#venom vixen

[shisasan]

KATANAKREW

[musclebabes33]

Vixen Venom

[astarrkatt]

Decided I hated my current backdrop, here’s a new one lmao, setting it up after I put this out here

Silly lizard fist fights ghost worm (real)

[spyskrapbook]

De Havilland Aircraft Museum, Salisbury Hall, London Colney, Hertfordshire, AL2 1BU, UK _ Photos by: Spyros Kaprinis [22.11.2024].

[herpsandbirds]

Your post about amphibian adaptations was really cool! I'd never heard of that newt before! Love learning about new animals!

Here's another few more species for you in that same genus...

(As a reference, Vixen is talking about the Red-tailed Knobby Newt aka Kweichow Crocodile Newt (Tylototriton kweichowensis), which, along with the other species in this genus, has a unique defense strategy...)

Tiannan Crocodile Newt (Tylototriton yangi), family Salamandridae, endemic to southern Yunnan, China

Poisonous.

Some species within this genus are capable of poking the tips of their ribs through the orange bumps on the back, which secrete poison. The ribs can effectively become venomous spines that can puncture the potential predator’s skin!

photograph by ZTH Photography & Zhou Hang

Ngoc Linh Crocodile Newt (Tylototriton ngoclinhensis), family Salamandridae, endemic to the central highlands of Viet Nam

Poisonous.

First discovered in 2018, finally described as a distinct species in 2023.

photograph by Tao Thien Nguyen

Himalayan Crocodile Newt (Tylototriton verrucosus), family Salamandridae, found in parts of South and SE Asia

Poisonous.

photograph by John P. Clare

[geeky-politics-46]

Eddie & Venom? H and V?

This is my first ask for Eddie & Venom. I'm so excited!

H - Humiliation (does degradation and insults get them hot? do they get off on humiliating someone else? what kind of humiliation is good for them?) 

Eddie isn't huge on humiliation except for calling you a little slut or his little whore. He loves the idea that you turn into a cock hungry vixen just for him and likes to tease you about how needy and desperate you get. He's a very verbal guy and loves how you keen at being called a slut. Venom got mad at him for calling you this at first until you explained to him how much Eddie degrading you a little bit turned you on. Now he encourages Eddie to call you that, even urging him to start whispering filth to you when you are out together knowing it gets you going.

Venom never wants to humiliate you. You are the most precious little human and he's absolutely smitten with you. When it's his turn with you he has no problem throwing some humiliation in Eddie's direction, though. Saying how much better equipped he is to pleasure you compared to Eddie. How Eddie could never manage to get you to cum in the same ways he can. Occasionally this gets to Eddie and you have to convince him that even though he may not make you cum in the same ways as Venom, he makes you cum in ways Venom can't. Venom always grumbles at that. You always tell them they both keep you incredibly satisfied

V - Voyeurism (do they like to watch, or are they more hands on? are they more of an exhibitionist?) 

Eddie had no idea he was a fan of watching before Venom. He always thought he was too posessive for that. Maybe it's because Venom is kind of like an extension of himself, but he loves watching Venom tease you with his tongue and his tendrils/fingers. Watching you writhe and moan as the symbiote slides all over your naked body turns him on a lot. In fact if you are in the mood and initiate sex, Eddie will usually let Venom start so he can watch you cum before he has his turn with you. He loves talking to you while Venom pleasures you. Telling you how much seeing you spread out and completely at their mercy turns him on. Asking if you have any idea how hard it gets him when you arch your back like that and Venom curls around you completely. He wants you to tell him how good it feels and maybe even beg for him to join in.

Venom is less a fan of watching, but is much better behaved now that him and Eddie have worked out a deal that each of them gets their turn with you. Venom knows if he doesn't interrupt Eddie when he's fucking you, he'll get his turn much faster. Before that Venom had a habit of backseat driving or providing color commentary while Eddie was trying to concentrate on you. He will occasionally tell Eddie that you seemed to really like something if he misses a cue or help steer him in the right direction if Eddie is having a harder time making you cum.

Both of them are very big fans of you sending naughty pics or videos. Eddie likes the idea of you making a sex tape, but he has told Venom he can't be in it just in case it were to leak. The world didn't need to find out about Venom through a sex tape. Venom pouted about this until you made him a deal that he could help direct it. Both Eddie and Venom also love when you go out without panties. Venom will absolutely sneak peeks under the table and may even go in for a taste if he's feeling like he isn't getting enough attention.

[jouste]

The Co-Bra! This venomous vixen is sultry, stacked, and always supported by serpents! With a quick un-hook, this babe can bare all and blast the badguys with a triple spit serving of cobra venom! Her fangless rescue snake "Hipwader" is always by her side as well.

[shefightslikeagirl]

Hobby Drama: Emilie Autumn's Asylum [Part 1]

u/pillowcase-of-eels posted a link to their fandom-and-EA-history write up to the r/EmilieAutumn Reddit, and I thought it would be a fun project to share! 2 out of 7 parts have been posted to r/HobbyDrama so far.

Picture this: it's the early 2010s, somewhere in the western world. Instagram is a novelty, Harvey Weinstein runs Hollywood, almost no one on Earth leans one way or the other about RNA vaccines, and Donald Trump is that one real estate guy you vaguely remember from Home Alone 2. New player Lady Gaga is the most interesting thing to have happened to pop since Madonna, and the whole industry is attempting to catch up; Miley Cyrus is the chick who used to be on Hannah Montana; Melanie Martinez hasn't hatched yet. The time of Oddball Concept Divas is dawning just below the horizon.

You're a Bowie-loving student who skipped goth night at the club to tag along with your art school friends for a very special evening. You're a giddy sixteen-year old rocking cat ears, purple Wet 'n Wild eyeliner, a polyester petticoat, and a coffin-shaped backpack. You're an effete theater kid who sewed his own waistcoat for the occasion, but won't dare wear it to school the next day. You're a buff, bearded dude in a Venom shirt who's trying not to look too excited, since your girlfriend supposedly had to drag you here. You're a slightly bemused parent leaning against the back wall of the venue, sipping a warm half-pint, wondering if this isn't all a bit dark for a tween. ("It's called 'Victoriandustrial', mom," you've been told in the car, "and it's not dark, it's art.")

On stage is a pink-haired woman, with red porcelain-doll lips and a heart painted on her cheek. Among a set of antique consoles, twee tchotchkes, teacups and plastic rats, she pounces and twirls in glittery platform boots, tattered striped stockings, and a tightly laced crystal-studded corset that looks like it's splattered in blood. This is ostensibly a concert, but there is no live band. Where one would expect a drum kit or a bass, three bedazzled burlesque vixens act as back-up singers and dancers, with the occasional vaudeville act a fire-twirling number, a fan dance, throwing pastries and spitting tea into the audience. Lots of wholesome girl-on-girl kissing, too. The music on the backing track is a genre-bender of clanging beats and beeps, lofty orchestral strings, and the frantic hammering of a MIDI harpsichord, as the pink-haired frontlady sings of heartache and betrayal and drowning. Think if the Brontë sisters had invented industrial rock.

The audience gasps in excitement when the lady whips out a vamped-out wireless electric violin. With rockstar cool and virtuoso poise, she leans into the instrument, touches the bow to the strings, and tears out a single plaintive, impeccably distorted high note. Then her fingers go wild, and for a few seconds, everything is perfect suspended animation. Uncannily perfect, almost. Just behind you, you hear someone whisper: "Wait, is she miming it?"

[dirtyriver]

"The Man of Gold, The Dark Knight, The Venomous Vixen, Daughter of Atlantis, The Master of Motion, The Jade Protector, The Aerial Avenger, The Maiden of Might"

Batman #151, Gotham City Sirens #1, Green Lantern: War Journal #12, Nightwing #117, Power Girl #12, Superman #17, The Flash #12, Titans #14 Super Powers variant covers by Jason Geyer (design, sculpture) and Alex Saviuk (spot illustrations)

[shisasan]

[revolutionary-thoy]

Are you planning to do Kamikos that nullifies powers?

Cuz I noticed that Newsflash power counter Vixen, Doctor Joy counter Sting, Obscura kinda counter Black Mamba, like, how can you protect yourself from a invisible person? Mascarade counter Ryuko (forgot her name) by being equal to her (and every other holder lol), and Multitask ALSO COUNTER STING (how can you be sure of who the real one to venom?)

I wasn't originally planning on it, but it sort of just turned out that way lmao. I don't think Obscura's powers are that useful against Black Mamba, and i think the power i have in mind for someone else might be a bit more of a specific counter against him. Obscura, Multitask and Masquerade are pretty versatile so they can work well against all of them

[captainkurosolaire]

Burned

Brazier torches splayed over a cobwebbed spiral-case of stairs left abandoned. Only a singular blaze of resistance billowed; the lone-survivor, awaiting for rekindle owner to return. That ember's existence fought to prevent one descending into the chasm-passage below itself and joining the mad abyss, forevermore. Radiant outlines of a shadowy figure were aligning, discovery in the dark... identity attempting to surface. Buried to the valley of suppression. Pillaging glove's searched over a recently deceased Venomous assailant finding a room-key to an apartment. Returning to his feminine ally and surprisingly gestured bow, "I apologize, Kunoichi, one last request. Stow-away my client to safety, this key certainly belongs to a room of the deceased who never got a well-fare check, making the spot invisible. Likely, Hydo was given a time-contract, with him not attending, more will-follow for scent to the unfinished, unless. The hand is severed." A final murderous mission displayed, against his own Don's Estate, wielder of his sculpted cruel-design. Chortle came between the sultry assassin, "This vixen, truly has you smitten." Hiding a pout behind a mask, "I'll agree but I might sink my paws, demanding repaid favor." Naturalness came as he stepped away. She thought about forewarning gravitates again. Alas, every-time. He proved irrefutable, there's feelings she'd dwell for one who carried unbridled security and sheer discipline. Upon his exit. The Killer Queen, pressed her lethal-nail's against the unconscious girl's throat near-puncture, a cat-like jealously that brought down her harbor. "Seems I've a rival with you I should eliminate, you girl." Flashed drama, revealed... "...But I'm interested in seeing if you're who sharpens, or dulls that particular blade." Retracting claws with playfulness then cradling her away. ...Meanwhile the Burned Shadow who was going to strike down his own feeder arrived, plethora of bodies of the Estate's men were already skewered to massacre. Descending into the courtyard was further disarrayed butchery, was something political happening? A lone-figure took pace across with Spectacle-glasses, another assassin, who glance-towards but held zero murderous intent, only a colorful-grin that shot across before Hoku. Then escaping beyond with a potent aura. Seeker's ankles conflicted to turn for pursuit. However the interior Don's Estate men flocked out, "There's the perpetrator!" Instantly assuming him behind transgressions. He withdrew steel from confines, rushing towards them it was his plans to eradicate them all-anyway. Just unexpected leg-work was done. Stopping before a taller figure's he demonstrated a deft-dodge, slashing his blade from sternum to the giant's throat in a violent wave. Cutting down, losing himself again in red-rivers. Instinct-driving his manufacture-making, he moved elegantly like killing was floating atop waves, drifting effortlessly. Reaching the main room. Everyone else laid erased, outside one and a missing Don. The vigilant-survivor held blade, shook afraid; soaked to blood of peers, knowing he'd not cut-difference. <"..Y-y-you'll never find the Boss. You-fail fool!"> He'd tried mustering courage against this golden-eye, killer. Although pant's were soiled. He'd never be tortured of the intel within timely-matter, the boss would've escaped. ...Yet, Rozan the Star, engulfed meteor-resolve. An Uchigatana was thrown like spear through the last-alive, impaling the man to seat. Hoku fetched chop-sticks of an empty ramen bowel. "We'll see." Came coldly in pitch. The poor-soul remaining couldn't predict the gruesomeness act or skill this assassin held. His head was expertly carved open; brain left to air, this Assassin with chop-sticks, played brain-operator, questioning. "Where is he?" Prodding at the hippocampus for answers. "B-bb-ook cca-se." Forcefully pulled truth. Assassin vouched, finding a secret-button, he mercy-slew the tortured informant. One last life to take... This would end an inferno, Extinguishing all to its beastly wake.

[Prev:Chapter]: Cold Adversity ~ ♪"Built for Sin"♪

[kit-williams]

The Yandere Space Marine Masterlist

Descriptions Modern!au

Dark Angels Azazel Erros x Mortal/Pet Secret Sin Azazel rework: Sick Thoughts

Emperor's Children Palion Hiss x Muse Beauty in the Eye

Iron Warriors Harram the Wallbreaker x Orichalcum/Ori Heartless Madness

White Scars Nogai Sengik x Хонгор I wanna be your slave

Space Wolves Captain Arkyn Joriki x Elskling War Wife

Volak x husband Algir x gn partner Baldun x wife Olgus x husband Svat x wife Rune Priest Odus x wife Hvold x wife Seven Brides for Seven Brothers

Imperial Fists Astel Redlane x Mouse The Spider Suite

Night Lords Ghosk Sevyrarek x Rabbit Run Rabbit Run

Anrir Nor x Caretaker Pastel Bats Sleeping Fields

Blood Angels Sirus Amah x Moonlight Your Blood is like Heaven to me The right shade of red

Iron Hands Vauth Marlos Marlos Vauth x Byte Automat Ozone Logic Bomb (Bispecsual)

World Eaters Zul Gospod x Spaseniye Peace of Mind

Ultramarines Tulio Sydo x Psychi/Psychoula Courage and Honor A Nymph by the river Just under the skin Gift from thevoidscreams Thundering call Clothes stealing pregnancy edition Jealous Tulio Loyalty Swap: Superbeast

Death Guard Solos Phorgur the Reaper x Lovie Toxic Love

Thousand Sons Nakht Rhan x Birdie Bye Bye Birdie

Black Legion/Luna Wolves Zhur Painbane x Dolli Quest Glaubenskraft (DD:DNE Rape) Early morning sex

Garviel Loken x ??? ???

Word Bearers Jihias Kinreaver x Lamb Sacrament of Sin

Salamanders Nubin Orenn x Bev To'ken Aishite Aishite Aishite (DD:DNE Incestous Language) Aishite Aishite Aishite (alternative)

??? Tears of a Dragonheart

Raven Guard Sor Delyn/Kazi Delax/Moremo Klaek x Dove Just Let us Adore You Love You Like a Love Song What if Dove was nervous

Alpha Legion Keeper Alpharius? x Vixen Skyfall You know my Name

Black Templars Brother Roland Lichtner x Bäckerin Venom of Venus Rein Raus Bun in the Oven Du riechst so gut Roland Penance Reaction to Backerin being pregnant

Carcaradons Tyberos the Red Wake x Ophelia The Red Tithe

Crimson Fist Pedro Kantor x ???

Astral Claws/Red Corsairs Huron Blackheart x ???

Mechanicus 91-Yrac x H3X/sweetspark The Savant

Adeptus Custodes Initial thoughts Golden Palace of the Dead

Constantin Valdor x Shard of the Emperor (Female) Sickeningly Sweet

Adonis x Smoothie To Fry an Egg

[eatingjupiter]

ENTER ON  : an ornate room dressed in golds and reds .  with long mirrors that hold the eye and vixens eating out the hearts of those who did not win.  this is  the court of love - a sickly place overdressed in finery.  lacking a heart to hold itself.   here come men to shell out their morals . women hungering for the touch that would bring them back to life. a sweet lie to get you hooked.  not noticing that  it stinks of rose and death , of immolation and bone .   your grandmother told you to never  come here but alas here you are, striding along as though you’ve some chance of winning .  stopping by the dealers table to lay the coin of dional   as payment - shocking him and the roundabout of close attendees .

YOU :  “ i would like to see the king of this place -  LORD KINGSLEY  is how he goes about does he not.?  (the room  grows quite at your statement , buries its eyes onto the ground not breathing in fear that the stars would betray them to the lord of the house. ) “ oh do tell him to hurry please i haven’t all day. “  ( here a guard puts a blade to your chest . anger clouding her faces - as though her dignity was in that of her lords ) 

THE GUARD ;  “ speak like that again and i will take this spear and put it through your chest and out of  your mouth so that he can marvel at your death. “  ( she holds the spear tight - eyes seeing the coin but not allowing it to take her from her work.) “ you will not come into this court , no matter if the deity himself has given you his allyship.”

YOU:  ( laughter pools from your lips . cold and distasteful it reaches over - buzzing and grabbing all the way round ) “ oh sweetheart you’ve no idea what i’ve just done .”  ( you dazzle her a smile , a leering thing with a want to kill her in her spot.) “ you have no idea of how badly he is gonna want to collect what i am bringing around .”

THE GUARD : ( she shudders .  feels her insides turn on themselves. like a rabid dog chewing through its leg ) “ i shall not call for him.  i shan’t let you bring your mischief here .”

YOU :  “ oh how sweet - the little doll thinks she can protect him. “  ( you lunge forward and grab her neck. ) “ you all are filthy things - lying things .  infatuations and abuse . and  nothing of any of you is worth anything. “ ( your fingers grow into claws digging deep.  ready to rip the skin off , when he finally comes into vision.)

LORD KINGSLEY :  “  let her go, war .  do not think that whatever you bring will go unanswered.” ( he had smelt your venom - your strategies and the way death came to his dreams last night grinning of an upcoming feast.) “ whatever it is you bring , message or item, I will see it and deal with it  in place of this cort.’ ( he thinks over it for but a moment - what had war come to boast about?  what had you decided he needed to see that you’d traverse into the one place you hated.)  “ you take this human face and think my people would know you and bend but they do not know you as i do.”

YOU : ( dropping the girl you run right up to love . right up to his height and you pull the head from your pocket.)  “ here is what i bring -  KINGSLEY  here is what i offer .   ( you pull his hand forward and give the head to him. )  “ i told you didn’t i that if you turned me away and let the deity cast me out i would give you the one thing you’d hope to never see .”  ( you slip away - and watch him with the lion’s head.   the head of his lover beauty .  and you are so very proud of what you’ve done.) “ i give you this and will wait for whatever you will do next .”    ( you laugh again as you spill away from the place. loud and cruel it makes a mockery of his screams. ) 

for @nosebleedclub 's prompt your turn. tagging : @snickiebear @kalonkakons @smidgen-of-hotboy asked to be added or removed.

[gbearyacorn]

Black Coffee 🔞

Chapter 14: Poison and Venom and Potions, Oh My! (Part 2) 🔞

Summary:

Alastor has visited at the most (in)opportune time and your distraction turns the dials up.

“Oh, my sweet little Vixen. You look so very lovely, ma chér…”

Oh, how that distorted voice set your body ablaze! With a high pitched cry, you came around your vibrator as your shadow snarled above you, chasing their own release.

You felt your love stroke your face and opened your eyes to meet Alastor’s own black orbs before his lips grazed softly over yours. Vaguely, you heard your shadow growl out their release as they shuddered above you and pulled the soaked dildo from your folds, the shiver and moan that left you seeming to please your mate.

“I must confess, my dear Vixen, I’ve been hoping to be audience to such an unbridled performance since the moment I first witnessed your passionate revelry. I would say I’m disappointed to only catch the tail end, but that would be an utter lie.” His claws carded through your damp hair as he placed a soft kiss to your shade’s head, earning himself a happy chitter and nuzzling to his chin.

As your breathing calmed, you noticed Alastor’s shadow splitting away to kiss your forehead before they curled around your own and the two slunk away together, in their own little world as they chirped their special language. Clawed fingers slid lightly against your cheek, the warm gesture drawing your attention. Leaning into the touch with a soft whine, your gaze met your mate’s own black stare, and you reached up to cup his cheek.

“Would you like me to continue then, my darling mate?”

Your question caused low radio static to fill the air as he bent to kiss you, fingers tracing electricity down your neck, the valley of your breasts, over your stomach to end at your hip in a gentle squeeze. You moaned against his lips and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, hips bucking slightly.

“I believe I’d quite relish that, mon cœur. Is audience participation permitted?” His question brought a chuckle from your lips, nipping at his bottom lip as you glared seductively up at him. “Oh, my love, it’s heartily encouraged.”

With a low growl, Alastor sat up to undo his bow tie before you snapped your fingers, and he sat naked before you. It took him a moment to register his newfound freedom, red dials coming back to his black orbs as he giggled at you. “How do you keep such a high libido, my darling? Here I was, trying to take my time for you, and this little vixen goes and spoils it.”

You grinned wickedly and rose to plant your face in his chest fluff, nuzzling happily before setting your predators eyes on him. “Well, I would say I was sorry for foiling your plan, but that would be an utter lie. How could I not feel anything but amorous when my mate looks down at me so wantonly? You drive me absolutely wild with lust, my Alastor.”

Your demon groaned as he cupped the back of your head and bent to kiss you, his tongue snaking between your lips. Moaning as your tongues danced around each other, your back arched and you brought your free hand to circle your clit. You were so wet your fingers slipped easily over and between your slick folds.

Alastor must have felt or heard your movements, breaking the kiss to see just what you were up to. His breath caught, a long whining groan leaving his throat as he leaned back to watch you pleasure yourself. He looked so wonderfully feminine in that moment, his chest swelling with his short breaths, those long lashes accentuating his lovely, now coral on crimson eyes. He seemed almost shy, and you would have none of that.

Pulling your soaked fingers from your cunt, you brought them to his parted lips and slipped them inside his warm mouth. His eyes fluttered shut as he grabbed your hand- the moan that escaped his throat as his tongue wrapped around your fingers shot straight to your core. You wanted to ruin him.

“May I worship at your altar, my darling?” Your question caused Alastor to stiffen for a moment, his eyes opening to stare contemplatively at you. “We can try. It’s not something I’ve given serious thought to but I may enjoy it, if you truly wish to.”

Huh. Definitely not the reaction you were expecting. “We can do whatever you feel like, my darling. I want to bring you as much pleasure as you bring me, and if oral sex isn’t to your interest, we can try something that is.” You cupped his cheek and sat up further to rub your nose against his, enjoying the soft blush that rose under his skin.

Ears drooping slightly as he deflated, he kissed you with a soft hum. “I think most of the pleasure I derive in these activities is from your enjoyment, mon cœur. So if it’s something you enjoy doing, I believe I’d like to try. Should I not like it, I shall say so.”

“If I do anything you don’t like-“

You felt Alastor tapping the safe gesture as he grinned slyly and spoke out, “hellcat”, and you chuckled. “Already finishing my thoughts for me, my sweet buck.” Giving a nip to his bottom lip, you moved him to lean back against the pillows, settling between his legs once he was comfortable. He looked so precious, face flushed and ears drooping as he stared nervously down at you.

Leaning over him, you rubbed your cheek against his in gratitude before dragging your lips across his jawline to his mouth in soft, sensual kisses. He let out a contented sigh, bringing his hands up to card through your hair and over your shoulders, the sensation sending delightful shivers down your spine. Running your fingers through the fur of his chest, you extended your claws to scrape gently down the flesh underneath, pressing harder when Alastor let out a low moan into your mouth.

“You’ve had quite a long day, Mistah Radio Demon...” You spoke in your lower register, grinning at his wiggling hips under you- he really seemed to like your voice. Leaning up to whisper in his ear, you felt his hands reach to cup and knead your breasts as his tongue slid along your clavicle. “Let your mate take care of you.”

The static in the air danced along your skin as you nipped at his ear, Alastor’s drawn out moan setting your body alight.

Sitting back, you both groaned as your wet pussy slid deliciously along the sensitive skin of his rigid erection- oh he definitely liked your voice. Sliding along his length a few more times, you licked and nipped down Alastor’s neck and shoulders. A loud bellow sounded when your teeth sank in to his shoulder and you had to keep yourself from sinking onto him as his hips bucked. Oh, you could never get enough of this demon!

You trailed biting kisses down Alastor’s chest, digging your claws into his hips as you observed his reactions. Your tail wagged behind you when you reached your goal- oh, your darling was simply magnificent!

Your joy must have shown, as your mate chuckled at you. “You are absolutely adorable, mon cœur. I never would have guessed that of all things, this sets that tail to wagging!” Those glowing eyes stared sweetly at you, so lovely with his flushed cheeks.

You giggled with him and playfully slapped his inner thigh, grin widening when his eyes flashed at you. “How can this tail not wag when there’s such a mouthwatering feast in front of me?” Keeping your gaze steady on his, you ran your tongue down his hip bone, sinking your fangs in to the soft flesh of his inner thigh.

Alastor let out a grunt, his teeth biting into his lower lip as he fought to keep his eyes open. You ran your tongue along the wound, planting a soft kiss before nosing up to the fur of his pubis. Fuck, his scent drove you to madness! A low growl left your throat as you breathed him in- how your instincts fought for you to beg your strong buck to cover you right then and there!

Unable to stop yourself, you nipped at the head of his leaking cock. Alastor gave a sharp cry, his hands flying to your hair, scraping and rubbing as those eyes went black once more.

“Do that again, ma chér,”

he moaned out. Your thoughts were of only him- of those terrifying eyes, those sharp teeth and the blood dripping from his lips. ‘May God damn me again, over and over, if only just to worship you, you beautiful infernal creature.’ You were positively dripping for this man!

With a quirk of your lips, you tapped and glided your tongue up from the base of his cock to the head. You nipped and nibbled sharply around the head before pinching and grinding his foreskin gently between your teeth, your hips bucking into nothing as you watched him fall apart under you. Masochist indeed- your darling was just so precious!

The moan that poured from his throat as you wrapped your poison lips around him made your cunt throb. He tasted even better than he smelled- the sweet and salty pre-cum mixing with his scent on your tastebuds.

You started slow, pulsing your slick tongue up and down against the underside of his cock as your cheeks hollowed. Those sharp claws scraped your scalp as you worked the length further into your mouth and down your throat. When you reached the base, you swallowed around him and he groaned, hips bucking into the warm pulsing pressure of your body.

Your head bobbed as static danced along your skin, your eyes never leaving your sweet mate. He was simply irresistible like this- so debauched, utterly unbridled! Dragging your fangs lightly up his shaft, you brought a hand up to knead at his testicles as you bit gently, and your lover snarled down at you with wide black eyes. “Fuck, Y/N! Harder, my vixen. Please…

Bite harder.”

He didn’t need to ask twice- that monstrous face looming over you set your thighs rubbing together. Alternating between long, gripping strokes and sharp grinding bites, you relished watching Alastor’s contorting form fall apart under your ministrations.

He cried out when the claws of your free hand raked down his thigh, his back arching as his hands flew from your hair, claws ripping through the bedsheets down into the mattress. His cock pulsed within the grip of your fangs and you brought your bloody hand from his thigh to rub at your clit, the pleasure building with each swipe of your fingers. Tightening your lips around his girth, you buried him in your throat, nose rubbing against the fur at his base- you were high off of his strong scent and the sounds pouring from his bloody lips.

Watching your darling clench his eyes shut, you swallowed around him and bit around his base. Interference sounded loudly as Alastor roared in pleasure, his seed spurting against the walls of your throat.

You pulled slowly away as he pulsed against your tongue, savoring the flavor of his essence. You laid your tongue flat against his frenulum and rubbed in slow circles as your lover jerked under you. You brought your fingers to gather the seed, sliding it between your legs with a wanton groan.

His semen was so warm against your folds; you slipped your fingers inside, the heel of your hand rubbing your clit as your hips rolled against it. He felt delicious inside you, the viscous seed providing that extra rush to your loins.

You bit into his thigh as you ground into your hand, enjoying the wanton groan and look your mate was giving you while he came down from his release. Drawing blood from the wound, the taste of his fresh blood sent you spiraling into your orgasm, ripping the flesh from his thigh as your body spasmed in rapturous pleasure.

Alastor cried out, his cock jerking at the fresh pain, and you nuzzled against the wounded leg as you caught your breath together. Reaching out for you, Alastor whined cutely in ask of your body against his. Such a soft boi.

Chuckling at the sweet display, you crawled up to reach his lips, the groan that left his throat as he pulled you closer told you that he probably liked tasting himself on your tongue. ‘My perfect little mate,’ you thought as you nuzzled under his chin and cuddled further into him, your chest swelling with love.

“How are you feeling, my darling?” You whispered against his throat, enjoying the shivers you evoked.

Your only response was a happy bleat as your mate snuffled into your hair, hands gently stroking down your back. You couldn’t help but giggle at the adorable response, wriggling against him with a contented purr.

You stayed there resting for several minutes before moving to get up, laughing at the whine that left your lover’s throat as he reluctantly let you go. You kissed him one last time before making your way to the bathroom, tail slowly wagging as you walked. You’d definitely need to take another bath.

When you were done with the toilet, you pointed to fill the tub once more, adding just a bit of eucalyptus and epsom salts- who knew how many kinks were lurking in the radio demon’s muscles.

Poking your head out the bathroom door, you melted into a buttery smile when you noticed Alastor snuffling into your pillows- he was just too cute! You wished you had a camera on you, but you knew your darling hated his image being captured. You wanted to ask if it had anything to do with Vox, but you didn’t want to open any old wounds if he wasn’t ready to share- especially right before an important battle where his very afterlife would be in jeopardy.

‘No, don’t think about that. We’re gonna win and he’s gonna be just fine, if not a little banged up.’ You weren’t a complete fool- you knew Alastor was planning on taking on Adam and any angels the others couldn’t, should his barrier fail. When his barrier failed. Most barrier magick worked like a car, with energy being the fuel and damage being the miles driven; the more hits a barrier took, the closer to empty the tank fell. Who knew how powerful the first man truly was? Probably plenty powerful enough to break the barrier of a simple overlord, no matter how powerful that overlord may be. Nobody had ever beaten him thus far, and nobody had lived to tell their story. Only their mangled remains could provide unclear guesses.

“You’re thinking too hard again, ma chér.”

You blinked as your lover booped your nose, your thoughts fading to the back of your mind to simmer. Did he shadow over, or had you just completely spaced out? Giving a nuzzle into his chest, you sighed and wrapped your arms around his waist. “I’m sorry, love. I can’t seem to stop worrying. But that definitely helped.”

Alastor hummed and snapped his fingers, a lit blunt appearing in his hand. “Do try your best not to be sorry, Y/N. Would this help at all?” He offered the blunt, and you smiled sweetly at the gesture.

“How did I get so lucky as to land you?” You accepted it and took a long drag, struggling just a bit to hold the smoke in before finally letting it go. Your darling could procure some good bud it would seem.

“Well, I believe our dear Angel Dust is just one hell of a matchmaker!” Alastor exclaimed jovially, his animated movements and laugh track eliciting a giggle between your hits.

“You’re not wrong there. Angie has been responsible for three different long term relationships- and those are just the ones I know of. That little spider acts tough, but he’s a hopeless romantic at heart, and wants his loved ones to be happy. Even if he isn’t.” Alastor took the blunt when you handed it back, taking a couple of hits as he leaned on the doorframe watching you, his smile soft.

“He reminds you of yourself, does he not?”

You deflated a bit with a sentimental huff, declining when Alastor offered the blunt back before snapping it gone. “You’re quite good at reading people,” you replied, your grin sly as your eyes narrowed up at him. His smile widened before he closed his eyes and shrugged.

“I’m an overlord, darling. Reading people is the first thing I learned, in life and in death.” Opening his eyes to gaze down at you, he brought a hand up to cup your cheek. “However, you wear your heart on your sleeve- it’s not a bad thing in the slightest, and I will admit that it confused me at first, but it certainly makes understanding you easier. I love the fact that you are so honest and direct in your opinions and desires- you live freely… openly, with not a care as to others’ opinions or words- all without snap judgments of your own. And those who have earned your judgment- how I love to see that wrath unleashed! There are so many qualities that I love about you, but most of all, I love and quite admire that beautiful heart of yours.”

You could feel the heat of your blush as you stilled at his words. Is that really how he saw you? Closing your eyes to keep any tears from trying to escape, you laughed- your heart felt so full in this perfect moment! You felt arms encircle you and lips press to your head, and you nuzzled happily into the warmth of your mate with a wagging tail.

“Oh my darling, you think so highly of me! I hate to disappoint you, but I simply hold my tongue like a good girl of our time.” You rose your head in ask of a kiss your love happily granted. Once parted, you gave him a soft smile. “But most importantly, I’ve had the time and means to allow for healing and processing my trauma. My father was a right bastard, but it was thanks to his family’s fortune that I was able to live without the burden of marriage, and I was able to afford the best, most discreet doctors of our time. I was also able to find a more recently deceased therapist who has really helped me manage my emotions.” Stepping away, your smile turned into a sly seductive grin. “And you haven’t even touched the surface of what I have to offer in terms of wrath.”

Alastor’s eyes flashed as his smile grew wicked and he pulled you back against his body, low static radiating from his warm skin. “Promise me that one day I’ll get to witness that performance,” he growled out, and you felt his cock stiffening slightly against your belly. Chuckling at his display, you cupped his cheek and rubbed your nose against his. “Of course, my darling. Perhaps after everyone is healed up from the battle, I’ll introduce you to my little monsters. I would relish putting on a show for you, my sweet buck.”

“Ugh, you will be my second death, my beautiful mate,” he groaned out, dragging his lips sensually over your own. “And don’t you forget it,” you retorted, wicked grin spread wide. You earned yourself another groan as he leaned his forehead on yours before he chuckled. “Yes ma’am,” he replied, crimson gaze glowing as he stared back at you.

Giving him a low growl, you nipped at his bottom lip before grabbing his hands from your waist to lead him into the bathroom. “Come now, my buck. Let’s relax our muscles before I begin my work. We have a long night ahead of us,” you said, your smile soft.

Alastor followed closely behind you and you wondered idly as to when his season would be. He was already exhibiting a bit of mate guarding, but that could just be your recent joining still affecting him. Your tail swished happily and you let out a contented sigh as you entered the warm water, offering your hand to Alastor as he followed behind you. The tub more resembled a new age jacuzzi than anything you could have gotten in your day, and you still marveled at the sheer luxury of it.

“I’m not usually one for modern furnishings, but I believe I could get used to one of these.” Alastor sighed out as he relaxed beside you. You couldn’t help the buttery smile that formed on your lips as you pulled him into your arms and rested your chin between his ears. Chuckling, he snuggled into you and nuzzled just a bit, mindful of his antlers. You remained there soaking for a while before you moved him to give you his back and began massaging.

Alastor would make a hell of a porn star if he ever decided to expand his business ventures. The moans your deft fingers elicited were simply delightful! You heard several cracks as you worked his muscles into submission- your poor mate had been so tense! By the time you felt satisfied with your work Alastor was a puddle, practically purring as he sat up to his chin in the center of the tub, eyes closed and ears drooping. You made sure to massage his ears as you washed his hair before gently pushing him under the water to rub out shampoo and conditioner.

By the time you exited the tub, you felt more like crawling into bed with a movie and someone tasty to munch on, but you steeled yourself as you shook the water from your fur before toweling yourself off and wrapping your hair. You would need to run some oil through the ends with the amount of water you’d put it through.

When your hair was dried to dampness, you sat at your vanity, grabbing a green glass bottle and ran your favorite oil mixture through the long strands. Through the mirror you saw your mate walk to stand behind you and pick up your brush.

“May I, darling?” His offer made your heart swell. You gave him a soft smile in the mirror and nodded, placing your hands in your lap. His hands were so gentle as he ran the brush through your hair in long, sweeping strokes. Your eyes closed and a contented purr rumbled in your chest as your mate groomed you- now this you could get used to!

“You’re really good at this,” you sighed out. You heard Alastor hum above you before speaking. “My mother and cousins made for good practice, though I must say that this lovely fox fur is much easier to manage.” He chuckled, perhaps at a fond memory, and you opened your eyes to look at him through the mirror.

“She must be a beautiful soul, to have raised such a sweet son,” you said, your smile soft.

Alastor laughed at that, needing to pause in his brushing. “Oh, Y/N! Only for you, my dearest. For everyone else, I am every inch the demon behind the name,” he replied, resuming his grooming once his giggles died down a bit. “But… She was- is… Beautiful. Do you need a braid, or may I leave you unbound?”

“I’ll let you decide your preference. I’m used to working with either style. And I wholeheartedly agree. You are the great and terrible demon of legend to all, aside from me… And little Nifty. And Rosie. And Charlie and Mimzy. And if recent actions have anything to say about it, dear Angel Dust.” You were grinning like the cat that ate the canary, and your mate gave a stubborn huff. “Yes, well… Aside from my cherished ones, every.

bit. demon.”

You giggled at his display, radio dial irises switching as his aura flared around you. “Mm hmm. Every. Bit.”

You saw his cheeks flare red as he stilled, before shaking his head in defeat. “You are cruel, ma chér; and you couldn’t have manifested in a more fitting form if I’d chosen myself.” He cradled an ear in his large hand and placed a soft kiss upon it, and you melted. “I utterly adore you, darling,” you said, heart swelling when your eyes met in the mirror. His expression was so soft as he gazed back at you.

“And I you, chér,” he replied, carding his claws through your detangled hair. “Now, show me what potions we’re brewing, my little witch. I’m quite intrigued to see your magick at work.”

Taking his offered hand, you smiled and kissed the knuckles lightly. “Just some healing aids and salves. Nothing too exciting. However you may enjoy meeting the rest of my dear shadows. While not fully sentient, they enjoy playing and can follow instructions perfectly.”

Alastor’s eyes flashed in a look you couldn’t quite discern, his smile quirking. Snapping your fingers as you walked towards your bedroom, your tub began draining and the bathroom straightened itself up for you. “We’ll get everything on my list mixed up, and my little darlings will see to it that everything develops correctly.” You walked to your cabinet and pointed everything you needed into your stasis dimension before moving to head to your closet. You stopped when you noticed Alastor staring at the contents remaining in your cabinet. “Feel free to take anything you want. I get special access to Lust since I work with Ozzie on occasion, and there’s a great apothecary down there that carries just about everything.”

Alastor hummed before closing the doors and joining you. “There’s nothing I need at the moment, but it’s splendid to know it’s available. I may have to ask my sweet mate to pick up some things for me in the future.”

You smiled and nodded. “Sure, and who knows, maybe I can get us a couples pass for a date night. You could peruse stores and the apothecary at your leisure… Though, you may feel uncomfortable with the locals. It’s called Lust for a reason, and while consent tends to be a bigger deal down there, I can’t guarantee that such a handsome face won’t attract many offers.”

“Hmm, I shall think on it, but I have nothing to fear from the citizens of Lust.” Those crimson eyes glowed down at you as he stroked your cheek. “Not when I have this fearsome vixen by my side.”

You gave a hearty laugh at that, bumping your hip into his side. “Darling, that kind of attitude will only get you more offers. Although I must confess, it does scratch my dom itch when you play so sweet.” You gave him a wink before walking into your closet.

“Dom itch?” You heard Alastor’s confused voice and chuckled. He was just too precious! “My desire for sexual domination over others. Like earlier; your allowing me to pleasure you, that control you gave up to me in that moment. Why, such a thrill makes me shiver just at the memory!” Your exclamation earned a chuckle from your mate.

“I didn’t realize there was a name for such desires, but I certainly understand. I will confess, I feel that desire whenever you give me those infernal flashing eyes,” he spoke low in your ear, and you groaned. “You can be so cruel, Radio Demon.”

Alastor straightened with an evil grin, eyes narrowed in delight. “I am a little out of practice, and I’m but a novice compared to your expertise, but I’ll have you know I kept quite the playboy façade back in the day. Hoho! Yes indeedy, I’ve dropped quite a few skirts. Plus,

I’m a fast learner.”

You frowned at his words, looking up at him for a long moment. “Forgive me darling, but may I ask a personal question?” You saw trepidation flash in those lovely crimson orbs, and an uncomfortable heat began blooming in your gut. ‘Please don’t be what I think it is…’

“Of course, mon cœur,” he replied, his smile tightened just a hair- just that little bit to give him away.

Keeping your hands to yourself, you steeled yourself before you asked your question. “Did you actually want any of those interactions?”

Alastor froze for a moment, his expression melting from worry to confusion. His head cocked at you as an eyebrow quirked. “I wouldn’t say I wanted them, but I was a gentleman to each and every one, if that’s what you’re inquiring.”

Your face fell. ‘Oh, my sweet heart…’ Your lover grew even more confused. “I wasn’t forced either,” he elaborated.

With a soft sigh you brought your hand slowly up to his face to cup his cheek. “Oh, my sweet love… You carry much behind those lovely eyes. I know this will sound confusing right now, but… no matter what the circumstances were, you never deserved to be put in that position. I won’t say I’m sorry. I don’t pity you and I never will, just as you’ve never pitied me.”

“Darling, I’m telling you that nothing cruel happened. I’ve never been raped,” he said, his brows knitting. You saw a spark of anger flash behind his eyes and you smiled for him. “That isn’t what I am saying. My darling, since the moment I first witnessed you walking arm-in-arm with dear Rosie, I had you pegged as ace as they come. Why, before I knew what a wonderful demon you are, I would have licked the ground that woman glides upon, and there you were, perfectly just friends with her! I figured if you weren’t attracted to Rosie, well… In my mind, you couldn’t be attracted to anybody. You were completely unattainable, ergo off the sexual radar, so to say.”

You knew you were rambling. Alastor wore his face as a steel mask, eyes unreadable as he waited for you to finish your sad excuse of an explanation. “Okay, this is coming out wrong, let me think of how I want to put this.” Your hand left his face to worry at your hair as you struggled to form your words. “Our time was fucking awful. You know that. I definitely know that. And in order to fit in with our shit society, many of us had to hide our sexual understandings. Like, for you and I personally… well, to be a murderer, one must have an alibi.”

“As to our sexual understandings… Forgive my being so crass, but you come off very queer. My problem was the exact opposite. I fancied the ladies mostly up top. I didn’t really desire experimenting with males or other genders until a good decade down here. But I courted while up top, as a cover. Well, also to learn more about my victims’ personal habits, but that’s beside the point. There’s much one forces themselves to do in order to survive, and that takes a toll on the soul. Just… if you ever wanna talk. I’m here okay? And maybe you’d rather talk to Rosie or if you’d prefer someone indifferent and neutral, I’m happy to introduce you to my therapist. They’re part of a network of different specialists to help those who want it.”

Alastor stared down at you, brows knit as if trying to figure out a particularly difficult puzzle.

“Perhaps we visit this another time. Your words make sense, however I do not see my situation as distressing. That being said, your concern is incredibly endearing, my darling little mate.” His voice was soft, careful- almost as if he were trying to walk through a minefield of words. You felt yourself deflate at his thoughtful reply. He was probably more worried about your mood.

“I love you, you adorable soft boi,” you chuckled out, pulling him in to rub your nose with his. With your gesture, your darling deflated as well, ears drooping as he gave a small bleat. “I love you, mon cœur. Now, why exactly are we standing in your closet?”

You giggled at his question- of course this would seem a bit odd. Turning around to point to the door drawn on your wall, you whispered the incantation to open your realm of darkness. The door popped and creaked open, the darkness within beckoning for you to join it. You were stepping into your realm when you heard interference sound behind you. You stopped, turning in question before you chuckled.

Alastor was excitedly bending and stretching every which way to understand your little trick- your buck more resembled a todd than anything in that moment. Oh, the tricks he could play with this knowledge!

“Do come in, my darling. I can teach you another time,” you offered, giggling at the bright smile he flashed you- like a kit when you tell them they can leave the den for the first time. Not that you would know, but that face seemed pretty damn close.

“This is extraordinary, ma chér! I just love that little trick! My, what adorable little shadows you are!”

Your “little” shadows swirled violently around him, checking out the new powerful aura entering their domain before settling to greet him in more friendly terms. It would seem they liked him, or would at least tolerate him. You were certain he’d be able to win them over though, if your shade had anything to say about it. You weren’t certain where they had slunk off to, but no worries. Let them enjoy their privacy.

Chuckling as Alastor came to join you, you snapped a large counter into the space in front of you, a couple of stools at your sides, and all the ingredients laid out neatly. With a wide grin, you turned to look up at your mate.

“Shall we begin, my darling?”

[deva-arts]

Now do the spirit animals for all your other ocs

Monica: Siberian Tiger

Seraphina: Sumatran Tiger

Vincent- Honey Badger

Amon- Kodiak Bear

Nathaniel- Australian Giant Cuttlefish

Sonia- Red Fox

Eric- Spotted Hyena

Magnus: Thoroughbred Horse

Strohl: Barbary Lion

Katya: Savannah Cat

Aura: Glass Octopus

Verra: Giant Panda

Han: Himalayan Cat

Titan- Hippopotamus

Karin- Spider tailed Horned Viper

Samuel- Red Wolf

This is all based off of their respective traits and behavior in reference to the animal, not so much power scale.

Very brief explanation under the cut!

Monica: She's huge. She's powerful. She's a force of nature! It makes sense that her spirit animal would be a tank like the siberian tiger. They're the largest tiger species and even freak out smaller tigers.

Seraphina: She learned from the best! While not as large or strong as her mother was, she is still a force to behold. Sera is incredibly fierce, determined, and brave, which fits the animal. I also find them to look a lot more whiskery and cute so...

Vincent: How do you survive in a world where everything is bigger, stronger, and lethal? be loud! be angry! be aggressive! DESTROY. If you scream it out enough, they'll believe you. Not even lions mess with a pissed Honey Badger. They are also immune to snake venom out of pure tolerance. Metal.

Amon: Large and fluffy but still incredibly deadly, Amon sticks to his guns and goes about his life... While taking no shit in the process. He's also the beefiest and has the best hair. Kodiak bears are the biggest species of brown bear!

Nathaniel: Never underestimate the Cuttlefish. It has so many cards up its tentacles! including camouflage, great intelligence, hypnotism, and also perception of different light wavelengths. They're kind of jacks of all trades. I also find their huge noggins funny. Lol, Nate's big head.

Sonia: She's a yapper, she's playful, and she's a bouncy, kind of flighty person overall. Sonia is also known for her very... Foxy personality. It makes sense that part of her persona uses a Vixen! I also think the red suits her hair.

Eric: He's also a yapper. He loves to laugh, even when it's not appropriate! Life needs more fun. Eric is social, dynamic, and works well in a team. Hyenas are also known to be pretty intelligent and affectionate... At least among themselves.

Magnus: He's the créme de la créme. Millions upon millions of dollars and a sacrifice made by the head of operations behind VENUS was poured into his making. He is no clone. Nay, he is a prince, and the world is his inheritance. Thoroughbreds are the most expensive, high-end breeds out there. One of them, Fusaichi Pegasus, was sold for $70 million.

Strohl: Barbary Lions were hunted to near extinction, and now exist today in private collections, often to royalty and their sanctuaries. They're a gorgeous breed, with thicker, beautiful manes and intense eyes. It's odd, to think something so powerful exists in captivity. It is safe, living a rich life... But it is still a slave.

Katya: Savannah cats are a breed between domestic cats and african Servals. While many consider them to be higher range pets with beautiful pelts and an exotic size, they're still just as wild and tempermental as their ancestry allows... Some people find this out a bit too late.

Aura: Glass Octopids are a rather mysterious lot. They pretty rare and hard to spot in the oceans they're from! It's to the point that they can be found anywhere in their subtropical habitats, with few known habits and behaviors. They're also bioluminescent <3

Verra: She might be able to call upon the beasts she finds in her dreams, but regular, human Verra is pretty soft hearted. She doesn't care for conflict and prefers to live a easier life without stress. Sera worries sometimes about her lack of self preservation, though...

Han: She's partially bred with chimeric DNA, sourced and spliced from cats and beastshifters. She's got a very feline temperament because of it. She is also quite fluffy! She rivals huskies in shed yields.

Titan: Extremely, extremely aggressive, territorial, and deadly. Hippos kill 500 people a year. Lions kill 22. A hippo can bite you in half just for being in the general proximity of their river. Not even a crocodile does that. Hippos are essentially muscle tanks of mass death and terror, and they can also run up to 28 mph. So.

Karin: This bird-eating snake lures them in using their peculiar tails. The tails crawl and move around like spiders do when dragged on rocks, and the snake knows exactly how to make it seem like a juicy, perfect treat for the birds. Once the bird flies close enough, the snake bites it with several shots of venom and enjoys its meal. A fitting animal for a recruiter.

Samuel: Wolves are strong alone and stronger together, and their ability to fight for a united cause reflects Samuel quite well. He is ambitious but also focused and dedicated to his mission, doing his best to make sure his team pulls through... Even when he lives in a world that is full of threats.