#while Angel flies free!

[enixamyram]

You know, with all the shots during Poison, this is the one that haunts me the most:

Just everything about this brief but really heavy moment.

How small Angel is with Val looming over him. How terrified and helpless his expression is. The way his hands are against Val like he wants to push away but can't. The grip Val has on him, keeping him in place. It's not really the most gut wretching shot in the song and yet it's the one that gets to me the most every damn time I see it.

[gladiatorcunt]

Feral feral Anakin fucking you every second of the day because he can’t get enough of you and is overly obsessed

send me coryo, luke castellan, or anakin asks (this is a threat)

implied canon compliant prequels and childhood friend afab royalty reader (basically in padme's place) based on an upcoming fic

This is canon Anakin behavior actually, he's like a big dog with his favorite chew toy. The dog obviously loves the toy a lot but it's because of his love that the toy becomes well used. No matter how tattered it becomes, the dog will still curl around it and spend its days licking the hell out of it until it withers away.

I think that because of how he grew up, just a little boy on some ball of sand whose life really didn't belong to him, as soon as he's free from that he just unravels. I love Anakin being written as more unhinged or even slightly like an eldritch horror, because suddenly he has this big destiny laid out in front of him and the tethers holding his soul together inevitably come unhooked. I think that he's wired like that from the beginning, very passionate but without a means to express it.

So, when he meets you, little royal heir with all the stars of the galaxy in your eyes, he tells a familiar story about an angel and from then on, it's over for him. Every moment of his life orbits around the sun in his solar system, you.

The first think he thinks when he sees you again, is how your moans would echo off the windows when he eats you out on one of the couches. Then he imagines your perfectly manicured hands clawing delicious ribbons down his back while he rabidly pounds your sopping wet pussy against the wall of your huge walk-in closet in your apartment. He'd have to hold a hand over your mouth, but he wouldn't do a thing to clean up the slicks that drips out of your pussy onto the floor. You'd pout as you'd rush to get ready before Obi-Wan came back, and all he'd be able to do in response is hook his chin over your shoulder and smile.

"No, it's because I'm so in love with you."

You're leaning against a balcony overlooking a lake in Naboo and all he can think about as he strokes a shy finger down your back is hiking your dress up and bending you over it. You're chained to a pillar in between him and Obi-Wan, and when all is said and done, he wishes he killed everybody that was relishing in your suffering in that arena and fucked you with their blood coating his body. He could go on forever until the last grain of sand on Tatooine flies away. He'd have gotten you barefoot and pregnant immediately if the leash around his neck was any looser.

No matter the fantasy or the moment, you always have at least one mark on you. He's not patient enough for hickies and his fingers move too quickly for any serious bruises to form on your body. He favors bite marks, near perfect impressions of his teeth etched in your soft skin. He doesn't bite to tear, just does his repeated 'chomp!'s without a single thought in his head; your thighs bear the brunt of it. Anakin likes when drops of blood bead at the surface of the bites, because then he can lick the bites soothingly. You usually have to run your fingers through his hair to get him to come back to himself when he starts doing it on autopilot with his eyes rolled back.

"Yes, yes, yessssss.... love fucking my cunt, missed making love to my sloppy pussy. Taking my dick so well, keep breathing with me, my love. That's it, just like that."

His way of saying good morning is languid strokes deep in your guts. His way of saying good night is crazed thrusts that have him putting it back it when his frenzied pace causes his length to slip out. He has is so hard sometimes, determined to carry the entire galaxy on his shoulders with you on top of it. You can the rising anger that builds within him when everything he does to prove himself goes unrecognized. The best way he has to ignore all of that outside responsibility is knocking your sweaty body up the bed while you're clutching the headboard for dear life.

Anakin's emotions bleed from him so openly, and all you have to do is drink them in. Because even though he wasn't free when he met you, you owned him them with his gift around your neck. You own him now, your cervix kissing his mushroom tip in its own display of affection. He is supposed to live his life with the intention to be the force's son, but he is burning to ash faster than he is fulfilling his destiny; at least he can keep you and your future children warm.

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Angel/Human Dialogue

"Is it considered rude to touch an angel's wings?"

"Fear not, little human! I'm just here to get my order. I already paid via the app."

"Aren't you here to make me choose the right option?" "You have free will, there is only so much I can do about that."

"You are... not quite what I thought an angel would be like."

"I don't see any wings. Can you retract them somehow?"

"So, how old do you really are?" "Can't be defined in human years."

"I think they meant the 1990s. Not the 1890s." "Oh well. Time flies by so fast when you're immortal."

"I'm a family friend if you will. I met your great-great-grandma at a market selling beautiful flowers. What a wonderful woman she was. And now I try to visit her offspring every once in a while."

"You still look like as if you were in the 1920s."

"I can't go with the trends. They change so fast, it gives me whiplash."

"I always thought the idea of having a pet was great. A creature full of love for me that I need to care for. Having a human is just like that, I think."

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[just-some-random-blogger]

Snow Angel

Aemond's Version

I'll angel in the snow until I'm worthy but if it kills me, I tried.

Gwyane's Version ❄ Daemon's Version ❄ Aegon's Version ❄ Aemond's Version ❄ Jacaerys' Version ❄ Cregan's Version ❄ Criston's Version

Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen!Reader | 800< | cw: fem!reader, twin!reader, targcest, canon divergence, angst, violence, blood, war, death, typos, etc.

A/N: renee rapp my beloved. aemond and jacaerys' version go hand in hand

You were the blood in his veins. You were the half of him that shined. You were everything good about the him. He despised you for it.

You were the understanding he never got, the confidence he wished he had. You were the inspiration of laughter and the admiration of all. While in the womb, you robbed him of all the characteristics he wished he had, and he never forgave you for doing so.

So, when tensions were high, and the call of war was nigh, he knew it was his moment to prove himself, to everyone, to himself, to the council... to you.

He'd long forgotten when, was it when he saw you laughing with those bastard Strong boys, or was it when he'd been mockingly gifted a pig by his own brother, but he'd convinced himself that he would have to slay dragons in order to have you. It was no longer a metaphor but something that very well happen, something real and life threatening.

He'd held himself into an impossible standard, along the way, unknowingly done the same to you.

While he was so wrapped up in his self-mandated torment, he gazed upon you only with his missing eye, unable to see how much you wished to free him from his internal conflict. Yet every time you reached a hand out to him, he met you with scorn, taking out his anger on you. You felt the only way you could ever get through to him was to make yourself useful.

You did not care for politics. You did not care to make the Iron Throne your seat at the table. You wanted nothing to do with the burden your festered father left. But you did want to avoid war, as you saw how it hurt your sister, your mother, your people. Aemond saw the way you influenced your brother away from war as a sign of weakness, seven hells, as another slight against him. You were choosing to spare the enemy because of his wretched nephew, Jacaerys, who had always held your affections.

And when you walked in on him and Criston during their late night conspiring, you only further stoked his ire.

Dare you come to his quarters in nothing but a nightgown and a robe?

"Princess," Criston stands to attention.

You cross your arms. It makes Aemond clench his jaw.

"I need to speak with my brother in private."

Aemond stares at you. Cristion turns to him, expecting some sort of response. He gets none, and so he decides to simply nod and leave, "of course."

Once he is gone, the prince finally speaks, "have you come to whore yourself out to me?"

You ignore his insult, "I've come to speak to you. This is the only hour you'll speak to me."

"Wrong," he snaps, "even now, I do not wish to. Leave me."

"Aemond," you mutter, "I only wish to help-"

"And who told you I need help from a woman?"

This is your final straw.

His eye widens at the way you fall apart in your hands. You sob, tears spilling into your palms. It had been long since he saw sorrow cloud your face, the last time being when Jacaerys and his family left King's Landing, Jacaerys, who you chose to speak your woes to instead of him.

He stands and cautiously walks towards you.

"I will never be good enough for you, will I?"

His face falls, "what?"

You shake your head and step back, "no matter what I can think of, it will not be worthy of your attention because I thought of it."

He is unable to speak, unable to move as you flee him.

His mind is heavy with your words as he flies on Vhagar the next day. He was told a dragon was spotted pressing close to King's Landing and took it upon himself to patrol the area.

You can imagine his surprise, no, his delight, when he saw the creature, when he recognized the dragon Vermax, saddled by his rider.

He did not hesitate. He commanded Vhagar to scorch him, gritting his teeth when they escaped.

He pursued them, eager to seek rid himself of his sole competitor.

But then a loud screech was heard from behind and Vhagar's tail was knocked, making her flight unsteady.

Two dragons? An organized attack. Fine, Vhagar is large enough to take two dragonlings at once.

Aemond ascends, looking for his opponents from the height. He spots Vermax' green scales from afar. He hears the second dragon before seeing it come closer. He gives the command and Vhagar breathes fire before Aemond even identified who she attacked.

But then that creature makes a sound, and his mouth parts at the familiar screech. You circle around him, screaming something he cannot make out.

You choose the bastard over him?

He turns to Jacaerys. Vhagar flies over to attack.

He doesn't remember what happened after he gave the order. He was so single minded in his fury that the only thing that snapped him out of his trance was the sound of your scream and the sight of your dragon attempting to escape Vhagar's clamped jaw.

It was too late when he made Vhagar let go. You fell from the height and he could only watch. Not even Vermax coming to your aid could save you.

[moodymisty]

Hello I hope you are having a good week! I love your blog and anons so much <3 (The Horus feet post lives rent free in my head)

Your hc about Sanguinius having a secret possessive streak activated a neuron in my brain because its been stuck in my head for days and Im completely normal about him I promise :') my request:

His possessiveness rearing its head unexpectedly for the first time. To the point it even surprises him with how grumpy it makes him feel. His lover had only really been around him and his sons since theyd gotten together so he is caught off guard by this sudden anger.

She is meeting a few of his brothers for the first time at some kind of meeting and she laughing and smiling with Vulkan or maybe Fulgrim is being a little TOO friendly with her and Sanguinius just feels this red hot rage rip thru him without warning.

He goes to his lover and tensely bids his brother goodbye and herds her back to their shared quarters for some totally-normal-not-jealous-at-all sex (and a little bitey blood drinking) leaving her a total mess

If this is too specific, grumpy possessive vampire pigeon boyfriend is all I crave. Angry Sangy hits different...

Author's Note: Tried to write this normally and really struggled, so I decided to do a flashback style just to make it easier on me.

Relationships: Sanguinius/Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Rough sex, Biting, Blood play, Possessive behavior

When you first awoke the feeling of lightheadedness overtook you immediately, and you drifted off asleep again for a short while longer.

After you woke for the second time, you noticed your Angel’s absence and leaned up to look around.

The Red Tear has been Sanguinius’ home for quite awhile now, and this trip back to Terra was well deserved. Even if much was unexpected.

A lot had changed in this time away. You first and foremost. He had left Terra with just his legion, and was now returning with a beloved at his side. It was very clear upon his arrival that this was the most interesting news.

Horus had been the first to greet him, giving him a friendly one armed hug. You had tucked yourself behind Raldoron when Sanguinius had waved for you to come forward, and put his hand on your shoulder. Raldoron stood close watch- on edge with an instinctive protectiveness triggered by your nervousness.

“I would like you to meet someone,”

Sanguinius had first told Horus. Horus then went and told Fulgrim. Fulgrim told Ferrus, who then complained to Vulkan. Vulkan was more chaste and didn’t gossip, but did say he was going to meet Sanguinius and his beloved upon passing Jaghatai.

Suddenly then all the Primarchs currently on Terra were crowding around his beloved sniffing around, and Sanguinius was furious.

You had only ever been around him and his sons since he had first fallen in love with you; To see others crowding around looking at you, asking you questions that teeter on the edge of too personal, watching as you struggle to keep your own head and answer without wilting under an unfamiliar primarch aura?

He hated it.

Seeing Vulkan smile at you made him want to throw his spear into his chest.

Seeing Fulgrim put a hand on your shoulder made him want to tear the Phoenician's throat out with his teeth.

Horus’ smile and jokes about you grounding the angel made him watch to wrap his hands around the Warmaster’s neck.

Sanguinius had snatched you and dragged you away the moment he had an opening to, pushing you in the direction of his Terran bedchambers.

'You smell like them.'

His nose wrinkled in disgust.

You should smell like him; The oil on his feathers, the scent of his own sweat and skin. Sometimes you smell like his sons when you are within a close proximity of them for awhile, which is less offensive that what it is currently, but not preferred.

He threw you into the bed, the messy unmade blankets bunching around you as fluffy down flies up. Sanguinius’ quarters are surprisingly messy, and his constant feather losses make the places he spends most a fluffy explosion of down and a few flight feathers.

He never spoke as he caged you under his body, looking down at you with a fierce gaze before his lips trapped your own. You felt the warmth of them, the way his tongue brushed against your lips and demands entry. His fangs are sharp- they nick your lips almost every time he deepens a kiss, and you end up with little droplets of blood on the inside of your waterline.

You can still fell the broken skin this morning, licking your bottom lip.

Something about him snapped, what was normally a gentle and soft man who touched you like you were made of glass suddenly was throwing you around, growling and snorting like little more than an animal.

'S-Sang-'

You could barely even finish his name as his fingers drove deeper into your cunt, and you could tell he was in a rush. Your grit your teeth and moaned, teetering on the knife's edge of pain too intense for you to enjoy, as his hot breath fanned over your skin and his fingers curled and beckoned you from deep inside your cunt. His lips hovered over the large vein of your neck, feeling the pulse of your racing heart just beneath your skin.

When he pulled them out you whimpered at the ache, the way your thighs shook along with your whole body. Sanguinius grabbed your hips and you sucked in air at the intensity, flipping you on your stomach.

'Up.'

When you don't understand his request immediately he gently rapped his hand over your ass and listened to you squeal out after the sound of smacked flesh rang out; Soon after you shifted to push your hips higher in the air for him.

You can still feel the echo of that lingering slap. You lay sideways in bed, wrapped in a thick red blanket trying to ignore the aches. You can still feel in your cunt the soreness as well, more than usual.

The feeling of the fat head of his cock popping past your entrance made you grit your teeth and whine, hands gripping the blankets. Sanguinius kept pushing, listening to your soft noises of half protest until he seated himself fully inside of you and his balls pressed against your clit.

The bruises of his harsh thrusts, hips slapping against your ass and forming a chorus of skin on skin, wet sounds of your cunt tightening and leaking around his cock- are still blossoming, if not in color but in pain.

Normally Sanguinius is gentle enough that you only get a muscle ache at most, but in his lack of self control you now struggle to get out of the bed and get dressed.

‘Their eyes may wander but yours won’t; You are mine.’

You felt the way he thrusts deep into you, slipping through your walls as the tip of his cock knocks against places untouched by everyone but him. The thick base of his cock stretched your entrance far enough that it almost burned, but in an almost pain that had tears pricking at the corner of your eyes and hiccuping moans in your throat.

Sanguinius is rarely rough; But when he is you feel like you can barely survive it, despite your cunt crying for more leaking around him like you’ve never wanted him more.

After he filled you to the brim and had your cunt throbbing with your heart beat from overstimulation, he pulled out of you and listened to the defeated, quiet whine as you feel the stretch from the head of his cock popping out of your entrance.

‘Tilt your head.’

You weakly let him in, feeling his hot skin fan over your own. He bites and listened to the way you hiss, whimpering in pain. He laps at your neck for a few moments before pulling away, finding a spot closer to your shoulder.

He bit again and again, each time enjoying the way your skin broke and blood flooded his mouth. When your eyes watered in pain his hand slipped between your legs to distract you, brushing over your throbbing clit and feeling the way your hole leaks his own cum onto his hand as well as your growing arousal as he toys with you.

Your neck still aches, and your head feels a bit light. You almost stumble walking out of his bedchambers, walking down the hall and wrapped your arms around yourself.

“My lady?”

You hear a familiar voice of the chapter master, who you presume is attempting to find Sanguinius same as you.

He quickly notices your somewhat disheveled state of dress and look, glancing over you curiously. His face is still stoic with only a slight layer of concern and curiosity.

“Are you alright?”

Raldoron comes closer and watches you nearly stumble, before righting yourself. He reaches a hand outward to steady you, but you don’t need it.

“Oh yes I’ll be fine, just tired. It was a long return trip to Terra.

You shift slightly and feel the ache in your neck- wincing in pain. Raldoron’s eyes drift downward, before his expression changes.

He suddenly has trouble making eye contact with you, which is odd. Raldoron is one of the more talkative of the Astartes you know. You reach up to rub your sore neck and feel skin-

You forgot to wear something to cover the marks.

Raldoron can see the full abuse Sanguinus- his genefather - had done to you the evening before, and is awkwardly standing there like it’s eating him alive.

“…Perhaps you should rest some more, my lady.”

Raldoron is clearly trying to avoid the subject, as are you. The sound of much heavier footsteps is like a savior in the darkest of times.

“There you are, my love.”

Sanguinus approaches, looking bright and alert with a lovely smile. He looks like he slept wonderfully, his face fuller and brighter. He greets Raldoron as well, before furrowing his brow as he notices the look on Raldoron’s face and the way you are pulling at the collar of your clothes.

“Is something wrong?”

[kitashousewife]

lifeguard!atsumu who picked up this gig as a side thing, something to help out his mom's friend who needed help at the public pool.

and boy is he loving it.

he sits in the sun all day and has developed quite the golden brown tan, and his hair has lightened more if possible. he's got free access to the pool at all times, free trips to the snack bar, and endless fun. he's everyone's favorite lifeguard. from the ladies in the water aerobics class that he teaches twice a week, to the little kids in the toddler pool, to kids at the diving boards, he earns excited smiles everywhere he goes.

atsumu thinks that if volleyball didn't work out, he would have been perfectly fine doing this. today he sits at his post near the shallow end of the pool, relaxed and content with his ray-bans sliding down his nose as chlorine fills the air.

and the best part? you're on shift today too.

you began lifeguarding shortly after atsumu agreed to help, meaning the two of you spent a lot of time together during training exercises and certifications. he's loved every second.

his favorite part? driving you absolutely nuts.

the concrete under your feet is almost too much to handle as you pad toward your station for the next fifteen minutes. your fingers pull at the straps of your red lifeguard suit, rubbing the last bit of sunscreen in. the sharp blow of a whistle grabs your attention and you stop in your tracks.

"woah!" you stop dead in your tracks when the voice of none other than miya atsumu carries across the blue water. "no runnin', sweetheart." he smirks at you over his sunglasses, lazily spinning the whistle around his finger. you roll your eyes and continue on, trying to ignore your very pesky, but incredibly handsome coworker.

as you climb up to your spot, you can't help but look at him. sweet smile on his lips while he speaks to a little girl in the pool, hair curling slightly from the water he must have dipped in earlier. his strong arms and abs even more defined from the hours of the sun he's gotten.

while he is annoying, he's quite nice to look at.

the time goes quickly, being entertained at the various jumps at the diving boards. if it wasn't for atsumu's voice, you wouldn't have known it was time to switch.

as he saunters over to you, he's greeting the moms, kids, and babies that are in his path. everyone smiles at him while he passes by, but when he gets to your chair he's met with a rather unamused face.

"yer savior is here," he sighs, sliding his water bottle into the now vacant cup next to the seat. "oh c'mon, nothin'?"

the quip you had ready to go dies on your heavy tongue as you finally face him.

he looks up at you as you shade him from the sun and you take in the little details on his face. his eyes, almost glowing gold from the sun. his cheeks are dusted with freckles, and a couple flecks of white from the sunscreen he failed to rub in a few seconds earlier.

"be careful with this group," you nod your head towards the boys clambering over to the diving boards. "they've been pushing it."

"i'll be fine," he waves you off, watching you as you climb down. "yer just too hard on 'em."

"because it's my job, atsumu. not all of us spend our shift messing around."

just as he rolls his eyes, a boy jumps off the diving board, breaking several pool rules. the two of you blow your whistles when he emerges from the water.

"no jumping backward!"

"awesome jump! 8/10!"

the two of you look at each other, you with annoyance tugging at your furrowed brows, and atsumu with a wide smile, tongue in cheek as he shakes his head at you.

"just as i was sayin'," he pokes your cheek before climbing up to his spot. "yer no fun. now run along, i'm sure the toddler pool is more yer pace, angel."

you bite your tongue, huffing as you shove the red lifeguard floatie into his abdomen before you walk away. atsumu can't help but laugh as you leave, satisfied with his efforts of riling you up.

the rest of the day flies by for both of you, and even with atsumu's incessant teasing and lackadaisical approach to lifeguarding, you're able to make it through your shift with only a couple pet names and attempted pranks.

once the pool gates are shut for the day, you and your fellow lifeguards work on getting everything closed up and ready to go for tomorrow. unfortunately, you got stuck with the harder jobs, keeping you longer than you hoped. just as you push the supply closet shut, a certain blonde appears from behind it.

"easy day today?"

"the sun has set miya, you don't need those stupid sunglasses anymore,"

he slides them up to the top of his head, feathering his hair slightly at the same time. "what? ya don't think i look cool in 'em?"

you sigh and pull a t-shirt over your suit and gather your things.

"no, i'm not one of your water aerobic ladies. are you done so i can turn the lights off?"

he snorts, reaching to snatch your key out of your fingers. "i'll be done when ya apologize,"

"apologize for what?" you're trying to hold back a smile as you finish packing up your things. "for you looking like a dork?"

atsumu gasps in fake hurt, clutching a crumpled MSBY tee to his chest. "yer so mean to me,"

you laugh for real now at the pout on his lips, staring a little longer as he puts his shirt on.

"i think you'll be okay," you flick off the lights and begin walking to the parking lot. "have a good night, miya."

"drive safe," he grins and walks towards the parking lot, but realizes that he grabbed your keys instead of his on the way out. he jogs ahead, the sandals on his feet slapping the warm pavement as he catches up to you.

"first ya insult my glasses, then ya steal my keys? didn't think ya would be so hurtful," he teases with stupid smirk on his lips.

"here you are," you walk towards him, dangling his keyring above your head. he reaches to grab it, but you pull it away at the last second. an innocent prank has now pulled the two of you close, torsos touching. atsumu's lips part, heart racing at just how close the two of you are under the flickering parking lot light.

he tries so hard to think of something smart to say, but his brain turns to mush as he stares at your lips. you pull away first, catching your own breath as atsumu laughs nervously.

"s-sorry 'bout that," he manages to stutter out, unlocking his car as quick as he can. you're shocked at his flustered state. who knew the atsumu miya would get worked up over a little prank?

"no worries," you turn to walk away, but can't help but smile at the chance to finally get in the last word for once.

"atsumu, be sure to wear more sunscreen tomorrow. your cheeks are a little pink!"

you wave at him as you get into your car, and he groans from the driver's seat, embarrassed at both his reaction and the fact that he couldn't get himself to kiss you when he had the chance.

[jazeswhbhaven]

How do you think the Kings would react to Levi getting angry and dangerously strangling the MC in front of them?

Oh my...this would be wild. But it's a pretty done deal how the majority of them would act. Thank you for waiting anon!

Satan: First off, the moment Levi's hands get near MC at all, Satan would be right there jumping in and replacing MC's neck with his own. He'll take the damage because he can handle Levi all on his own. During that tussle, MC can quietly creep away though they are worried about Satan. He's fine though. He's used to fighting Leviathan and though he would end up with bruises it's worth it.

Mammon: One of his large hands would come and grab Levi immediately so he drops MC from his grasp. Now Mammon is the one fighting against Levi and he win's quite easily. it pisses off Levi though, because he was caught off guard so he doesn't think it's a fair fight. Mammon doesn't care about any of that since MC was being strangled in the first place.

Beelzebub: Though, he's considered Levi's "bestie" he would never allow for MC to be strangled in such a way. With the lot of his flies, he frees MC and has the swarm distract Levi as MC escapes to a safer location. Beel then further teases Leviathan but apologizes half-assed as he goes off to find MC. He'll deal with the aftermath of Levi hating him later.

Lucifer: He and Levi don't see eye to eye often, and this is one of those times where Lucifer has to step in and actually do something about Levi's behavior toward MC. He only comes up, frees MC easily from the ropes that are strangling them and then walks away with them in his arms. Levi doesn't attack Lucifer or goes after them, which is strange. It's almost as if he senses something about the fallen angel that he shouldn't toy with...

Belphegor: Was asleep, didn't care. Beleth was worried though, and felt he needed to do something but he knew he was no match for Leviathan alone. All he really could do was try and wake up Belphie for a solution who grumbles and waves his hand lazily. Suddenly the ropes are cut, and MC is free! Whatever Belphie did in his sleep helped, just enough for Levi to get pissed off and try and figure out what happened while MC escapes for now.

Asmodeus: It doesn't take long at all for MC is be free from the ropes, especially when Asmo is flirting with Levi and annoying him to no end so he can't concentrate on strangling MC. After Levi leaves the scene so he doesn't have to be bothered anymore, MC comes out to thank Asmo for helping. But...it seems that Asmo isn't quite satisfied with a thank you...👀

[goosita]

billy with a shy reader 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

gasp billy would love shy!reader

if you're being shy while he flirts with you:

he thinks you're just about the sweetest thing he's ever seen. he's got you in a corner at some party jesse has dragged him to, but as soon as he laid eyes on you, he'd wandered over. now, he leans on one arm, hand placed on the wall just above your head.

"what's a pretty little thing like you doing around all these cowboys, huh?" he asks, one side of his mouth quirked up in a crooked grin. you're blushing up a storm, cheeks stained darker and radiating heat.

"my big brother works with these guys," you say softly, not sure where to look at on his face. his lips are so plush and pillowy, nose long and straight leading up to two of the bluest eyes you've ever seen. you duck your head to avert your gaze, not wanting to stare.

billy clicks his teeth softly and uses his free hand to life your chin, smiling even more when he can see your breath hitch at his touch.

"think your big brother would mind a guy like me asking you to step outside? i think i wanna get to know you a little better, sweetheart," he says, knowing he's laying it on a little thick. he can't help it though; you just look so cute, and he likes how easy it is to fluster you. you might be trying to hide it, but billy can tell you like him.

"pretty please?" he bats his lashes at you, more silly and genuine pleading. it's enough to make a small giggle escape you and he grins, letting go of your chin to take your hand in his much rougher one. he's a little better at hiding his giddiness than you are, but his heart races all the same when you slide your fingers through his and follow him out to the back porch, away from the noise of the party.

if you're caught up in an intimate moment, say, billy pushing into you for the very first time:

"look at me, baby," he coos, brushing your hair away from your face. he'd settled inside you and was giving you a moment to adjust, but you'd turned your eyes away from him nervously. he had you laid bare beneath him, still self-conscious of your nakedness.

"look so pretty," he whispers, peppering your cheeks with the softest little kisses. his lips dot all around your face, tiny pecks that have your cheeks heating up even more.

when he gets you comfortable enough to move, your hand flies to cover your mouth. billy just won't have that.

he grabs both of your hands and pins them above your head, grip firm but still gentle. his thumbs caress the sensitive, thin skin that covers your inner wrist while he slowly rocks his hips against you.

"let me hear those pretty little sounds, darlin'. y'sound so sweet for me," he murmurs. "does it feel good? tell me."

you nod and bite your lip, a little whine escaping you. billy smiles fondly and shakes his head a little.

"words, angel. use your words, how's it feel?"

"feels so good, billy," you whimper, arching your back a little. your voice is pitched higher, wanton and high-strung. "so full, oh god."

billy thrusts into you a little harder, learning that it makes you a little louder for him. he leans down and catches your lips in his own, moaning softly when he feels the way you groan into his kiss. he loves when you're shy, but he loves it even more that he can coax you to be a little louder for him, a little bolder.

let's talk about billy, baby!

[adams-angels]

Hello dear writer! Whenever you have time would you consider doing a fluff and maybe smut piece about how Adam would be on a restaurant date? I’m so curious how he would act since they didn’t have dates when he was alive a trillion billion million years ago.

And Valentine’s Day has me way up in the feels 🥹

Thank you bebe 🩵

A bit late for Valentine's day but better late than never babes 😎 this was longer than I was expecting 🫢

💖 Please send me requests! Send me your own headcanons! I will draw! I'm obsessed rn!💖

Valentines

It's been a while since Adams been on a "date" if you could even call it that. The last "date" he had was with Eve in the Garden of Eden. So... Yeah. A while might be an understatement. He also hated the day. Like many holidays. Why should SaInT vAlEnTiNe get a whole holiday after him?! Adam is the ORIGINAL dick. If anything there should be a holiday celebrated for HIM. But, whatever. You were into it. And he was into you.

He was so nervous when he asked you out for Valentine's day. He waited until last minute before finally getting the courage to ask. Ten o'clock at night he frantically knocked at your door. You hurried to answer, the panic filled your body at the knocking. It was desperate, like someone needed help. When you opened the door and saw a panting Adam you were confused. Was he hurt? Before you could say anything he put his hand up to your face signaling you to not speak as he caught his breath. It was odd why he was out of breath. He flies everywhere. Did he run? "Be- huff- will you- jesus, fuck- pant-" his hand were on his knees as he choked on his breath. "Ada-" hand in your face. Rude. He straightened himself out, at least as much as he could in the small apartment hallway. The apartment was made for smaller Winners not 8 foot Giants like Adam. "Be my Valentine?" He panted out. Of course you said yes! What can you say? You've been crushing on him for, like, ever! You never picked up that he likes you back. Even though he was never subtle. "Cool- pant- text you the deetz." He shot you some finger guns before leaving.

So now it's Valentine's day! 💘 Cupid's shot his arrow and hit you. You're feeling fun, flirty, and feisty. You put on your cutest outfit and checked yourself in the mirror. Is cute what you're going for? It's your first date. But it is Valentine's day. You don't wanna be prudish. You change into something a bit more revealing and again checked yourself. This might be a bit too sexy.. slutty even! You don't want to give the impression that you put out of the first day! Even if you do. No. This needs to be perfect. You think to yourself... "I bet Adam isn't having this much trouble."

You weren't wrong. Adam was much more relaxed. Too relaxed. Why would he be nervous? He's the man. In fact he was out right now looking at new guitars. When he left the store he saw Valentine, surrounded by his Cupid's. "Augh." Adam grunted, not wanting to interact with the Saint. "Adam!" Shit. "A little birdy told me you've got a Valentine's this year. It's been what? Centuries?" Valentine laughed. Adam rolled his eyes, then glared at him. "Yeah? So what? I figured it's a good way to get free pussy." Adam shrugged as a cocky grin formed on his face. The Cupid angels surrounding Saint Valentine cringed. "Oh, Adam. Come now! This is a holiday of love and romance. Not cheap pickups!" The man placed a hand on Adam shoulder which he immediately shrugged off. "So, are you going anywhere special? Have you bought the lucky angel flowers? Chocolates? A gift of adoration?" "Uh.. what?" "You haven't bought them anything have you?" The man laughed, putting his hand on Adams shoulder again pulling Adam closer. "Good luck getting fucked, playboy." He hissed with a wicked smirk. Valentine released Adams shoulder laughing. "Happy Valentine's days!" He said before flying away with his cupids. "Motherfucker!" Adam's flew off to the nearest store to get you some flowers.

When he arrived the flower section was bare. Maybe one half dead rose. "What the hell?" He flew all over the store looking for anything Valentines related. "No, no, no!" He stopped in one of the aisles before finding worker. "Hey! Where the fuck is the stuff?" "S-stuff, sir?" Adam gestures around the store. "You know! The fucking Valentines shit! Where is it?!" The poor retail worker fretted telling him there was nothing left. "V-valentines day is o-one of the most popular days of the year sir... There's nothing left.." "NOTHING LEFT?!?!" Adam yelled. His voice booming around the store causing shelfs to shake knocking almost everything off. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN NOTHING LEFT?! I NEED SOMETHING FOR TONIGHT!!!" "I - I'm sorry, sir!" The poor angels voice shuddered. Adam groaned, balling his hands into fists. He was about to leave before he noticed a bottle of soda that hadn't fallen. He pushed it off the shelf for good measure before storming out of the store.

He wasn't going to spend all day looking for shit of this shitty holiday. He hated it. This was dumb! He's gift enough. Still, he takes his phone and texts Lute

"URGENT! flowers! Plz get 4 me thx dngrtits"

That'll do. He heads home to get ready for your date.

～⁠♡✧⁠｡ I really hope you enjoyed! I'm not a writer by any means but I appreciate any support I receive so thank you for reading! ｡✧⁠♡～⁠

The time comes and Adam is waiting outside of your apartment building, he's not walking up all those stairs again. He was feeling cool. Calm. Collected. Until he saw you. His hands started getting clammy, his heat racing. You look so pretty. You of course found the prefect in-between of cute and sexy for your outfit. "Heeey, you could of made an effort." He joked. You frowned. You thought you did well. He clears his throat. "Let's go." He wiped his hands on his robe before taking flight with you following after.

You both arrived at the restaurant. Neither of you stop on the way. It was awkward. He walked in first, he didn't hold the door open for you. Rude. Once inside you noticed the restaurant was jam packed. Adam also noticed this and froze. "Good thing you booked, right?" You said, playfully, hoping to break some tension. "Uh... Yeah... Wait here, surgartits." He walked over to the host. "I need a table for two." The host scoffed. "Yeah, sure. We've got one available tomorrow." Adam was fuming. This was all going wrong. This can't go wrong. "Do you fucking know who I am?!" He raised his voice. "I'm fucking ADAM! I'm the fucking man! And I want a damn table!" You walk over. "Adam?" "What, bitch!? Fuck! Can't you see I'm busy?! I'm getting us a table!" He yelled at you. No. Nope. You're too good to be yelled at. This was meant to be fun. Fuck this. You put your hands in the air. "Nope. I'm out." You turn on your heels and exit the restaurant. "Wait- no, y/n." He looks as you exit then back at the host. "I'll ruin your fucking life, cunt." He hissed before flying out of the restaurant.

He looks around and you were no where to be seen. "Fast fucker. AUGH!!!" He stomped his foot covering his face with his hands. If he wasn't wearing his mask he'd be pulling his hair.

You got yourself home. Fucking shit day. Dumb idea. You don't even know why he asked you. The whole thing was dumb. Everything about it was dumb. You collapse onto the couch, sulking. It doesn't take long before there's a knock at the door. Adam you suspect. You roll your eyes before peeling yourself off the couch. Opening the door you see Lute. Huh. "Uh.. hi?" "Adam requests your presents. Put on this blind fold." She hands you a blindfold. "What?" She didn't repeat herself. She never does. You groan, knowing she won't leave until you do it so whatever. You put the blindfold on and lute takes your wrist and flies off with you ragdolling.

Once your feet touch the ground she lets go of your wrist. Leaving you there blindfolded. "Uh.. you can take that off now." You do, to see a candle lit picnic layed out. It was adorable, there were fairy lights on the trees. Adam stood there, awkwardly, with a bunch of your favourite flowers. How did he know? Lute. "Uh. Surprise.." he handed you the flowers. "Sorry, about the restaurant. Fucking idiots double booked or something.. I don't know." He shrugged. You know it wasn't true. He didn't book, you know that. But you smiled. "Thank you, Adam. This is much nicer." He smiled and stretched. "Well, what can I say? I know what I'm doing."

You sat on the blanket, Adam did also and popped open a bottle of champagne. "I got the good stuff." You smile at the gesture although you always thought champagne tasted disgusting. He got all the good stuff, strawberries and chocolates. Cheese board. Cute little cakes. "This is all very well thought out. How did you get this so quickly?" You asked. He shrugged with a smirk. "I'm just that good, babe." Lute. This was more his style anyway. Outside, under the stars. It reminded him of the Garden.

"so, this was fun." He rubbed the palm of his hands on his knees. "I'd much rather not do this Valentine's bullshit though. Maybe next time we can just... Do it whenever?" "I'd like that. Although, this Valentine's day has turned out pretty perfect." You smile. "Well. I am perfect so." He smirks at you. You don't want to stroke his ego anymore than you already have. You roll your eyes before quickly giving him a peck on the lips. "you're alright, I suppose." You took his sweaty hand in yours and led down, he followed. You both watched the stars in silence. He'd gently squeeze your hand every now and then, you'd squeeze back.

"Happy valentine's, Y/N."

"Happy valentine's, Adam."

[zegrasdrysdale]

[ angel baby ] j. drysdale

pairing : Jamie Drysdale x fem!reader

summary : Jamie’s fiancé tells him and their son that she is having a baby after taking a test

warning(s) : pregnancy, mentions of miscarriage

author’s note : i am having baby fever and am missing jimmy so i combined the two and this was born ! enjoy

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Her body has felt foreign to her for almost two weeks. It started with the sudden cravings she’s had, then she was throwing up whatever she ate like she had the stomach flu.

There was no fever, no chills, no sweats. Only throwing up whatever food she was eating. That was the biggest red flag she noticed that caused her to go out and buy a box of pregnancy tests at the drug store.

Could it be food poisoning? Probably. The fact that it has been two weeks of throwing up worries her that it’s more than eating bad fish. Not to mention, she never throws up, except for when she was pregnant with Blake.

She decides to take the test one morning while Jamie is feeding their 2-year-old son Blake breakfast before Jamie goes to the Flyers training center for an early practice and she takes Blake to daycare so she can do what she needs to do today. The sooner she can take the test, the better.

Her hands shake as she opens up one of the tests and takes it. The last time she took a pregnancy test, it came up positive. Then she lost the baby a month later, just after she found out she would be having a baby girl. This was about a year after her son was born and she couldn’t wait for Blake to have a baby sister.

She puts the test down on the sink and turns her back to it. She leans against the counter and crosses her arms as she tries to keep her emotions in check.

There’s a knock on the door and Jamie’s voice follows a second later. “You okay?” he asks. “You don’t usually spend this long in the bathroom so I wanted to come and check on you.”

“Yeah, I’m okay,” she calls back. “I’ll be out in a second.”

“Alright.”

Footsteps trail away from the door and she turns back to the sink. With a heavy, shaky sigh, she looks down at the test on the counter.

A little + greets her.

One of her hands flies to her mouth to quiet the sob that follows after seeing the plus sign on the test. She squeezes her eyes shut and tears roll down her cheeks. She grips the test in her free hand and leans against the counter so she doesn’t fall. She doesn’t feel very stable on her feet right now.

As soon as Monday, she’s going to the doctor to make sure everything is okay. She is going to make sure she does everything right so she doesn’t lose this baby. She is going to make sure that her body doesn’t betray her this time.

When her tears stop, she walks out of the bathroom with her test behind her back. She walks down the hallway to the kitchen. Jamie is eating breakfast with Blake at the dining room table when she emerges from the hallway.

Jamie tosses a blueberry into the air and catches it in his mouth. Blake’s cute laugh fills the room and Jamie has a huge smile on his face.

It’s enough to bring tears to her eyes again. These are her boys. This is her family. Her growing family.

“I have something for you, Jamie,” she says.

Her fiancée looks up at her. Blake even turns around with a smile on his face. “Mommy!” her son exclaims.

She walks up to Blake and kisses the top of his head. “Hi, my Blakey,” she greets her son. “You wanna give daddy a present?” Blake nods. “Daddy needs to close his eyes.”

When she looks up at Jamie, his eyes are closed and his hand is out. She hands the test to Blake, who puts it in Jamie’s hand.

“Okay,” she says. “Open.”

Jamie’s eyes open and he looks down at his hand. He sees the positive test and snaps his head up to look back at her. “Really?” he asks.

She nods and Jamie shoots out of his chair. He wraps his arms around her shoulder and she buries her face in his chest. “I’m going to make sure that we have this baby,” she tells him. “Blake is going to have a baby sibling. I promise.”

“It just wasn’t our time last time,” Jamie replies. “It’s our time now.”

She looks up at him. “Our time.”

Blake asks, “Is something wrong with mommy?”

Both of them look over at their son. She crouches down beside the chair. “Nothing’s wrong, baby,” she softly says to Blake. “You don’t remember but about a year ago, you were going to have a baby sister. Unfortunately, baby sister went to heaven before we got to meet her. Your baby sister gave us another baby that’s in mommy’s belly right now.”

“There’s a baby in your tummy?” Blake asks.

“There’s a baby in my tummy,” she confirms. “You’re going to have a baby sibling in a few months.”

Blake celebrates and she takes her son out of the high chair. Her son wraps himself around his mom. Jamie wraps his arms around both of them. She kisses the side of Blake’s head and looks up at Jamie. He leans down and presses a light kiss to his fiancé’s cheek.

“I can’t wait to watch you become a mother again,” he tells her. “I can’t wait to watch you love both our babies.”

“I can’t wait to watch you become a girl dad,” she replies. “I just have this feeling that we’re going to have a baby girl.”

Jamie smiles. “We’ll find out soon.”

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[that-hazbin]

Your angel AU now has me by the THROAT.

I’m assuming that Alastor goes to Hell basically immediately after Emily tells him that Lucifer Fell and hopes that Lucifer didn’t just forget about him (even if everyone else had).

That reunion will be messy, and I think that in a way Lucifer didn’t forget about Alastor—I am now convinced that the apple on Lucifer’s hat is the one he meant to give Alastor and no one can convince me otherwise—but thoughts of him kind of fell to the wayside as other things took priority. I imagine Lucifer will be a mix of happiness to see Alastor, and horrified guilt because he was left in that garden for 10,000 years alone and it’s his fault. You said this whole idea was based on Spinel, so I’d think Alastor is a mix of terrible sadness and frothing fury, oscillating between the two in turns.

You have set up a situation that will have severe emotional repercussions that are delicious to contemplate; thank you for sharing your ideas and writing with us, and I respectfully request more.

I shortened a lot of this AU because I wanted people to make their own thoughts on it, but I've got a lot of personal thoughts for it that makes it fun. One of them is that in this AU, Alastor doesn't have wings. He was made for Lucifer as basically his doll, and so he wasn't allowed flight. If he needed to go anywhere, he needed Lucifer to fly him around. So leaving Heaven to get to Hell would, in fact, be really difficult. He can't just fly down the way Adam and his exorcists can.

Granted, since Lucifer fell, maybe Alastor thinks "alright I'll do that too" and just bodily throws himself over the edge. That would be a NASTY reunion for Lucifer. Sees some meteor falling from Heaven, flies up to stop it, only to realize "Hey wait is that a person— IS THAT ALASTOR?!"

Meanwhile Emily, who witnessed this poor WINGLESS guy JUMP FOR HELL, is frantically trying to call up Charlie and give her like. A warning. Perhaps an explanation.

Lucifer and Alastor would have the most messed up reunion in this case. Alastor is still operating on the idea that his whole existence is to please Lucifer in some way, specifically to make him happy, to entertain him. In Lucifer's mind, this means that Alastor literally condemned himself to the most painful action in existence because of HIM. He never managed to give Alastor the fruit of knowledge like he planned, and it resulted in this.

Unbeknownst to Lucifer, Alastor isn't completely bereft of free will. Otherwise, he wouldn't be... feeling the emotions that he's feeling. He's hurt, saddened, and filled with so much anger. And Alastor is not going to direct that anger at Lucifer, of course not, it's not his fault that Alastor waited for ten-thousand years for no reason. (Except, it kind of is, but NO IT ISN'T.)

Things will hit a boiling point, though, when Lucifer suggests getting Alastor back into Heaven. Because obviously Alastor doesn't deserve to be in Hell, it sucks here, and Alastor deserves better— except that's not what Alastor hears. What Alastor hears is that despite waiting several millennia for this moment, Lucifer doesn't actually want him around and is planning on getting rid of him. Wiping his hands of him. Why not, right? Every other angel in Heaven has forgotten about his very existence, and here's Lucifer, the one he was made for, trying to do the same!

Alastor would just. Explode. He's confused and so, so furious. What exactly did he do wrong this time? Why isn't his friend happy to see him, why doesn't he want Alastor to stay? Is he seriously going to abandon Alastor AGAIN?! TEN THOUSAND YEARS! He can't do it again, he can't.

It would take a while before Alastor calms down.

[majoryeager104]

𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬!

warnings: none

@in3edcoff3e 🫶

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he’s a menace of a partner

but he means well I promise

like if ur mad at him

He can’t read the room to save his life and probably ends up trying to salvage the situation

but he ends up saying something that makes it worse XD

but once he gets pouty (which is legit a perfect copy of 🥺 for some reason)

he’s easy to forgive

like a puppy

you just can’t stay mad 🤷‍♀️

he doesn’t hold hands

he holds pinkies 🥹

you’ll be walking down the hallway and he’ll be right next to u lookin so happy with his pinkie intertwined with urs

he does in fact text you at like 1 am for dumb reasons

“Check out this spider”

but it’s just cos he’s an attention seeker lol

he just wants an excuse to yap to you 🥺🫶

speaking of spiders

he is not scared of bugs.

not even a lil

he just electrocutes them if he doesn’t want em there

his room smells of burnt flies

That’s on occasion tho

most times he just sets em free

but when he doesn’t have time he just buzzes them from existence

NEXT

He helps you get ready

anytime anywhere

u I need to dry ur hair?

You’ll never need an outlet again 🤣

kisses ur cheek a lot

“hey 😏” *trips and falls on his face*

he’s the sweetest tho

and it’s obvious

to the point that everyone in class either finds it annoying or super super endearing

(Mina is the number one fan ofc like ‘fuck yeah y/n get him off his phone!’)

Mr Aizawa spent like ten minutes nagging Denki for being clingy in class

”for the love of god Kaminari stop playing with their hair and pay attention”

bc he does play with ur hair in class

his seat his right behind u

sometimes you’ll even look back and see him with his chin in his hands just lookin at the back of your head like it was the prettiest darn thing in the world

he doesn’t stop looking at you like that when u notice btw

nah he just winks.

his go to date is the movies

But when ur together yall just play smash bros and procrastinate homework and he calls that a date

buys u so much food omg

”are you hungry 😁” “not really-” and he’ll feed u anyways

Loves sushi so he buys u a bunch

Also probably spends too much money at McDonalds too tho

he doesn’t like coffee tho

Too bitter for him

which is lucky bc he’s too hyper for caffeine anyway

anyways one last thing

u know how when he uses his quirk too much it like fries his brain?

well, it also gives him killer headaches later too

like a power hangover lmao

when his head is hurting he gets quiet

and while everyone is like “thank god he shut up”

u just know its cos his head rlly hurts

so when everyone is gone he just quietly sits next to you and lays his head in ur lap and tries to sleep

Will love u forever if you rub his head

’r u an angel 🥹’ ‘go to sleep’

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Bonus smau bc I was bored hehe

[ruhorih4ra]

Hello fellas 🧙🏻‍♂️ long time no see... Heheh

Get out of my way: the new exchange student!

She was doomed from the beginning. Since the first time her body appeared in that grim room, surrounded by demons. Demons! The one and only Lucifer, fallen angel and king of hell. Except he wasn’t the King of Hell and instead of being an horrendous monster he was a good looking jerk with an old-fashioned uniform. At the time he was kind and respectful, but she knew it, when she saw the demon’s eyes, those eyes that spoke for themselves, she was sure that Lucifer knew.

She is extremely capable to do her job, so she remained calm. When Asmodeus touched her body and exclaimed with a very sweet and fake voice that she was beautiful and how he couldn’t help but want to feel her skin, she knew he was merely doing a security check. That implied that Asmodeus aka The Avatar of Lust, also knew her secret.

Initially, Beelzebub was left in charge of her, The Avatar of Gluttony and King of flies looking after a human? She did her best to remain unfazed by his stature and stern features, but really appreciated when Mammon stepped in and demanded to be in charge. That was until he pinched her forearm so bad she felt a drop of blood slide down her arm, “Don’t try anything funny, human.” So, The Avatar of Greed knew too.

She did a quick report. Real demons, all have different eccentric traits, some have functional wings, others have tails, all of them are taller than the average human. They have unusual features and seem to speak English fluently. All of them knew her now not-so-secret secret.

She tried to look for the famous exchange student, the human who had been kidnapped. Sc only saw you for a split second before her vision was blocked by the prince of the Devildom. “Welcome to the Devildom, Sc.” He smiled and it was so honest and open that he could have fooled her. “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

When Diavolo finally introduced you, she felt relieved. You seemed to be a nice, kind person. So she assumed her reports were correct and you had developed Stockholm syndrome after being captured for a whole year. “Nice to meet you, Mc.”

“Nice to meet you too, Sc. Don’t worry, you’ll have a good time here.” You replied, your eyes were kind and you seemed genuine. Sc felt sorry, she knew right there that you were the only one who wasn’t aware of her intentions.

However, that was the first and one of the few times she could actually talk with you. Sc knew they would try to avoid leaving the two alone, but they were more stubborn than she had thought, always putting you in opposite directions.

She had received a particularly harsh reprimand one day after “helping” you with council work. She wasn’t trying to be sly, but you offered her information for free so why not? Lucifer seemed furious, Sc didn’t know what made him angrier the fact that Mammon wasn’t there and thus you had been alone or the possibility of an information leak. Mammon arrived before she could say anything relevant, but Lucifer probably knew that already.

However, that day he offered a free waltz class. She accepted, what else could she have done? “I told you to stay away from them, human. I know who you are and your reasons to be here, don’t bring Mc into this.”

Sc didn’t lose her temper and kept smiling, dancing as well as an expert. “Why? Are you afraid of losing them?” She was so sure that Lucifer wouldn’t try anything while you were under the same roof that she let down her guard. “Is that a threat?” Lucifer asked, staying calm too, leading the dance with the same softness of his voice. “You brought them here without their consent, forcing them to coexist with you and your brothers.”

Lucifer raised an eyebrow and Sc took it as an invitation to continue. “You put them in danger and manipulated them to love you. That’s not love, that’s codependency.” Lucifer’s grip tightened, squeezing the new exchange student’s hand more and more. “I see you have been thinking about it quite a lot, human. You can think whatever suits you best as long as you stay away from Mc.”

“That’s enough, Lucifer.” Sc felt his hand being slowly crushed under an unstoppable force. “If you try to hurt them I’ll break every single one of your bones with my own hands.” Lucifer smiled and tilted his head. “Almost as good as a cursed record, don’t you think?” Sc couldn’t reply, the pain of having her hand completely crushed was too much, her skin was pale, if she didn’t fall was because Lucifer’s hold on her waist. Before she fainted, Sc took Lucifer from the shirt collar. “They’ll realize what kind of monster you are and we’ll leave together.”

She couldn’t remember a thing after that, she woke up in her bed with her hand completely fine. However, after that the brothers reinforced their security, there wasn’t a moment in which one of them was not watching her and thus she couldn’t get close to you. Always playing with Leviathan, reading with Satan, sleeping with the twins, shopping with Asmo. It was torture.

“Mc love this game.” “This is Mc’s favorite book.” “Don’t touch Mc’s pillow.” “I remember that time with Mc when…”

Why? Sc wanted to pull out her hair in desperation. Since she arrived her mission had been impossible, she couldn’t get any information of the Three-Legged Crow Group and their recent growth in the human world, Sc knows that the prince is closely related but that’s all.

Oh, but in comparison, she knows lots of things about Mc’s whole routine, what they like and dislike. They were like puppies wagging their tails at the mention of your name, no, maybe it would be better to call them worshipers. They didn’t act like demons, not unless they thought she was up to something against their beloved human.

That’s when she decided to take action. Her contacts told her about a certain creep in a local market that was always ready to offer solutions. She asked Beel to take her there with the excuse of wanting to know more about the devildom’s cuisine and then… Beelzebub had been glued to her the entire time.

Sc hadn't completely overcome her fear of Beelzebub, but she had to admit that looking the gigantic demon cry over pudding had been a great help. Still, Beelzebub is a demon capable of swallowing her within seconds if he wanted and that’s something she couldn’t ignore. “No turning back now, not without Mc.”

“My lord, do you know that I am a spy who was sent to the Devildom to gather information about Lord Diavolo?” Sc spoke in her best professional voice. As expected, Beelzebub face remained neutral, nodding slightly. “Lord Diavolo tried to kill a human, they were at an amusement park.”

“That human shot Belphie, Lord Diavolo showed mercy, I would have shown him my fangs.” Beelzebub said with a mouth full of fries. “Following that logic, Lord Belphegor killed Mc, right? what should we humans do?”

Beelzebub stopped, he didn't look angry or threatening, he looked embarrassed. “Mc didn't die.”

“They died, in a sense. You know that, right? Why are they still here? Are you threatening them? Why?” Sc stood in front of Beelzebub, her heart violently shaking her whole body. “Mc is nice and understanding, they forgave us. I don't know why and no, we're not threatening them.” Beelzebub had stopped eating, he stood in the middle of the busy sidewalk, earning curious glances from passing demons.

“Are they nice and understanding or they have to be? How much of their love is just well-masked fear, my lord?” The woman knew that Beelzebub had been an angel, when he speaks about you she can even see some of that light in the demon's eyes.

Beelzebub wasn't a fan of overthinking, although he was an expert on the matter. The fact is that he didn't have time to do it while you were in his arms, feeding him his favorite desserts or sitting on his back sharing your day while he did push-ups. He had wondered those things too, but he had pushed them to the far corner of his mind. What if Sc was correct? What if they weren't protecting you?

Beel felt the sudden need to see your face and so he turned around. “We should go back to the house of lamentation.” he didn't wait for Sc, just walked along the crowd with stiff steps and a gloomy face. “Mc can leave if they want, they're strong and capable. They even confronted Lucifer more than once, protecting Luke and me and... don't tell Lucifer I told you this.” He stopped, not many demons were around anymore, the stalls and enthusiasm of the market had disappeared. “They don't need us as much as we need them. It must look twisted from the outside but I don’t want them to leave.” The red-haired demon stopped as a certain question forced its way through all of his troublesome thoughts. “How do you know what Belphie did?”

Beelzebub turned to see Sc, but he just found an empty street, that and the horrible silence that settles before the painful realization that he had been fooled.

Sc was taught to be discreet and silent, her steps didn't make a sound, losing Beelzebub had been easy once the demon's mind had wandered far from there. It was only when she was in front of the shady place that she started questioning her plan. It didn't even look like a shop and, if that wasn't enough, it was quite far from the local market too.

But she entered nonetheless, the classic sound of a small bell ringing was heard when she opened the door and peeked inside. Two white eyes that resembled a pair of marbles and were the only perceptible thing in the dark room met her eyes and left a sensation that ran down her spine and shook her nerves.

She thought of backing off, but she saw Beelzebub looking for her and quickly stepped inside.

“I need something to neutralize demons.” She walked towards the pair of eyes that laughed with a quiet delight. “Now.” She held the demon's gaze and cursed when someone knocked at the main door. The demon put a bird cage on the table. “10,000 Grimm.”

“What the fuck is this?! Those idiots are at least 6’0 tall, this crap is the size of a rat!” Sc hissed but the bell rang again and her muscles acted on its own, taking the cage and leaving the Grimm.

“What are you doing? What is that?” She had never seen the avatar of gluttony so angry and threatening. “I need it for my classes.” Sc said with the last shred of will she had left, feeling a pang of shame when she heard her own voice sound like a little girl on the verge of crying. Beelzebub inspected the cage first and then the seller, trying to choose the best way to proceed. “Fine, but you'll show it to Lucifer later.”

Beel dragged her carelessly through the Devildom's streets. She could hardly hold the cage and follow the demon's footsteps, before she could even think in the possibility, the cage slipped from her hand and rolled open on the floor. “Wait, lord Beelzebub!”

Beel stopped and picked up the cage in less than a second, handing it to Sc and resuming his previous race, but Sc’s movements were even more clumsy than before as she couldn't stop looking at a little black cloud swirling around Beelzebub's head.

“My lord, you have something on your head.” Sc murmured, stopping Beelzebub again from his hasty walk. The demon just looked around, the murderous scowl that had formed on his face gave way to one of curiosity. “I don't see anything.” He gave Sc a look that meant he wouldn’t stop again and promptly turned around and once again took her wrist to continue walking.

Lucifer found nothing out of the ordinary with the cage, he merely raised an eyebrow and sighed in annoyance, “I suggest something bigger.” He said as his only comment. Eventually she thought that everything had been a scam, surely the seller had seen a good opportunity to fool her and that was the end of her little feat.

That was until your blood stained the House of Lamentation and she saw for the first time since her arrival the fear painfully painted on the faces of all the brothers, from the youngest to the oldest. They had rushed to your room while she stood there, looking stupidly at the dried blood as a lump formed in her throat.

Perversely, and much to her shame, she realized that for the very first time since she set foot in hell she was alone. Nobody was watching her, she could wander around with no one to stop her.

Finally, she could do her job.

So she remained silent, even when she saw two little demons bothering you at the dining table. She kept quiet, even when a little demon (who didn't look so little anymore) threw a book at her head when she tried to catch him. She didn't say a word, not even when you fought with Lucifer and left everyone feeling miserable.

She could remember Satan's madness, the raw emotion, the demon had radiated, drowning Sc in a sea of anxiety and fear. But even then she remained calm, because surely you would forgive them, surely you would forgive her too, right?

She didn't mutter a single word because it was working. She had been forgotten even by the prince and his terrifying butler. She convinced herself that this was for the best and that you would thank her once you were both in the human world.

However, that changed one night, when Mammon arrived to the library and roughly tied up her wrists. “How did you know I was here?!” Sc struggled in an attempt to free herself from the rope. “I have eyes everywhere.” Mammon winked at her and forced her to walk ahead of him. “Where are we going? Where is Mc?”

Mammon stopped, but his hands stopped Sc from turning around. “Why are you askin’, human?” Sc felt the pointy nails of the greed demon caressing her neck. “They seem off, I’m worried. That’s all.” And wasn’t that true after all? You were different, ever since the fight you have been more rude and violent. Even she has retreated behind Lucifer’s back when you pass by.

“Someone attacked them.” The avatar of greed’s voice was cold and composed. “Those idiots dared to hurt them.” Sc felt Mammon´s nail pressing on her neck, exactly on the carotid arteries. “Do you know something about it, witch?”

“No, I don’t. Are they oka-!” The young woman couldn’t say anything else as the demon pushed her to the floor. “Ya wanna know somethin’ human? Truth is Mc’s not a bad liar, ya know? They had lied to me looking straight to my face without batting an eye.” Sc’s groaned when Mammon took her by the hair and forced her to stay still while he spoke just inches away from her face. “It’s unfair, you see, because we are demons, I can hear your heart screaming the truth, it’s so loud it hurts my fuckin’ ears.”

“Please, I ddon’t knnow anything.” Sc said in short breaths. “Are they okay?” Sc asked again. Mammon tightened his grip on the woman’s hair before releasing her. “Yes they are. I’ll take you to the attic and you’ll stay there until Satan beats the truth out of you.”

Luckily, she wasn’t held hostage for long and nobody ripped the truth out of her, no wonder why. They looked miserable, awful, lost. Sc had found what had happened, from the attack and the fact that the attackers remained unknown, to your decision to stay in purgatory hall.

Every time she saw you, you were surrounded by little demons. No, they weren’t little anymore, they were real copycats of the brothers. They were your guardian demons, spinning around your head like nasty flies. She knew it was her fault, after all, they had appeared after she bought that cage.

At one point she had decided that the mission wasn’t as important as you and that she should do something but then again, things were much better now that the brothers weren’t there all the time but bloody hell, things were worse now that you were alone with those pests.

She got out of her classes to take a break and that’s when she saw you sitting alone at an old and almost crumbling table. She counted them, there were 6 demons already, one more than the last time.

Sc looked at her hands, only one report left and you could leave the devildom. She only needed a little more time, then she could save you and show the world the truth. Almost unconsciously, her eyes landed on you again, sleeping peacefully in that lonely place.

Part 22?

She swallowed hard before going back to her business. Not even 5 seconds passed when she heard a loud sound coming from the place you were at before, she ran as fast as possible but when she arrived you had disappeared and the table you were in was now reduced to a pile of rocks.

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Hello 🩷

can I please have a Mob Boss Itachi, who get obsessed with the rivalling Clan‘s daughter (Reader). Said daughter left her Clan a few years ago to live a life outside and undercover of the Mob-world. He finds out about her and wants to make her his.

(You can make it slowburn or in different parts, your writing is chefs kiss 🩷)

💋 dark account; second post. be safe.

Modern au! ; Sick obsession ; Thoughts of kidnapping someone ; Possible age difference ; Disappearances of people ; Itachi being insanely jealous ; Dismemberment ; Itachi being typical Yandere ; Itachi is being delulu & a perv!

Part 2 with smut (soon!)

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Itachi Uchiha had fallen in love with the daughter of the clan's rival. His obsession was perhaps noticeable to some, perhaps not.

That didn't matter anymore.

He didn't remember when exactly he saw her.

December?

Or was in October?

The only thing sure is that it was in a photograph while he was checking the remaining members of the pathetic rival clan.

Very few members; his rival had been greatly reduced. Pathetic, just pathetic.

And then that was when he saw her, and everything changed.

She was beautiful. She IS beautiful.

So beautiful that it made his breath catch in his throat.

Again, that didn't matter anymore.

When he found out that his rival's daughter rebelled and decided to leave the dark world of the mafia, he was shocked; however, that only made him even more obsessed with the woman.

Without her realizing it or knowing, he sent several of his subjects to take pictures of her.

He told himself over and over that it was for her well-being.

At least that's what he told himself so he wouldn't feel so bad about vandalizing his beloved's personal space.

Until the threats came.

Like flies, weak and pathetic men approached his beautiful woman to try to flirt with her.

He could see it—how they looked at her more than necessary while she waited on them, oblivious to their intentions.

Of course, his beautiful angel was innocent; she didn't know that those weak men looked at her in a way that was inappropriate for a lady like her.

How dare they?

Maybe it was his fault that the male clients of her work decreased, but... they deserved it.

So two long years passed in which he let his beautiful Angel build her new life, and meanwhile he quietly planned in secret how to take her and make her his.

The plan to kidnap her was on his mind for a while, but he quickly discarded it when he thought that the head of the rival clan was surely monitoring her and would get angry if Itachi did something so risky.

He wasn't that cruel either. He already traumatized her by sending her a hand from one of the men who decided to touch her in a box; he didn't want to corrupt his angel.

His fingers moved in desperation; if only she wasn't the daughter of that stupid man, he would already have her in his arms and jumping on his hard cock until she couldn't take it anymore, and he would fuck her without caring that she was already sensitive.

And Itachi wasn't an impulsive idiot. Of course not; he was a smart person. He wouldn't let his desires take control of him, though the temptation to give them free rein was deliciously tempting.

The Uchiha would take it slow.

He would let the woman fall in love with him at her own pace, and he would take on the role of a businessman in the meantime.

He would allow the woman to navigate the finely crafted lies he had created as a backstory. He would allow her to look at and appreciate the good part of him, just the kind and gentle part, permanently if he could.

He would play out all her fantasies of being rescued as long as she stayed by his side.

He would let the moth get close to the lit candle, and when he knew the beautiful woman wouldn't be able to turn back...

When his lid is blown.

— Oh, hello, how can I help you? —

When she discovers the lies. When the dark truth comes to light.

— I would like a latte — the Uchiha replied with a friendly and charming smile, making the beautiful woman blush. His beautiful Angel...

He wouldn't let her go.

[doe-eyed-fool]

Fear Of The Known

Lucifer x Fem!Angel!Reader

|Chapter Ten|

It was worse than Y/n thought. Adam had enraged the princess after killing one of her friends. She went for the attack, only to be send flying back down to the hotel rooftop. Y/n watched in horror as Charlie crashed into the hotel sign, sparks flying and shocking the princess.

Had she not be as powerful as she was, the collision could have been fatal.

Adam flew down to finish her off, but Y/n couldn’t stand to watch this any longer. She flew after him, landing on the roof in front of the princess. “Adam stop this!” Y/n demanded.

“Again with this bullshit?” Adam scowls. “Get out of the way so I can finish this bitch off!”

“Can’t you see what you’re doing!?” Y/n exclaimed. “Lucifer will be furious if you continue with this! You nearly killed Charlie!”

Adam’s glare darken, he slowly approaches Y/n. “You seem to care a lot about that prick. And now you’re concerned with his daughter? Maybe you really are a traitor after all.”

Y/n takes a step back. “I am only looking out for Heaven. This event will lead to a horrible future. Not only that, it will lead to your death.” Before Y/n could put anymore distance between herself and Adam, he reached out and grabbed her by wrist, roughly yanking her towards him.

“The only reason Heaven would be in danger is because of these freaks!” Adam yells. “I’m doing everyone a favor by slaughtering them all! If you can’t see that, then you can join them!” He throws Y/n to the ground and raises his weapon to strike.

Charlie yells out in anger, stabbing Adam in his shoulder with her trident, and knocking him away from Y/n. “You’re not going to hurt anyone else! Not while I’m still standing!”

Y/n looked up at her in awe. “Charlie…” The princess really was a diamond in the rough. She barely knows Y/n and yet, she protected her.

Adam brings himself to a stand, he grins wickedly as laughs darkly. “Ok…” He says before rushing Charlie.

Charlie managed to defend herself for a while, but she was unable to keep up with Adam. He grabbed her by the throat and held her high in the air.

“Adam! Don’t!” Y/n cried.

Charlie kicked and she scratched at Adam’s wrist, but she was unable to free herself. She could feel herself slipping as Adam’s grip on her throat tightened.

"This was fun and all, but it's time to die!"

Adam’s laughter was cut short as he was suddenly delivered a swift punch to the face, and was sent flying. Charlie fell, but was quickly caught by someone.

She looked up in shock. “Dad?”

Lucifer’s harden expression soften as he looked down at his daughter. “Hey sweetie. Sorry I was late.” He carefully set her down. Lucifer’s eyes then landed on Y/n.

He hurried to her side to help her. “Y/n, are you alright?” Y/n is brought to a stand. “Y-Yes, I’m fine.” She nods. “Thank you.”

“I see you came back.” Lucifer half-smiles. Y/n laughs lightly. “Yeah. I couldn’t convince Adam to call off the extermination. As you can see…”

“That won’t be a problem for much longer.” Said Lucifer. Just then, Adam makes himself known again.

“Seriously!? How many of you am I gonna have to fight?”

Lucifer steps towards Adam, a confident look on his face. “Oh I’m the only one that matters. See, you messed with my daughter, and now, I am going to fuck you!”

Everyone fell silent upon hearing those words.

“It’s fuck you up, dad.” Charlie whispers. Lucifer glances at her. “Wait, what’d I say-” Adam launches himself at Lucifer, crashing into a near by wall. Lucifer flies upwards to avoid another hit.

“So, Adam! This is what you’ve been up to since Eden huh?” Lucifer smirks as he dodged another attack. “Gotta say, you’ve really let yourself go, bud.”

“You judging me!? You are literally the most hated being in creation!” Adam yells.

“Ha! Well, you’re first wife didn’t seem to hate what I had to offer!” Lucifer moves two of his fingers in front of his mouth. “Or the second! Bow-chika-wow-wow!”

“Fucking asshole!!”

Y/n blinked. ‘Really? I knew Lucifer had tempted Eve to eat that apple but…is that is how he tempted her!?’ She thought in shock.

Y/n tore her attention away from the fight as a terrible feeling came on. She looks to Charlie then back to the fight. Adam threw Lucifer aside and readied another attack.

Y/n’s eyes went wide. “Charlie! Look o-”

She couldn’t get her words out as a giant blast shot through the middle of the hotel. Charlie cried out as she was sent plummeting down.

“Charlie!” Y/n gasps. She runs forward before flying down as fast as she could to catch her. Y/n reached her hand out and grabbed Charlie’s, and pulled her into an embrace. Y/n quickly flew back up, narrowly avoiding falling debris as she ascended.

Y/n was almost made it out, but suddenly, a falling rock struck her in her left wing. A sickening crunch could be heard, Y/n cried in pain. Unable to flap her wings properly, she and Charlie were sent falling again.

Every attempt to flap her wings was met with a new wave of pain. Y/n shut her eyes tightly, she and Charlie yelled as they both plummeted.

However, they would not meet the ground as Lucifer swooped in and caught them both. He flew back to safety, above the now destroyed hotel.

“Are you two ok?” Lucifer asks in a panic. “I’m fine, but Y/n…” Charlie winces as she notices Y/n’s injured wing. Blood was spilling from the nasty split in the joint.

“I-I’ll be fine.” Y/n hisses slightly. "Are you alright, Charlie?" With a guilty expression, Charlie nods.

Lucifer sets Y/n down carefully, her wing hung limp behind her. Y/n looks on at the now destroyed hotel. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for Charlie. She’s worked so hard for this, and in an instant, it was all gone.

Y/n was alerted by Charlie, she looked over to see Adam rushing towards them to attack. Charlie growls before reeling her arm back, her hand turning into a giant claw, that blocked Adam’s attack.

“What the fuck!?” Adam exclaimed. Lucifer glared at him before grabbing Adam and throwing him away from the two. Adam yelled as he was sent crashing down.

Lucifer, in his demonic form, growled as he hovered above the near defeated Adam. “You come at me, and my daughter!? Then you dare put Y/n in harms way! Don’t forget!” Lucifer flew down and delivered blow after blow to Adam’s face.

“You’re in my house, bitch!” Lucifer cackles before raising his arms above his head, flames engulfing his hands. He yells as he goes to finish Adam off. However, he was stopped by Charlie. "Dad, wait!" Lucifer looks to Charlie, confused.

“He’s had enough…”

Lucifer turns his attention back to Adam, who was broken and beaten down. “Heh. Alright.” Lucifer backs off of him. “How does mercy taste, you little bitch?”

To say Y/n was in shock was an understatement. She’s never seen Lucifer so furious before. And if Charlie didn’t stop him, he would have certainly killed Adam.

Wait.

Why wasn’t Adam dead? He was suppose to die in this battle. Had the future been altered?

Lucifer joined Y/n side. “Are you ok?” He asks. Y/n blinks, wordlessly as she gazes at Lucifer’s form. She doesn’t think she’ll get use to seeing him like this. But it wasn’t bad. She didn’t fear him like this, that’s for sure.

He was still Lucifer.

Y/n nods. “Yeah, I’ll be alright. Thank you for saving me back there.” Lucifer smiles. “No problem.” His smile falters as he looks at her wing. He raised his hand but paused.

“Can I?”

Y/n looked confused, but allows him to do what he wanted anyway. Lucifer gently placed his hand over the joint, Y/n winces. Lucifer quickly apologizes, then Y/n felt a gentle warmth blooming in her wing.

After a few seconds, Lucifer moved his hand away. Y/n looked down at her wing, which was completely healed over, as if nothing happened in the first place. She gave it a few flaps to test it.

Y/n smiles brightly. “You healed it!” Lucifer chuckles. “Yeah.”

Y/n hugged him tightly. “Thank you! Man it would have been awful if I had to go back to heaven with my wing injured like that! I wouldn’t know how to explain myself.”

Lucifer hugs her back. “That would be tricky.”

“Soooo...Did you really seduce Eve?” Y/n asks with a chuckle. Lucifer’s face heats up slightly. “Uh…W-well-”

“No! No, you don’t get to end this!” Adam yells as he crawls out of the pit he landed it. “I’m fucking Adam, I am the fucking man! And you’re just a clown or something!”

Lucifer rolls his eyes, clearly unimpressed by Adam’s pitiful tantrum. So was everyone else, including Y/n.

“You all should be worshipping me! All of mankind came from these fucking nuts! You ungrateful, disgusting, fucking losers!” His rant was swiftly cut short as he cried with pain.

“Hey uh, you got something sticking out of your uh…your thing there.” Lucifer mutters pointing at the protrusion. Adam looks down, a sharp blade stabbed through his gut. He then fell to the ground, and on his back was a small cyclopes demon.

“Nifty!?” Charlie exclaims.

So called, Nifty, laughed manically as she continued to stab Adam over and over again. Shouting, “Stab! Stab!” as she did so.

Y/n turned away, not wanting to see the gruesome display. She then heard Lute’s anguished screams. She rushed to Adam’s side. “Adam! Stay with me sir! Adam!!” She cried.

It turns out, the future has not been altered at all. Adam truly was doomed to die here. Y/n didn’t wish death upon him, and a part of her wished she could have done something more to prevent this.

She couldn’t imagine the uproar this will cause when she returns to Heaven…

“It’s over.” Charlie says, glaring down at Lute. Lute looks up at Lucifer, who towered over her.

“Take your little friends, and go home!!” Lucifer then smiles snuggly. “Please.”

Lute picks up Adam’s halo, she then looks to Y/n with a fierce glare. Y/n didn’t miss it, she looked away from Lute.

“All exorcist angels, fall back!” Lute demands as she flies up into the air, the other angels following after into the Heaven portal.

Lucifer turns back to everyone with an awkward grin. “Sooo…Who’s up for pancakes?” The tiny blood soaked cyclopes raised her hand. She would have looked cute, if not for being covered in Adam’s blood. Speaking of…

Y/n glances over at his corpse, then sighs. She could only imagine what Lute would have to say to her when she got back. She knew it couldn’t have been anything good.

She did feel bad for Lute. Those two were close, and to be torn apart so suddenly like that…

Y/n looked back over to the others. Charlie was visibly upset, tears brimming in her eyes. The hotel she worked so hard for, destroyed. But not only that. One of her dear friends had been killed.

Lucifer was at her side, trying to comfort her. Even suggesting they could rebuild the hotel, bigger and better than before. It was a sweet display, Y/n smiled.

And to think, she ever doubted Lucifer. Of course he wasn’t some monster. He might have been trapped in Hell, but clearly, it has not tainted his heart. It gave Y/n great relief to know that.

She just wished she didn’t have to say goodbye soon…

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oops (mostly) all terror character playlists master list

Inspired by the on-going davechella event, I am having an unfiltered fun time making terror character playlists. Is my aim to do "them all"? Sure, idk what that means but I think it's fun to see how far I'll go. I have 30 playlists as of right now, most of those unfinished. Below I will be listing every playlist finished and available for public enjoyment. Each batch post will be its own thing & then I will be adding each link here too.

Click below for the following terror characters: Magnus Manson, Charles Des Voeux, John Morfin, Thomas Jopson, Henry Goodsir, Alexander McDonald, Stephen Stanley, John Peddie,Edward Little, John Irving, George Hodgson, Graham Gore, Henry Le Vesconte, James Fairholme, Solomon Tozer, Private Heather, David Bryant, William Pilkington, William Braine, John Hammond, Robert Hopcraft, Henry Wilkes, William Reed, James Daly, Joseph Healey, & William Hedges

Recently Added: Hickey, Diggle, Wall, Armitage, Golding, Thompson

Magnus Manson (link):

Underwhelmed by Grumpster || Sick Sad World by Nervus || Am I Dead yet? by Cayetana || Child-Heart Losers by Sunset Rubdown, Spencer King || Don't Wake the Ghost by Don't Stop or We'll Die || Rip Off- 2003 Remaster by T. Re || The High Road by Broken Bells || Oh Actually by 1 Trait Danger || Freaks by Surf Curse || Train by 4 Non Blondes || I Am Called the Black Sheep by Palodine || Every Day's A Lesson In Humility by Suki Waterhouse, Belle and Sebastian || The Masks by Death || Shine a Light by Wolf Parade || While I'm Alive by STRFKR || Seeger's Theme- Demo by The Monkees || Healthier Folk by Palehound || You Suck by Small Crush || going thru it by Teamonade || Sea Ghost by The Unicorns

Charles Des Voeux (link):

Bouquet de cigarettes by ZOMBIE-CHANG || Sailor in a Life Boat by EURINGER, Gerard Way || Sugar Town by Shitkid || All Choked Up by BRONCHO || RIDE IT by LustSickPuppy || YUM by Sam Quealy || Where Did I Go? by Shelf Lives || dumb bitch by cumgirl8 || Vanished by Crystal Castles || I FEEL LIKE SHIT by Lynks || The The Empty by Le Tigre || Violet by Hole || Nothing Clever, Just Feelings by CLT DRP || Dead Disco by Metric || Art Star by Yeah Yeah Yeahs || Two Good Things by Modern Baseball || Point Of Extinction by Motion City Soundtrack || White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane || Fall In Love With Me by Iggy Pop

John Morfin (link):

Hair of the Dog by Tele Novella || Flash Delirium by MGMT || I'm Toast by Sparks || Once I Was by Tim Buckley || Think About Your Troubles by Harry Nilsson || When Smokey Sings by ABC || As We Go Up, We Go Down by Guided by Voices || Change by Big Thief || A Means to an End- 2020 Digital Remaster by Joy Division || Nothing Remains by Jon Smith's Voyages || Curtains!? by Timber Timbre || Fear Is A Man's Best Friend by John Cale || Oceans by Frank Iero || Primrose by The Essex Green || I Wanna Be Free- Original Stereo Version, 2006 Remaster by The Monkees || Faces Lit by Chad VanGaalen || Glad to Be Gay by Tom Robinson Band || Don't Bury Me by Tanya Davis || Space Dementia by Muse || morning star by gjallarhornit, gezebelle gaburgably

Edward Little [LINK]

пачка сигарет by Kino || Angel by Massive Attack, Horace Andy || Tom's Diner by Vega, DNA || Ladies of the Canyon by Joni Mitchell || She's Lost Control by Joy Division || Cherry Came Too by Jesus and the Mary Chain || Don't Know Why by Slowdive || A Forest by The Cure, Mark Saunders || Ana by Pixies || Deep Water by Strawberry Switchblade || My Evil by Palehound || Deep Water by Vundabar || Ghost by Neutral Milk Hotel || Under Ice- 2018 Remastered by Kate Bush || The River Song by Donovan || Sea, Swallow Me- 2024 Remastered by Cocteau Twins, Harold Budd || Static Shape by Chad VanGaalen || There Is a Light That Never Goes Out- 2011 Remaster by The Smiths || Tibetan Pop Stars by Hop Along || Tainted Love by Soft Cell

John Irving [LINK]

Sun Bleached Flies by Ethel Cain || Losing My Religion by Hootie & The Blowfish || Little Big Mistakes by Tom Rosenthal || God Only Knows by The Langley Schools Music Project || Goodnight Bad Morning by The Kills || Everyman Needs a Companion by Father John Misty || Oh Holy Night by Andrew Bird || Troubled Waters by Cat Power || Divine Loser by Clem Turner || Monkey Gone To Heaven by Pixies || Dissonance- Demo by AJJ || O Come O Come Emmanuel by Sufjan Stevens || Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam by The Vaselines || This Night Has Opened My Eyes- 2011 Remaster by The Smiths || First Love / Late Spring by Mitski || Don't Get Lost in Heaven by Gorillaz || Knife Going In- Demo by Tegan and Sara || Your Silent Face - 2015 Remaster by New Order || Picture Of My Dress by The Mountain Goats || Unfucktheworld by Angel Olsen

George Hodgson [LINK]

Shangri-La by Electric Light Orchestra || POOR GEORGE by James Supercave || Erreur 404 by L'Imperatrice || Let's Get Lost by Chet Baker || Adoro te devote by Stirps lesse, Enrico De Capitani || Postcards from Italy by Beirut || Theme From New York, New York- 2008 Remaster by Frank Sinatra || Tried And True by Ween || Soil, Soil by Tegan and Sara || Dreamer by Supertramp || Oh l'amour - Edit by Erasure || Heatwave by Martha Reeves & The Vandellas || Radio Ga Ga- Remastered 2011 by Queen || Boys Don't Cry by The Sure || Waterloo Sunset by The Kinks || Send Me An Angel by Real Life || We Three (My Echo, My Shadow, And Me) by The Ink Spots || Love & Pride by King || It's My Life - 1997 Remaster by Talk Talk || Girlfriend In A Coma by The Smiths

Graham Gore [LINK]

Glow In The Dark by Lil Pump || Lucid Dreams by Juice WRLD || EARFQUAKE by Tyle, The Creator || Doomsday by NERO || The Blonde Leading the Blond by Wax Fang || Outsiders by Franz Ferdinand || Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger by Daft Punk || Hit the Ground by No Mana, Bertie Scott || Alien Boy by Oliver Tree || 3005 Childish Gambino || Fade Out by Seether || Pursuit of Happiness by Kid Cudi, MGMT, Ratatat || Hay Ya! by Outkast || Party and Bullshit by The Notorious B.I.G. || Oblivion by Grimes || Dammit by blink-182 || 4th Dimension by KIDS SEE GHOSTS || Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz || Beast of Burden - Remastered 1994 by The Rolling Stones || All Caps by Madvillain, Madlib, MF DOOM

Henry Le Vesconte [LINK]

Cold Cold Cold by Cage The Elephant || Frostbiter by Saintseneca || Hopscotch by Pinc Louds || Electric Funeral by Slothrust || General Discomfort by Serpent Cobra || Rainbow in the Dark by Dio || Gouge Away by JEFF The Brotherhood || Guts- 2013 Remaster by Budgie || Mansion of Misery by Miniature Tigers || If I Stay (Awake) by The Worn Flints || Feel the Heat by Me Like Bees || Polly's God by Perfekt Square || Don't Forget the Sun by Wailin' Storms || Codeine by Welles || Sick Day by Fountains of Wayne || Keep in Mind by Breakneck Flow || Sick Shit- Live from Lincoln Hall by Together Pangea || What's Done Is Done by Madde || Black Cat Heaven by Dan Luke and the Raid || Grapefruit High by French Thyme

James Fairholme [LINK]

Frostbite by punkett || Beheaded by The Offspring || Barcelone by Tommy Hools || Eleanor by Cake Bake Betty || Surchin 4 U by Naked Giants || The Party's Crashing Us by of Montreal || There Is No God by Mrs. Magician || I Still Love My Body by Yabadum || Shut Me Down by Godflesh || Jazzhole by Free the Robots || Out Of Gas by Modest Mouse || Fuck Off by The Frogs || Winter's Going by DJ Signify, Buck 65 || Bitin' the Bullet by GROUPLOVE || Like a Star by Mike Krol || Cold Cadaver by King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard || Angel Eyes and Basketball by Foot Ox || Fell Down a Hole by Wolfmother || Hello Cruel World by Dent May || Woof Woof by ARTHUR

Thomas Jopson [LINK]-

Red Wine Supernova by Chappell Roan || The Rose Captain by Sea Wolf || Service Bell by Grizzly Bear, Feist || Oom Sha La La by Haley Heynderickx || Water Tower by The Mountain Goats || Funeral by Tele Novella || Hell Of A Ride by FIZZ || They're Cheap (I'm Free) by Skating Polly || Heart Hensoukyoku "Mugen" No. 1 Ren Hatanchou by Yumi Morio || Does Your Mother Know by ABBA || Tonight I'm Wearing Silk by Vundabar || Shame, Shame, Shame- Vocals by Shirley & Company || Right By Your Side - Remastered by Eurythmics, Annie Lenox, Dave Stewart || Bloodsucking Whore by Ezra Furman, The Harpoons || Hot Mess by girli || Better by The Honeysticks Ricky Montgomery || Waiting For The Man- Remastered by Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark || Smalltown Boy- Spotify Single by Orville Peck || Downtown by Petula Clark

Dr. Henry Goodsir [LINK]-

Bathed In Sound by Cosmo Sheldrake || Photosynesthesia by Louie Zong || Sparkbird by Sparkbid || Worms by Viagra Boys || FUNGUS by The Narcissist Cookbook || Crabwalk by Party in the Hills || Nature Song by Twain || Things She Said by Chris Garneau || Ravens by Reno Shaw || Journey To Wherever We May Go by Grand Commander || Almost Was Good Enough by Songs: Ohia, Jason Molina || Remember Something Beautiful by Machinery of the Human Heart || I Make Too Many Mistakes by Foresight || Museum by Kitsch Club || Drunken Stars by Minimall || Closer by The Tiny, Elle-Kari || The Mouth by Honey and the Sting || A Darkness In My Soul by Solid Space || Changes Shape by Cosmic Johnny || On My Own by Three Days Grace

Dr. Alexander McDonald [LINK]-

Here Comes The Summer by The Fiery Furnaces || Look Me in the Heart by Tina Turner || The Cat-Song by Laura Nyro || Tyriya & Ramakrishna by Alice Coltrane || Too Close for Comfort by Eartha Kitt || Some Become Strangers by Stevie Nicks || I Wake Up Slow by Dory Previn || Turn, Turn, Turn (To Everything There Is A Season) by Nina Simone || Down Where The Valleys Are Low (Remastered) by Judee Sill || Stoned Soul Picnic by Julie London || Until I Met You by Mavis Staples || How Deep It Goes by Heart || So Goes Love- Demo by Carole King || All I Want by The Supremes || Quitting Time by The Roches || Cool Dry Place by Katy Kirby || Ibiza by Butcher Brown || Komorebi by ARTEMIS || In the Winter- Remastered by Janis Ian || Ocean City by Charming Disaster

Dr. Stephen Stanley [LINK]-

Love -> Building on Fire 2005 Remastered by Talking Heads || Mendelssohn: 3 Preludes and Fugues, Op. 37, No. 1 in C Minor: Prelude, MWVW21 by Felix Mendelssohn, Stephen Cleoburry || City of Electric Light by Chad VanGaalen || Country Death Song by Violent Femmes || The Man on the Burning Tightrope by Firewater || Vanilla by Jack Stauber || Feathers by Man Man || Fanfare by Jacques-Nicolas Lemmens, Gerard Brooks || Starving In The Belly Of A Whale by Tom Waits || Always Alone by Johnny Cash || Apple Tree by Marika Hackman || Birdland by The Afghan Whigs || Complicated Creation by Cloud Cult || Incinerate by Sonic Youth || Clap Your Hands! by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah || Buckets of Fun by Sidney Gish || Perfect Fit by Clues || Golden Age by Chris Staples || Them Heavy People by Kate Bush || With Dreams of Adventure, I Smoke my Longpipe Beneath the Stars by Hole Dweller

Dr. John Peddie [LINK]-

snake by Sadurn || Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole by Martha Wainwright || 285 HZ Mend Your Wounds by Manifestation Frequencies || This is Not Who I Am by Joanna Sternberg || (Electricity) by Courtney Barnett || Easy Violence by Sun June || Don't Think About Me by Laura Stevenson || Stabbed to Death Outside of San Juan by The Mountain Goats || Shadi by Petrojvic Blasting Company || 395 HZ Inner Transformation Vibes by Manifestation Frequencies || I'm In The World by Moondog || Phantom of the Opera - 2015 Remastered by Iron Maiden || All of My Friends by River Whyless || Jennifer by Faust || Nugget by CAKE || 528 HZ Open Your Heart by Manifestation Frequencies || Honey in the Hair by Blackbird Raum || Allah, Allah, Allah by mewithoutYou || Genetic Engineering by X-Ray Spex || The Unthinking Majority by Serj Tankian

"Cornelius Hickey" [LINK]

A New Phase Awaits You :-) by FIZZ || Island In The Sun by Weezer || Growth Sux by Cheekface || A Formidable Marinade by Mikelangelo and the Black Sea Gentlemen || Rats by Rasputina || Wild Dogs: Divorce! by Jordaan Mason, Jordaan Mason & The Horse Museum || When You Die by MGMT || Homosapien by Pansy Division || I Could If I Wanted To (feat. Santino Fontana) by Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Cast, Santino Fontana || Pound of Flesh- Live by Regina Spektor || Stalker's Tango by Autoheart || Queer Clubbing by Ste McCabe || I Want You, But I Don't Need You by Momus || Clap Your Hands by Pale Young Gentlemen || A Smaller God by Darling Violetta || Poisoning Pigeons In The Park (Stereo) by Tom Lehrer || My Wife and My Dead Wife by Roby Hitchcock & The Egyptians || We Are Gods! We Are Wolves! by Le Loup || The Lobster Quadrille by Franz Ferdinand || Cruel to Be Kind by Nick Lowe

Thomas Armitage [LINK]

D R O V E M Y C A R by 1 Trait Danger || Cannonball by The Breeders || Gold Soundz by Pavement || Rabbit Run by The Teeth || Bloody! Bloody! by Junie & TheHutFriends || Sam's Town- Live From Abbey Road by The Killers || Dog Nightmare by Jack Stauber || Cocaine Sunday by Eyedress || Help I'm Alive by Metric || Super Breath by Karen O, Danger Mouse || I'm Too Good by ARTHUR || Good Boy by Dogbite || Starstruck by The Scary Jokes || Holy Mountains by System Of A Down || Stuff Is Way by They Might Be Giants || Voodoo Lady by Ween || I Don't Wanna Die by the Unicorns || FIGURE IN THE BACKGROUND by SNAKE POOL || Paranoiac Intervals/Body Dysmorphia by of Montreal || Body Of Years by Mother Mother

Mr. Wall [LINK]

Chop Suey! by System Of A Down || Animal Attack by Grand Commander || Twist of Cain by Danzig || Bodies by Drowning Pool || A Cry For Help In A World Gone Mad by Agent Orange || Down With The Sickness by Disturbed || Coming Undone by Korn || The Foundaints of Decay by My Chemical Romance || Do What I Gotta by Naethan Apollo || Fight Fire With Fire (Remaster) by Metallica || Insane by Sonny Fodera, Biscits || Hotel California- 2013 Remaster by Eagles || Pacific Coast Highway by Fukkk Offf || Blod Makes Noise by Suzanne Vega || Night of Error by Trash Fashion || Blue Monday by Orgy || Eternity or Something by Free Refills || The Hand That Feeds by Nine Inch Nails || United States of Whatever by Liam Lynch || Cirice by Ghost

Mr. Diggle [LINK]

Soul No. 5 by Caroline Rose || Hunger For A Way Out by Sweeping Promises || When Worlds Collide by Powerman 5000 || King Fish Pies by Midlake || I Need Some Sleep- From "Shrek 2" Soundtrack by Eels || The Very Modern Dance by Destroyer || Anti-Rage by Emperor X || under The Table by Fiona Apple || A Place For My Head by Linkin Park || Never Enough by Papa Roach || Let Me Know by Yeah Yeah Yeahs || Lest We Forget by The Homeless Gospel Choir || Plea From A Cat Named Virtue by The Weakerthans || What Have I Done To Deserve This? (With Dusty Springfield) by Pet Shop Boys, Dusty Springfield || Wait Until I Get My Hands On You by The Paper Chase || Perception Check by Tom Cardy || Eisenhower Is The Father by Best Friends Forever || Think Long by Mates of State || Ode to Divorce by Regina Spektor || Too Drunk To Dream by The Magnetic Fields

Solomon Tozer [LINK]

Pink Triangle by Weezer || Gun In My Hand by Dorothy || Low Dogg by Micachu & The Shapes || Blood, Sex, and Booze by Green Day || Tranquilize by The Killers, Lou Reed || Have a Smoke by Head Portals || The Killing Moon- BBC Evening Session January 15 by Pavement || Roundabout- 2024 Remaster by YES || Sleazy Bed Track - BBC Evening Session 1998 by The Bluetones || There Must Be More Than Blood by Car Seat Headrest || I Found A Reason- 2015 Remaster by The Velvet Underground || Bone Machine- 2007 Remaster by Pixies || Why Can't I Touch It? - 2001 Remaster by Buzzcocks || Slaughterhouse by Grandmas House || Plateau by Meat Puppets || Add It Up by Violent Femmes || Host Body by Chad VanGaalen || Vampire Empire by Big Thief || Goin' Against Your Mind by Built To Spill || Raise Me Up by Hercules & Love Affair

Private Heather [LINK]

Hometown Hero by Andy Shauf || Stay up Late- 2005 Remaster by Talking Heads || Ballad For The Brainkeepers by FOE || Down Home Town by Electric Light Orchestra || Walk On The Water by Creedence Clearwater Revival || Sirens of Titan by Al Stewart || Love Is Like Oxygen by Sweet || YOUR HEAD'S ON FIRE by Louie Zong || Imposter by Oingo Boingo || Dracula From Houston by Butthole Surfers || No Way Out Of Here by Unicorn || Splendid Isolation by Warren Zevon || Headstrong by Trapt || Life Is Hard by Timbuk 3 || Ride a White Swan- 2016 Remaster by T. Rex || Waiting For The End Of The World by Elvis Costello || Soul In My Body by Pinc Louds || The Man by The Killers || Smierc W Bikini by Republika || Head Over Heels by The Go-Go's

David Bryant [LINK]

Forty Six & 2 by TOOL || B.Y.O.B by System Of A Down || Just Like Heaven by Dinosaur Jr. || I Think I'm Going To Kill Myself by Elton John || Zero- Remastered 2012 by The Smashing Pumpkins || War Pigs / Luke's Wall- 2012 Remaster by Black Sabbath || Saturday Come Slow by Massive Attack, Damon Albarn || Pepper by Butthole Surfers || Cheap Drunk by Pretty Balanced || Bombtrack by Rage Against The Machine || Creep- 2017 Remaster by Stone Temple Pilots || Kocham Cie, Kochanie Moje by Maanam || Warm Leatherette by Grace Jones || What's In It For? by Avi Buffalo || Pretend We're Dead by L7 || You've Got Another Thing Coming by Judas Priest || Midlife Crisis by Faith No More || Would? (2022 Remaster) by Alice In Chains || My Name Is Mud by Primus || Dura by Daddy Yankee

William Pilkington [LINK]

Shoulderblade by The Teeth || Bone Bag by Superet || Orgasm of Death by The Growlers || Throw Away Children (2019 Remaster) by Dio || The Less I Know The Better by Tame Impala || Natural Disasters by Enon || 16 Mirrors by Alex G || Pantyhose by TV Girl || Deadlines (Hostile) by Car Seat Headrest || Darla by Vundabar || I Dropped Out by And The Kids || The Ballad of Bull Ramos by The Mountain Goats || Caroline, Please Kill Me by Coma Cinema || The Day That I Die by Good Charlotte || You Are Going To Hate This by The Frights || Dear Jealousy by MIKA || Best I Can (feat Sharon Van Etten) by Michael Cera, Sharon Van Etten || Glue by P.H.F || Apricots by Findlay || Big Cloud by Radiator Hospital

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