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Male Yandere Demon OC - Halloween Special

demon OC x (GN) goblin reader

Halloween Special (Not of the main story's timeline)

TW (kind of?): light editing; longish story; uses you/your no (y/n); goblin reader (can be read as human reader though); domestic fluff? slight spoiler to main story due to very brief allude to possible past events; slight moment of fear of losing reader; thoughts of violence (not towards reader); brief dirty thoughts and slightly suggestive words/language; Does kissing count for warnings?; OC's perspective

Mornings were never Abraxas' strong suit. Even before he was casted out of the heavens, he could never fully bring himself to jump out of bed, ready to start the day. Not that he had much of a need to be up since the fall, unless he was summoned by a contractor.

No, for the blue haired demon, he found it takes him at least several minutes of lazing around before he could even think of getting up. But, ever since you came into his life, he found a reason to wake up earlier, even just a bit, before his usual time. Just to see your face, tracing each detail, contour, and line.

All before you wake.

How weak you, a goblin, make him, a demon, feel each morning.

Upon this particular morning though, as Abraxas awakes, he finds the warmth of the morning sun upon his face, and yet, even despite the blankets upon him, his arms were cold.

You weren't there. You weren't there you aren't here you weren't ther-

his heart pound wildly, throwing the blanket off as his feet loudly hit the floor. With a stumble he frantically looks around the room for a sigh of where you could be, of what happened to you to not be in his arms when he woke up.

By the Hells. If you were taken or hurt, he would burn down this town just to find you. He would ẗ̶͔́ě̷̥a̴̺̓r̴̫̊ apart whoever did it limb by li-

Deep breaths. He could hear you probably say to him if you were around. After a few moments of calming himself, he reminds himself of the special soul connection between the two of you. If you were hurt, he'd know how badly, even if it's a paper cut. If you were taken by anyone, he'd be able to track you down. If you ran, he'd hunt you and never let you go

Before the blue haired demon had a chance to use said ability, sounds of movement could be heard from the bathroom, before your voice rings out to him from within.

"Morning Abraxas!"

He sighs, realizing you just happen to wake up early and went to the bathroom. Quickly replying, "Morning dearest contractor."

After listen to you shuffle about in the bathroom, followed by your lovely giggle, the demon watches as your face pops out.

"Close your eyes," he hears you say. Not a command, but a request.

Yet, even if it wasn't a command, if you asked him to give you his right hand he'd rip it off for you. Contract or not, for you he'd do anything.

For now though, he just closed his eyes as you requested. The sounds of you leaving the bathroom and walking towards him was clear.

"Now," he could hear the mischief in your voice, something he hears quite often, "open them."

As he looks, he sees you, dressed in your usual daily garb, but there was something diff-

"Ppff," Abraxas covers his mouth, holding back a laugh for the moment as his yellow eyes fondly gaze upon the two little fake red horns sticking off the top of your head, connected to a cheap black plastic headband.

Knowing how your backside rather well, Abraxas could see one of those fake demon tail made of a cheap fabric, attached to a belt strapped around your hips.

"You make for a lovely imp my dearest contractor," Abraxas finally chuckles, a knuckle curled against his soft lips.

Reaching a hand out, he playfully poking the tiny horns, which were made of some foam or maybe even sponge material. Honestly, the demon half-expected for a fleck of glitter to fall down or cling to a clawed nail of his.

It didn't, to his slight disappointment.

"Sooo," Abraxas draws out his words, with a playful smile as he leans down to your level, "what lucky day is it, that I get to see my beloved contractor in such adorable and silly accessories?"

When you laugh softly, his heart soars. How he never tires of the sounds you make. Especially when he kisses you with the way you whim-

"It's Halloween silly."

His brief thought quickly interrupted by you answering his question.

It took Abraxas a moment to register your words. Like mornings, the demon was never much of a holiday person. Though in this case it was more like he never really had much of a chance to enjoy holidays, too busy with something or other. And it wasn't like it was a big holiday in the Gods' realms and Underworld.

Though Abraxas never really celebrated it, he wasn't ignorant to it either, nor the various customs those of the common realm uphold each year. It was neither a hate nor like of the holiday for him, just a day. Though he does now cherish these days traveling with you

"I forgot it was that time already to be honest," Abraxas admits to you, still grinning, though now a bit more embarrassed than amused as he give a small shrug.

Reaching a hand out again, his strong hands gently tugging on the fake tail, nimble fingers tracing the the hard plastic at the end, the shape similar to his own spade tipped tail.

"I bought these from one of the merchants in the last town. Been saving it for today," you reply to him.

Abraxas nods, amused he didn't realize nor notice you having bought this. Though he reminds himself to update those secret spells of his just in case his dear contractor get an idea

Letting go of the tail, his hands carefully moves up to your face. With the back of his hand, he gently caresses your cheek, how you never fail to make him smile.

"Oh, by the way trick or treat!"

As you stick up you hand with a grin, his gentle caress turns into a playful pinch.

"Ow! Hey! You know, I was kind of hoping you were going to give me something sweet?" you sigh with a small laugh, pushing Abraxas' hand away.

He rolls his eyes, cupping your face as he leans down and presses a kiss upon your lips.

"Sweet enough for you?" He asks, the smug smirk wide enough his sharp incisors were clear as day, adoring the reaction you give as you probably didn't mean that type of sweetness.

"Or did you mean you wanted chocolate or something? My kisses not the right type of sugar for you?" He laughs, his thumb rubbing your bottom lip as he sees your flustered expression.

Before you could answer, he places another kiss to your lips, cupping your face as it lasts for a while.

"WeeelI, if you had given me noticed or a command you wanted to do some trick or treating, I'd might have it ready. But, if you reeeally don't consider my kiss sweet enough for a treat, then for now," carefully Abraxas lifts you, carrying you bridal style back to the soft and still slightly warm bed.

"Guess we'll just consider these as tricks then~. Aaand since Halloween is aaalll day, III guess I'll just have to keep up this trick aaall daaay long. Maybe even all night we'll be kissing," he laughs dropping you on the bed, before trapping you between his arms above you, his deep dark blue wings gently folding out to block out the morning sun shining through the curtains.

If Halloween meant seeing you dressed in such silly items, and you going along with his idea of tricks and treats, perhaps Abraxas will start enjoying these holidays a bit more like you've made his mornings enjoyable.

AN: Sorry it isn't any main story writing! I'll get to that soon, still working on that. Enjoy this Halloween treat though!

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Male Snow person OC - Darling café collab

Sorry to those who were hoping this is a Abraxas fic update, I'm working on pt 3 as best I can. This took lot of time and effort for a man who was just created because my brain finally hit a corner. Made in pixil art (OC) and 3d paint (combining ID with OC, his info was typed) that was on my laptop already. I am not an artist, but I had fun.

@2-dsimp meet Blake Frost (no relation to Jack Frost or Frosty the snowman no matter what he says/jokes)

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Male Yandere Demon OC - First Meeting (2)

demon OC x (GN) goblin reader

pt 1 -> link

warning: uses you/yours; goblin reader; no "official" meeting yet; no yandere tendency yet; slight paranoid/cautious thinking from yan about reader/darling; light proof reading

Abraxas stares at you, or rather at the fish held firmly in your hand, confused by the gesture. When he attempts to speak, he struggles to figure out what to say, questions he had forming, brewing in his head. The words he manages to croak out surprises even the demon. "Thank you."

The demon was tempted to inhale the crisp fish in his hands, but he knew he'd just lose his only decent meal if he were to eat too fast. So, he sat there on the cold cave floor in silence, watching as you go back to where you had set up your tent in the cave. He didn't know what to make of you, it wasn't as he trusted you nor felt like you couldn't be dangerous, as even in this state of his a goblin like you could probably bring him harm. And yet, he couldn't bring himself to really despise or fear you as you had yet to done anything wrong to him, even giving him food he watched you prepare. Can I trust it is safe though? he wonders. Why did I take it? Why I do that? It could be a trick, a lie. Dangero- CRUNCH Snapping out of his thoughts, he looks up seeing you as you begin to dig into your own freshly cooked fish. Abraxas lets out a sigh he didn't realize he was holding, running his fingers through his hair as they tug a bit on some knots. At this point to him, anything is better than what he has been eating anyhow. So, with slight bit of hesitation, he take a bite. It tasted as if was a feast the lords of Hell would gouge themselves on,. To Abraxas, this simple fish felt as if was everything he would ever need. Despite his desire to take more and more bites as quickly as possible, Abraxas held back as he take his time to chew and swallow each bite. Each bite careful and meticulous to savor the smoky seasoned simple food. It's quiet, save for the sounds of eating, the crackle of the fire, and the faint rapid fall of rain outside. But for once, the silence feels...peaceful.

Perhaps it was a few minutes, perhaps it was many, though of course no less than an hour passes as the blue haired demon finish up the fish, leaving just the bones and stick behind. His throat parched but stomach no longer feeling as it's gnawing at him. Abraxas didn't understand. Understand why you are so kind and yet not curious, not questioning, why you seem to care enough to help him? wh- "Want some?" Shaken out of his thoughts by your voice, his tail shoots up from the sudden surprise as you stand there with a waterskin in hand. He watches as you take a quick sip from it, before holding the container of water up to him. Do beings of this day and age use waterskins? Is it still commonplace in this era in time or is it just a you thing? he can't help but wonder more about you. Waving off those thoughts for now, he simply accepts the water from you with a thankful nod. Like the fish, it felt as if the water was the finest of wines from the deepest parts of Devilland, at least compare to the dirty water and no water he's had endured all this time in his capture. Clean, cool, and refreshing, almost sweet against his tongue. After drinking nearly half of the water, Abraxas finally pulled the rim of the container away from his chapped cracked lips, giving them a quick lick to moisten them just a bit ignoring the faint pain, and hands back your water. He says nothing, watching as you take it back and clear up the fish bones and wooden stick, heading to where your tent is in the cave, watching as you check the once wet clothes leaving them out still, and sit close to the warm fire without speaking any other words to him. A few moments pass, and he knows you're soon to sleep after you put out the fire, making sure not even any ember is left to burn before you head inside your tent. As he close his eyes, leaning against the wall to get what little sleep possible, he hears some shuffling from the inside of your tent, watching as your head pops out and scurries over to him. He's quiet, as he watch while you leave a clean folded blanket next to him before you scurry back to your tent. Closing his eyes once more, he hesitates, but grabs the blanket to wrap it around himself, as he drifts off the a dreamless sleep. His slumber coming a bit quicker than it has in a while. AN: sorry for the slow pacing and long time since last post, it just has a lot planned, and a bit of a slow burn

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Male Yandere Demon OC - First Meeting

Demon OC x (GN) Goblin reader (slight edited Oct. 22, 2024) pt 2 -> link

The first time, Abraxas (Demon OC) meets his goblin darling (gn reader no usage of y/n). TW: Mentions of torture, such as being starved (and given rotten food and bloody meat), bound in chains and cut with sharp items, description of extreme injuries including wounds reopening (all done to OC by third party, a cult, not between yandere and darling) descriptions of pain as well as curse words. Angst. No yandere stuff yet.

Taking in a deep gasp, he found himself waking up from another night of a nightmare that is soon forgotten as Abraxas looks around at his living nightmare. He lets out a sigh, wincing as he can feel the metal around his wrists and neck from the inscribed holy magic on the chains that kept him connected to the cave wall digging into his skin from how tightly it was placed upon him.

"At least I didn't have my wings out when these fuckers summoned me," he grumbled under his breath, throat still stinging from his screaming from just a few hours ago. Abraxas hissing, still feeling the pain of the dagger used upon his skin, trying to at least sit up after his brief sleep upon the cold wet cave floor that is his prison. He could feel a few scars reopening, the cloaked mages that summoned him hasn't bothered to even wrapping the injuries, much do anything to make sure his wounds would heal properly. The loud growl of his stomach and the sharp pains reminds the blue haired demon that it had been days (or was it weeks? He hasn't been able to keep track of time) since a cult member has given him food or checked on him (he refuses to count those days the head mage of the group would cut into his skin to take some of his blood as "checking in on"). Pushing the greasy curls from his face (how he misses being able to clean, the sounds of the rain outside the cave seem to taunt him from any chance of cleaning or even drinking the fresh rain) he looks around the cold dimly lit cave for anything one of the mages might have left for him when he was passed out resting. The scent of copper hits his nose, and with a grimace, Abraxas's bright yellow eyes turn to the source of the stench, before gagging a bit as he sees the slab of bloody meat, not even cleaned or cooked. He could still see the fur of whatever creature it once was. Though he had shed a lot of blood over the centuries of him forming contracts with many beings, it didn't mean the demon was the type to eat raw meat, much less bloodied meat. Yet these bastards keep serving him these things. It wasn't even on a plate, instead the blood dripping from the slab of meat was being soaked up by the dirty floor of the cave, gathering dirt, rocks, and Hells knows what else? The only thing paired with the blood meat was a piece of bread that had a familiar fuzzy look to it as many of the foods, that weren't meat, he has been given had looked. Still, the sharp pains in his stomach reminds him that he needs something to fill him, that the demon needs to suck it up as he's done before whenever he was fed. The aches of his body is ignored as he reaches towards the food, pulling it closer to him. Abraxas takes a few breathes, trying to ready himself to consume another stomach churning meal, when he hears the sounds of footsteps, smaller, lighter compared to the mages who's footsteps he has memorized after the first week of his entrapment. Before Abraxas could do anything, he sees a pair of eyes staring at him from the tunnel that lead to the entrance of the cave. With those eyes (eyes he can't help but be enchanted by) is a face, attached to a body, the body of the being who had entered. The being, too short to be a orc or elf. Too short to be part of the human mages that kept him trapped, too short to even be a dwarf. Rather...a goblin? Before he could speak to scare off this being, they begin to take off their wet cloak and the backpack (that was bigger than the goblin's own body), the goblin begin to set up a small tent, just a few feet away from Abraxas. Not even looking nor speaking to Abraxas, the goblin begins to gather up some rocks in the cave, pulling out some dry sticks they kept in their bag, starting up a fire. The light from the fire brings a comforting glow to the cave, though Abraxas has to close his eyes from it. As he blinks and attempts to try and figure out what the goblin is doing, he smells the mouthwatering scent of fish. Turning to look at the goblin, he sees as the goblin cooking two fishes on sticks over the campfire. Before long, the fishes quickly cook, the scent making Abraxas' stomach grumble loudly, the demon turning his head away embarrassed of how far a powerful demon like him had fallen and how desperate he feels now. He turns his head once more when he feels a gentle tug on the dirty fabric of his pants, looking down at the goblin as they hold out one of the fish for him. "For you," they say.

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Intro to blog/masterlist link/rules

INBOX OPEN INTRO Just starting out for fun, will update later. This is the main blog account for my SFW yanderes and OCs and SFW fics. Will update whenever I have the time and also edit stories from time to time Again this is a blog mostly with yandere OCs, so if you aren't comfortable with yanderes DNI. Most of my OCs are male and male presenting (will make fem OCs at some point though). While I do write GN readers/darlings, they might accidently come off as fem reader/darling so I apologize for that in advance. Will have all all fics written as GN reader unless requested otherwise. NSFW stuff is posted on a sideblog (still working on making that) and have it's own rules. MASTERLIST LINK (NONE YET) Rules for this account (PLEASE READ) 1. I won't write your OCs as a reader insert type of request (meaning super specific detailed in looks type of requests since I want to try and keep it reader insert situation), though if you have a type of yandere in mind I might try to write it if I can think of a character for the yandere 2. I don't do fandom writing? Meaning I won't write for anything from a show, anime, book, manga, or movie since I'm still struggling to catch up on a lot of the fandoms I'm already a part of. So any "reader like so and so from this anime" or "reader with ability like this character" I won't do since I don't want to mess it up or get the character/ability wrong. 3. I'm not an artist, (as you can tell by my homemade frog avatar for tumblr) nor am I too good at describing characters' looks naturally (specific/personal reason in terms of how I learned to write), so I will use picrew and such to give a idea of what my characters look like. (I do not use AI art nor wish to, so please do not tell me to use that it's my personal choice no hate to others though) I do use piskel for the pixel art/dividers you may see 4. If you know me from a specific discord and happen to come to my tumblr from that discord 👀, you don't 🤫(seriously though, I do want to keep as much as personal information as private on this tumblr as possible, so if you do know my real information don't bring it up to my tumblr account please). Picrews I use -> list (will be added once I have my characters ready for posting)