bad!

They washed the sweat and paint off his body as (name) recovered slightly but soon grew whiny as he was placed on top of Asmodeus, cock pushing in with ease and crying as Asmodeus gave harsh and slow thrusts.

"Come now, you got more to take ~"

Mammon was furious, absolutely livid as he slammed his fist against the assassin's skull, not wanting this vermin alive as his mate struggled with his heat and six cocks currently "You are taking my precious time with my mate, who the fuck sent you?" He was bordering feral as the assassin finally gave in "The sister! She wanted him dead!"

Oh?

Interesting.

Mammon left swiftly, telling the guards to find her, she couldn't have gotten far after all.

For now, the greedy demon needed to sink his cock into (name)s cute little ass.

And maybe bite it.

Bite it.

When he walked into the heated room, already nude he was met with (name) being railed by Asmodeus and Satan, cocks moving in his hole at vigorous paces as (name) sucked Lucifer's cock like he would die "(name), look whose here" Lucifer pulled him off his cock to look at mammon and the whine and moan that left his lips as he cried for the silver-haired demon, hands reaching for him, and who was mammon to deny something like this?

Mammon shoved his tongue in (name) 's mouth and relished as the Omega tugged at his hair "Wanna make me feel good?" He didn't even have to show his erect cock as (name) moved and took it in his mouth, mammon sighing at the tightness of his throat "he's a natural" Satan slapped (name)s ass as he pounded as Asmodeus sucked on his chest, the omegas hands going back to work as everyone slowly found a spot for them, the Omega cumming again in the process.

(Name) Was unconscious with Belphegor, needing a heavy rest before the next wave and thoroughly fucked out, the other alphas getting their turns after as Mammon reported findings and what the assassin admitted "She most definitely drugged Bee, our ruts not till winter" Asmodeus said thoughtfully, he should have just let Satan do what he originally wanted to do but that was (name)s choice, not theirs.

But now it was treason that they were talking about.

An attempted assassination against (name).

You see when Diavolo was the next king of hell, they were given rule of the overworld and essentially made (name) queen as they were to be overworld kings come coronation granted by their eldest brother.

And after this, (name) would be carrying their heir.

God, they were half erect at the thought of (name) pregnant.

"I have a manhunt for them, a bounty will be put up as well"

For now, they would care for (name).

When (name) woke, he couldn't feel his legs and his head felt foggy as he was placed into a warm bath "Good morning, lamb" Satan caressed his cheek "Alpha?" He said weakly, voice hoarse from their activities as Mammon gently massaged oils into him, the alphas already washing the cum and sweat off him "Hello pretty baby~ you took us so well, we are so proud of you" (name) chirped at the praise as he received loving kisses "after this was gonna feed you" Lucifer promised and (name) felt a slight sense of clarity "cuddle? Before heat comes back?" He asked as the others smiled, unable to resist the request.

(Name) Was naked and dried off as he cuddled the others who doted on him "You did so well, absolutely beautiful my love" Asmodeus cooed, and (name) let him kiss and love him "My garden?" He asked softly, why that was his worry beyond anyone but Lucifer eased his worries with the promise of the gardeners taking care of it.

For now, he was to relax.