"There Wasn't Ever A Person I Couldn't Please In Bed" With Douma And A Very Shy Reader (thank You!)

Can you write a hantengu clones x female reader where the clones comfort their girlfriend?

Sure!

TW: A bit of nsfw on Karaku's part.

SEKIDO:

Sekido saw his girlfriend crying at the side of his bed.

Sekido sighs and sits down next to [Y/N]

"You're here.. You finally came." He placed his Khakkhara down next to the bed and gently wipes away her tears with her sleeves.

He looks at her with a saddened face, Sekido takes her hand and caresses her head softly.

"What happened, my love?"

You looked up, Your cheeks and eyes were red from crying "I just..I had a really bad day. And my boss was really mean to me at work and it just really sucked."

You sighed "Sorry if I woke you, I shouldn't be complaining so much."

"It's alright, darling. You can cry all you want. Just know that it's not your fault that your boss and others around you were so rude and unkind."

Sekido places his hand on the [Y/N] shoulders and embraces her into his arms. He strokes her hair and kisses her forehead.

"Stay here, okay?" He whispers softly.

You smiled and nod, burying herself into his arms, happy to find such comfort. Sekido held her so gently, so much more gently than she would expect from a demon.

"Thanks, Sekido. I feel better just being here."

Even grumpy. sekido have soft spots for you.

"I'm always here for you.. no matter what happens." He caresses your head and places you on his lap. Sekido looks over at you, you were tired and weary from all those hardship she endured that day. Her eyes were half closed from sleep and her cheeks were red from crying.

"Rest now, my love. It's late now." He smiles softly, as he adjusts [Y/N] position and holds you close to his body.

[Y/N] snuggled up into his arms and nods "Mhm."

You smiled up at him "Can you stay with me?"

[Y/N] lets out a cute yawn and looks so peaceful in his arms.

Sekido gently strokes her head and softly whispers at her.

"Of course, my love.. As long as you want me to.. I do want to be near you all the time and make you feel comfortable. For you matter to me."

He smiles down at her and kisses her on the forehead as she falls deep into sleep. Sekido wraps [Y/N] in his arms and whispers his sweet words to her for comfort.

"Mmm…"

[Y/N] nestles into his chest and hugs him tightly, her arms feeling so safe around him. Her breathing steadily slows down as she drifts off into slumber.

He could hear a gentle purr coming from her mouth as she sleeps, she felt so peaceful and comfortable next to him.

Sekido looks down at her, he gently strokes her soft head as she purrs with sleep. He whispers her name as she sleeps on his chest.

"My love.. My darling." He smiles softly and caresses her hair softly.

Sekido watches over [Y/N], feeling the warmth from her in his arms. He closes his eyes and gently falls asleep.

UROGI:

[Y/N] was crying in the living room.. She had been told the news that her mother had recently passed.

She cries out to the heavens, her face buried in her knees: "No no no no.. This can't be happening… How could this be happening to my perfect mother??" She cries and cries, her sobs echoing through the empty, silent house, and the only response is the rain lashing at the walls of her home, as if the world were mourning her loss… [Y/N] eyes are red and swollen from crying, and she wants nothing more than to just go back in time and hug her mother one last time…

Urogi finds his girlfriend in the living room all curled in a ball. His eyes widen upon seeing her in this state of sorrow.

"Darling. Darling, are you okay?" He asks gently, approaching [Y/N] slowly, taking extra caution just in case she might cry out once more.

[Y/N] hears the voice of her boyfriend, but is not yet ready to react. She breathes slowly in and out in attempt to settle her nerves. Her body is trembling and she does not want him to see how vulnerable she is. She doesn't even bother to answer his question, and just cries harder.

"Shhh.. its okay shhh it's okay darling.."

Urogi strokes her head gently and wipes her tears away. He does this with the utmost care and attention, as if she's a fragile egg that could break at any moment.

"Shh shhh shhh.. it's alright darling. I'm here.. I promise I'm here."

Eventually, [Y/N] does not cry as hard. She wipes her tears away, her face still red from the sheer amount of crying. But she can't hide it, even after all that's happened, he still makes her feel safe.

"Y-You promise you're here?" [Y/N] asks quietly, with tears still glistening in her eyes. The rain continues to lash against the walls, as if to add to the melancholic atmosphere of the night.

"I promise darling.. I will always be here for you. No matter what.. I'll never leave you."

Urogi sits down beside her and holds [Y/N] tightly to him, wrapping his golden wings around her back, giving her the warmth she needs, as well as a barrier of protection against the storm that's raining heavily. He strokes her hair and whispers to her ear:

"Everything's gonna be alright. Everything's gonna be better. Let it all out and forget all of your worries.. I gotcha okay?"

[Y/N] melted into his arms, her eyes closed tightly as she continues to cry. The rain outside continues its song, and seems to sync up and harmonise with her tears, the song of the storm and song of the tears all flowing together. She slowly relaxes into his warm embrace, and her sobs eventually start to quieten, and finally fades away.

Urogi continues to hold [Y/N] in his arms and gently rocks her back and forth to the sound of the storm outside. He whispers to her again.

"See, everything's gonna be alright alright.. You're safe here with me. With me, no harm will come to you alright. Just rest in my arms for now. You don't have to be concerned nor anxious about anything. That's what partners are for, right? To be there for one another at our best and toughest times."

"Mmm… Yea. That's what partners are for." She sniffles a little, as if finally accepting her mother's death. [Y/N] continues to rest in his arms, slowly calming down and feeling the rain pour out her sadness.

"Thank you…" [Y/M] whispered, holding onto him tightly as if her life depended on it.

"You're welcome darling."

Urogi continues to hold her as the rain outside gradually stops, as if the storm is over, and the sun will soon rise after this gloomy night.

"I know you love your mother, and her love for you is also irreplaceable, but hey, she will always be one with you, right?" He smiles gently and wipes away her tears. "She'll always be in your heart, just as how I will always be in yours. And that's the most important thing."

AIZETSU:

[Y/N] was crying. she had just been bullied by a group of girls

sniffing back tears "I--I…I just don't get why they would do that to me…I've known those girls for months, I just wanted to be friends with them. But they were just so, so mean…"

Aizetsu looked down upon his girlfriend who was now in tears on the ground.

"Is this your first encounter with bullies?"

"I…I've dealt with jerks at school before, but nothing like this…They knew exactly what to say to me, it made me feel so worthless…"

Aizetsu placed his hand on top of [Y/N] head, He gently patted and rubbed her head. It was seemingly something that made her feel better. Yet Aizetsu had the expression of sorrow. Something she could notice from her point of view. It's like a comforting, yet sorrowful gaze at the same time.

"You're far from worthless. This world is just cruel."

"Thanks darling, you always know just the right things to say. I just don't get why they had to be so mean, what did I ever do to them? I'm such a good person, I just want to do the right thing all the time…It just feels so unfair and-"

[Y/N] sentence was cut off by a big sob, her face buried into Aizetsu's chest.

"It's alright.. You don't have to bear it all alone this time, Darling. I'm here by your side. I'll always be around in your times in need."

Aizetsu spoke while continuing to comfort his girlfriend, He wrapped his arms around her body to warm her up when she was starting to feel cold while sniffling out her cries with tears all over her beautiful face.

[Y/N] wiped the tears from her face and was breathing somewhat hard. She had her arms wrapped around her boyfriend and was smiling at him. She placed her head on his chest so she could listen to his heartbeat.

"Thank you. I'm so happy you're here with me. I'm sorry you had to see me like this…"

"No… No need to be sorry.."

Aizetsu stroked her hair, gently. He had his back turned against her as he started to lean in and gently placed his lips on the top of her forehead.. Such a loving expression.

"Your beautiful face will always be the light that keeps me away from the darkness of sorrow.." Aizetsu whispered in [Y/N] ear, his voice gentle.

[Y/N] felt like she was in heaven for those few seconds. Like the world completely blocked out, only Aizetsu and her. They were the only two on earth, the only two that truly mattered. She was smiling softly, her heart beating like crazy from how amazing the kiss was. She ran her fingers through his black hair, gently stroking his cheek.

Aizetsu smiled while having his arms wrapped around his girlfriend. He enjoyed every single second of the kiss, his heart started to beat faster as he slowly leaned his head on her neck. His Legs started to wrap around her body in a circular way, as if it was trying to embrace the love they both had for each other. He had not felt such bliss in a long time.

[Y/N] was breathing heavily because of how into the kiss she was. Her arms were wrapped around Aizetsu’s muscles, almost like she was trying to hang on for dear life. She was still stroking his hair but her speed picked up, she just needed to caress him all over his head. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, just basking in the love shared between them both.

Aizetsu's gentle and smooth voice rang out in the clear silence of the night, with his dark and angelic wings wrapped around the couple and his girlfriend cradled in his arms. He sang a song of sorrow in order to make her feel better. The lyrics were about the love-hate nature of people and their souls. Each and every word resonated deeply within the soul of the poor, innocent girl.

[Y/N] could feel Aizetsu's song fill her body. It was like a warm embrace in the middle of winter. The way he was singing was like magic. [Y/N] could feel herself being put into a trance, his voice sounding like a symphony of angels in love. As she listened to his angelic voice and his lyrics which were like poetry crafted to touch the deepest parts of one's soul, she felt herself be completely healed from the inside out. She felt like she was finally home within her lover's arms.

KARAKU:

Karaku smiled widely upon seeing his girl feeling a bit blue, his smile slowly spreading across his face like a bright emerald green. For someone like Karaku who had a demonic appearance, him showing such an expression made his eyes glowed like emeralds, giving him a very innocent look. He hugged [Y/N] tightly from behind as he whispered softly into her ear.

"Hey, hey hey hey… It's okay babe.. I'm here for you right?~ Don't be afraid, you have me and I'll be staying right here for you. Okay?"

[Y/N] melted at Karaku's comforting touch and voice as she looked up at him with watery eyes and a small smile

"Thank you, that means a lot… I've just been feeling kinda overwhelmed lately."

She then hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Let it all out, my girl."

Karaku held her head up high and rested it on his shoulders as he stroked her head with his free hand

"My girl is so strong, don't you think so? I'm so proud of you for holding it up for me like this. I'm sure once you are done with letting it all out, you'll feel so much better. As for as long as you have me to be by your side, I'll be here. You are never alone. I love you."

Tears streamed down [Y/N] puffy face as she cried softly into his shoulder. Her heart was filled with both gratitude and love for Karaku

"Thank you… You are so kind to me… I… Thank you…"

After a few moments, her soft cries turned into sniffles and she started to regain her composure. [Y/N] pulled away from Karaku to look up at him with watery eyes and a small smile

"I love you too…"

Karaku chuckled a bit loudly as he was still stroking her head. He then slowly moved his free hand onto her breasts and poked it playfully. He stopped for a couple moments and stared deeply into her eyes

"You're so cute~."

Karaku chuckled and hugged her tighter as he caressing her cheek, he then winked seductively

"And you're mine. Don't think about running just yet~

[Y/N] blushed heavily and laughed a bit as soon as she felt his hand on her breasts. She looked up at him with a mix of surprise and amusement as he continued to caress her cheek. She quickly looked away, embarrassed but still smiling

"Alright, alright. I get it."

She was blushing heavily now as she said

"Stop it Karaku…"

Karaku laughed mischievously as he continued to stare at her flushed face with a smile. He was enjoying teasing her

"Hmm? Why should I stop babe? Is someone feeling shy all of the sudden~?"

Karaku leaned forward and placed his hand on [Y/N] lips, he then started to blow softly. All he wanted was for her to feel good with his caressing touch

[Y/N] was extremely flustered and her heart was pounding loudly in her chest now as Karaku continued to tease her. She was trying to resist him, but as always, Karaku knew how to get her right where he wanted her.

She couldn’t help but softly moan as he caressed her breasts. Her breathing grew heavy and she closed her eyes and let her mind go blank as he touched her.

"H-hey…"

Karaku's face lit up when he saw his girl get so red. He smirked a little knowing that he managed to melt her once again. He slowly reached his hands to [Y/N] hair and caressing her slowly. Karaku had a devilish gleam in his eyes, he began to lean forward until their foreheads were so close

"Hey yourself."

Karaku stared deep into her eyes for a few moments, a slight smirk painted on his lips. His emerald eyes flashed in the candlelight, he winked one eye at her, making her flustered once again.

[Y/N] heart was beating quickly as Karaku leaned closer and closer. She felt her body get warm and her heartbeat increase even despite her best efforts to remain calm. Her cheeks were bright red. She kept averting her eyes but Karaku’s charm was too much to resist. She soon got lost in the moment as well, enjoying the intimacy on display

"K-karaku… I.."

She was so flustered that she could barely speak. She could only manage to stutter, making it hard for her to get what she wanted to say out.

Karaku began to caress her ass with his other hand, his eyes still glaring in the candlelight as he watched her face. His smile slowly grew bigger as he saw her slowly being overwhelmed by lustful desires. He chuckled as he leaned forward a bit more.

"So you finally got lost in the moment huh? So cute.. You are so easy to get in this state, my girl. Don't worry I really like it…"

Karaku continued to gently caress her face and leaned in forward more as he grinned widely, his eyes twinkling in the candlelight.

[Y/N] blushed heavily as she felt his hands on her. She felt butterflies in her stomach and her heart was pounding quickly. She felt her heart race even faster as he caressed her cheek and began to lean in closer. She felt her breath quicken as she looked into his eyes, a small blush still on her cheeks

"Y…Yea I.. uh.. you got me Karaku.."

[Y/N] looked away again, embarrassed, but this time she wasn't resisting anymore. She was completely hooked on him and his charm, just as always.

rio ranger doodles :P

I've seen your post about humanS/O, who hates humanity and willingly helps demons. Can I request same headcanons for Enmu, Douma and Kokushibo?

Enmu

It confused him. You were a human why would you turn your back on the other humans?? Nevertheless he agreed to let you fight with him on the train. He was still curious about why wouldn't become a demon if you hated humans so much everytime he offered to bring you to Muzan you would decline. He's impressed with your strength. Your almost as strong as him and if you would become a demon you'd surely be 10x stronger than him.

Douma

He truly believes that all humans are weak and useless. So why does he have feelings for you? Why does he find himself wanting to know more about you? A weak human. He tries to get you to become a demon. "Darling pleaseee~ If you become a demon we can live together forever~!!!" He allows you to fight by his side at the infinity palace. He's really shocked Muzan allowed you to stay with him at the infinity palace but he doesn't dare question Muzan about why.

Kokushibo

Like Douma,he truly believes that demons are better than humans and that all humans are weak. But even so he feels himself falling for you. You always made sure he was taken care of. Whether it be you making sure he wasn't hungry or that he had enough energy. It made him question humans as a whole. Maybe all of them aren't that bad? Maybe he was wrong about humans?

Thank you for your request! Have a nice day/night!

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐒/𝐎!

includes ;; muzan, kokushibo, doma, akaza, hantengu + clones, gyokko, gyutaro, daki, nakime, rui, enmu content ;; tw: blood/mentions of blood, fluff (?), possessiveness, jealousy, slight yandere themes (?), biting a/n ;; just wanted to remind those who forgot! marechi refers to a special (intoxicating to demons) blood quality that only a handful of humans possess! + i wanted to include as many demons as i could, so apologies for the long post!

☆☆☆ # muzan kibutsuji !

he's known it since the start. in fact, it does make you special to him, its the reason why he noticed you so blatantly amidst other humans in the first place.

would try to use your blood in his research. after all, when would he get his hands on another marechi again? another 50 years?

but unfortunately for him. . . he's very fond of you.

at the back of his mind, whenever he takes you out for the night or watches you resting, he thinks to himself: when will you, and your blood outlive its usefulness? and when would be the perfect time to turn you into a demon?

surely you'd be very impressive as a demon.

he smiles to himself at the thought, looking over at your sleeping form with a tender feeling blooming inside of his chest.

☆☆☆ # kokushibo !

its. . . not surprising in the least. he could tell right away that something was off about you. its only when you clumsily hurt yourself that he confirms that you are a marechi.

he can suppress the urge to bite or eat you well enough, your just-- intoxicating to him altogether.

he likes to be near you now more than ever, accepting any kind of physical touch as a comfort.

likes to have you sit on his lap or have a hand on you whenever he can.

he would not allow any other demon (or anyone in general) to lay their hands upon you.

takes it as a challenge when someone oversteps their boundaries to you. will become violent as he's extremely protective of you + with added heft because of the fact that you are a marechi

☆☆☆ # doma !

he, like all the other demons, know just how rare a marechi is!

if he thought you weren't distracting before-! NOW, you are all he can think of

better than anything his followers could give him; no jewels, no gold, no praise could ever be worth more (it couldn't before he learned this, but now! now that he knows he's ecstatic!)

you whole-heartedly hold his all of his affections and adoration!

doesn't like the idea of fighting others over you (if its a lesser demon or a lower rank, he'll demolish them without a second thought. . .) but fighting someone like kokushibo is unthinkable!

but you know. . . he would.

becomes extremely possessive over you, not quite jealous per se. . . but he does need to know where you are at all times + occupy your space almost 24/7

gosh, you are just so damned precious aren't you?

☆☆☆ # akaza !

learning that you're a marechi is honestly. . . pretty bad news.

he worries that something bad could happen to you (being involved with demons after all) and that there's a chance he can't protect you like he wants

he doesn't mind your blood (his training disciplines him enough to not mind the fact that you're literally intoxicating)

spends a bit too much time with you, reassuring you that he's there for you and holding you. (side note: loves when you lay on him)

would not do anything without your permission, but if he thought turning you into a demon or hiding you was the right thing to do, he would say so

other than that, he's still your partner, through and through

☆☆☆ # hantengu + clones !

someone would have to point out to hantengu that you were, in fact, a marechi. and if that person was an upper rank demon, you can bet his personalities would split in fear

sekido, turns his rage onto the other clones and demons. they are inferior and could not keep you safe like he could

karaku, would love spending time with you, who cares about your. . . very potent blood? he's way more affectionate now that he knows

aizetsu, is (obviously) devastated to learn this. what if he's unable to protect you?. . . like karaku, he likes to be near you, laying his head on your lap when he can for comfort.

urogi, adores you! being a marechi doesn't really change a thing about what he thinks

zohakuten, is the one who can 'actually' protect you and makes it his sole purpose. after all, you do mean everything to him, its his job to do so.

when the clones learn about your blood, everything seems to be scaled up to 100 with them. . .

☆☆☆ # gyokko !

ugh! this is perfect! perfect! PERFECT!

it took him a moment too long to catch onto that-- particular smell that always followed you. he was always too preoccupied on his work or trying to garner your attention to realize it!

then it hit him like a pile of bricks.

you were a marechi! his own one of a kind work of art!

your blood crafted by the gods themselves and blessed upon him! of all people!

like the ❛true work of art❜ you are, he likes to flaunt and taunt the other demons with his relationship to you. (would definitely do that thing where he hides behind you and sticks his tongue out at them)

his body/tail is almost always encircling you (protective or possessive gesture? . . . maybe a bit of both)

i mean, in his eyes, you've always carried unique + immense beauty; but to have all the other demons jealous of him is the cherry on top! for a while (maybe a few decades or so) you and your presence become his ultimate muse

☆☆☆ # gyutaro !

conflicted about the fact when he finds out.

what is he supposed to do with you now? of course, of course! on top of being flawless in his eyes you're also a damned marechi! ACTUALLY FLAWLESS

(he's pissed off + currently picking the hell out of his skin with anxiety and frustration)

how could you hide something like this from him?! then, he calms down as ❛all is revealed to him❜

you're his, plain and simple. what's there to be jealous or insecure about? the problem (in his mind) lies within the other demons

currently: a little more clingy and teasing towards you. definitely likes to try and embarrass you by showering you with affection

overall, just indulging in your presence.

☆☆☆ # daki !

would not be able to tell on her own that you're a marechi, and when she learns that you are-- its like a dark heavy veil falls upon her: ❛you. . . WHAT?!!!❜

would try to bite you, and there's like a 50/50 chance she regrets the thought. or actually does it. . .

hopes you'll ❛get over it❜ and come cuddle with her again ♡

without a doubt, she thinks no one could over-power her to get to you (when/if proved wrong) she starts to cry because 1, she's weaker than she thought and 2, because what's going to happen to you if she can't protect you?

if she did ask her brother for help, she'd actually doubt him too. would gyutaro try and take you? because she'd fight with him too. . . just wouldn't want to resort to that.

she's not overtly possessive, but your dead wrong if you think she wouldn't be the literal embodiment of jealousy

would be really proud to be with you

☆☆☆ # nakime !

the biwa demon tries to care less when its revealed to her that you're a marechi:

❛is that a fact?❜

you've always been her source of comfort, its usually very reassuring to have you near her. . . but lately, its hard for her to concentrate on-just about anything she does.

is whole-heartedly trying to focus on her biwa and physically wincing at every missed note. . . but how can she when you're just sitting there overwhelming her thoughts?!

she's always adored your attention, and now that playing her instrument has become a tad distracting to her. . . she likes to spend time with you personally. you're thoughts on her infinity castle? would you like a tour of her favorite spots? and one new feature she is currently in love with is: holding your hands in hers.

wouldn't like confrontation with other demons, a physical fight is off the table. . . but she could sure hide you better.

☆☆☆ # rui !

accidentally cuts you with a string while the two of you are playing cats cradle.

is very interested in a ❛marechi❜ (at first he doesn't know what to call you as he's never encountered someone with your kind of blood before)

is over protective, to the point of casual violence (will casually slice up a demon that thinks you'd make a good meal)

besides the effect it has on other demons, rui doesn't seem to mind in the slightest. from the smell to the physical effects your blood has on him. . . its pretty minimal

but he can always be jealous-- and petty (he's 100% smiling at the prospect of fighting other demons over you)

really. he wouldn't allow anything to separate you from him. not because of anything. so your stuck with him, marechi or not.

☆☆☆ # enmu !

initially thinks that this is a WONDERFUL revelation!

then he's internally conflicted by the idea of eating you or spending his life with you. and will be for a long time.

dammit! just give him some of your blood!

becomes pesky pesky enmu.

and does revel in the fact that he can just openly lay on you, bothering and being as close as possible to you!

wants to spend a ton of time with you now that he knows + starts asking questions

finally thinks that turning you into a demon could be an amazing idea! : would your special blood make you stronger? would you be stronger than him? oh the possibilities!

but. . . as much as he loves having fun with you. . . he does care about your health. . . a little too much. everything in him is so conflicting right now.

Hello!!! Can I have a yandere twisted Astro mayhaps?? :0 or just twisted Astro if youre more comfortable, headcanon or oneshot, its up to you!! Either way thank you and I hope u have a nice day/night :)

● Forever in his arms.

Yandere!Astro x toon!reader

Warnings: Yandere, Asphyxiation, Delusions, forced affection, astro is abit mean in the first half

Notes: This is my first yandere fic it might not be the best sorry! but i hope you enjoy reading! also i couldnt get the images to work so i just didnt add them..

A smile would grace your face as you finished your fourth machine, two more to go! This was your last floor till you were able to finally go back up. You snickered abit at the thought of being able to brag about how to gotten to such a high floor all by yourself AND finally being able to sleep.

Venturing off to find your second to last machine, noticing a twisted Cosmo approaching you quickly hid behind two boxes and a shelf. Sitting there for abit you peeked to see if Cosmo was gone. This caused you to fail to notice a certain sleepy twisted approaching you.

Closing your eyes and sighing thinking that the coast is clear, you twirled around just to be grabbed by the throat at slammed against the wall. Your head would hurt as you writhed trying to escape its grasp though Astro being the stronger one was unphased by your attempts.

Thrashing and kicking and yelling you grasped the hand around your neck and pulled on it hoping his grip would lighten. Your panic filled eyes would meet tearful ones, recognizing them. tears gathered in your eyes you choked out "S-Stop! Stop Astro!" you pleaded so fearful you forgot that this wasn't your friend.

Hearing this put a thought in his ichor fogged head making him remember.. something. Although he could slightly remember it. You had stopped him with a worried look in your face , although he couldn't remember anymore than that. What he did know is remembering it made him feel.. something.

He felt warm.. warm like... a hug.. -wait a hug? This thought caused a picture to finally resurface, of you hugging him. This made his hand loosen and fall to his side. You fell to the ground and scrambled to catch your breath.

As your breathing somewhat calmed you quickly got up and ran. This would cause him to come back to his senses. No.. you couldn't leave.. he loved you so much.. he yearned for you to hug him again.. he yearned.. for you, he would make sure you NEVER left. As you ran trying to find a place to hide still trying to catch your breath you failed to notice you were running toward a research capsule.

As you approached it you finally noticed it, you were too late and tripped over it. Falling to the ground, before you could even try to get back up four arms picked you up rendering you helpless. Struggling in his hold trying to get out as he turned you toward himself. You looked at him sobbing thinking that you'd never see your friends again. To him you always looked so beautiful even when your crying like this.

You looked cute crying, but he was sure you'd look even better with a grin. Using on of his hands pat your head and the other to cup your cheek and wipe away your tears. It felt so good to be in your embrace once more.

You slowly stopped trying to get out realizing that wasn't gonna work. "It's okay.. everything's okay now.." he said bringing you closer to him. It was good you stopped trying, it was always gonna be useless. No matter how much you ran he would always catch you. He hoped this meant you loved him too. You would forever be in his arms.

One of a kind

Pairing: Kokushibo x Reincarnated Fem!Y/n

-*-*--*-*--*-*--*-*--*-*--*-*--*-*--*-*-

When he was still human he had found life boring and stale, and that was no secret at all. Time passed far slower and painfully dull. But when he married it was as if the gods had finally enlightened him. His wife was one out of many and in those many years he has never forgotten you. How the moons passed and every time he got slight glimpses of it he remembered how no greater glow lived in this world since you had passed. 

But Gods always were cruel. Had he come back to you any time when you still graced the earth with your soul then he would have asked if you would have joined him too. However the one time he had found your old home. You had been slaughtered. At the fellow hands of his brethren. 

Your kids are nowhere in sight. It eased his mind but a bit. However for many nights he had stayed next to your decomposing corpse. His hunger subsided as he held you. Cradling you as he had done nights where your pregnant belly was too much to bare. 

He would much rather live in a world where you rested peacefully than forever tied down to a world that forced you to kill. 

After almost nothing remained he had buried you. Finally at ease and with it you took his heart. His heart no longer had that burning passion it had before. It emptied and the glass was half full. When he had killed his brother it felt as if all of it was finally gone. 

He was just  upper moon one. And that is all he would be. Vague memories lived on in the depths of his mind, stashed away was the flute he made for his dearest brother and next to it a hairpin that he had bestowed on you before your wedding. His two most prized objects. 

And they were laying out far from his reach. How did he get here? How on earth did it end this way? 

Tonight he knew he would have encountered a slayer. He knew that but he needn’t frighten himself. No greater power known to man could make him fear. 

But those same eyes that had watched him with nothing but adoration and then hatred when he had abandoned them. Now haunted his very core. The gods are cruel and they tortured him since he could remember. 

He didn’t care for slayers. Didn’t care enough, just ended their lives and that was all that they got from him. 

However those eyes that had once stared at him were here once again. A different kind of hatred now stared back at him. One of disgust. Perhaps even fear too. Somehow, Someway your figure stood before him. 

Your hands how calloused over as it held onto the handle of your blade, Those eyes piercing right through his very core.The once elegance you had the poise it all vanished as he stood as your enemy. 

It was then he realized he would rather prefer you be his enemy than have to kill you and have to live in a world where you didn’t exist at all. 

He knew he was crazy, mad perhaps and he wondered did you remember too. 

“..what is your… Name?” He asked speaking after so long of not sparing his breath. 

Your eyes widened a little. The hold on your blade never loosening but the pattern of your heart elevated. 

“I’m Y/n.” You speak with the voice he has never forgotten

Oh how awful of a crude joke this was. Standing as enemies when years ago you stood together as each other’s 

Yes. There was obvious differences in you of the past and you of the now. But beneath all that you were still the same. He wanted to say his sorrys for abandoning you, abandoning his family. Wanted to say some apology and in hopes that somehow you remembered it all. 

If he were any less than sane he’d probably turn you into a demon be at his side as you always should have been. But those eyes never held any recollection.

Did you cry when he left? How hard did you cry? Did you really hate him or want him back? Did you suffer when you died? Did you know where his children were? Did you go down protecting them? Or did you have a quick death?

“Do you…remember who i am?” He asked hand now resting on his own handle.

“I’ve never met anyone like you before” 

He knew that was going to happen. He did. And it didn't make it hurt any less than it does.

“You are the upper moon one. And I may not be able to kill you. But i'd rather go down trying than never knowing i had a chance” 

Fights always bored him. They always ended far sooner than he would have hoped. But this was taking too long. He knew why. His own hesitance withheld him and he didn't know why.

Why did he not want to kill you? Why on earth were you the only thing that kept him the least bit happy when nothing ever seemed too. What was so special about you in the first place? 

For the first time ever he felt a shiver run up his spine and for the first time ever he let a slayer live.

Sinfully Gorgeous

Vox x (fem) Reader

Overlord reader

Word count: 3k

Smut

part 2 posted

✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚.₊ °✦ ‧ ‧ ₊ ˚✧

“Yes that’s fine. I’ll be there soon.” Your footsteps echoed down the hall as you talked on the phone. Of course you had a talk show tonight with the infamous Vox. 

And of course you didn’t want to go. Who in their right mind wanted to ever speak to that insufferable tv headed fuck? Surely not you. 

[Y/N] the fashion overlord. Of course your new run of clothing is coming out soon. So a little push out to the public would help. Perhaps this wasn’t all bad. 

He got viewers and you got customers. Doesn’t mean you have to be best friends and sure as hell doesn’t mean you have to speak to him outside of the professional setting. 

Smile, state why they should be your brand and leave. 

Easy enough. 

You walked into your room and headed to the walk in closet. One of your prized possessions.  That black fuzzy faux coat. It went well with your red sparkly corset and skin tight black jeans. 

You did up your hair and makeup perfecting your look but also keeping it simple. 

Your new clothing line was called ‘Sinfully Gorgeous’ keeping a more classy style while also being sexy. 

It would bring in the newer souls and possibly older. Though you weren’t too sure with the last set you had planned. 

With make up finished, heels on and hopping into your cab you let out a breath. This was going to be something. So you mentally prepared yourself with snarky remarks you could say if he decided to jab a few himself.

The cab pulled up to the V’s tower. A man in a tailored suit came up to open your door giving a polite smile. You gave one back as you slid out of your seat. Heels clicking as you walked up to the front of the Building. A crowd had formed behind the flimsy ropes that lead to the entrance. 

You being the icon you were stopped for a few photos. Noticing some of your collections on people. Heart swelling as the obvious indicators that people loved your brand. 

The front door opened and you were rushed to the showroom. A couch in front of Vox’s desk was arranged for you. 

At least he was kind enough to get a couch for you. Most of his other guests got that uncomfortable looking chair. You sat down on the soft material of the couch and let out a content sigh. It did feel nice, perhaps these two hours wouldn’t be so bad. 

After about 5 minutes the lights went out and a spinning noise sounded from the chair behind the desk. 

“Toooooop of the hour!” The lights turned back on and there was Vox. Doing one last spin before he sat still smiling into the camera in front of him. “Today we will be discussing Hell's most fashionable overlord {Y/}!” He hit the camera to pan over to you. Sitting up right you gave a wave and a quick hello. 

“Well {Y/N} It has been forever since I’ve seen you.” He leaned back in his seat as the camera panned out to show you both fully. You mentally cussed him out at his unprofessional intro. He has always annoyed you with how he does things. 

“It has, It’s so lovely to see you again.” Despite your annoyance you talked in an excited tone. Good enough to fool the sinners at home watching. 

“Oh no need to lie.” Vox chuckled and leaned over his desk. Head rested on his knuckles. 

Your eyes twitch slightly but you decide to glaze over his comment. “Oh I'm not, wouldn’t anyone miss a man as handsome as yourself?” You cooed and leaned over. Chin on your palm. He gave a puzzled look before smirking. “Perhaps Valentino could get us a shoot together.” He joked loving the way your face scrunched up in slight disgust and annoyance. He himself would rather die again than ever be in the same room as you. But this brought you both money so he as well as you sucked it up for the time being. 

A fake audience of oohs and laughter filled the room at Vox comment. He chuckled and leaned back in his chair waiting for your response. 

“I’m sure he could. Though I'm not so sure you could afford me.” You responded in a lower tone. The smile he gave was tight and his screen glitched slightly in annoyance. 

“Ahha.. right. Anyways, why don’t you tell us a little about your new clothing line? I’m sure the viewers are dying to see a sneak peak of your work.” He titled his head, eyeing you curiously. 

“Oh yes. Lets show the photos why don’t we.” A devilicious smirk crossed your face. You knew he was going to be pissed off once he saw the photos. 

“Alright let's see them.” He turned his chair to the projector screen. On display was your logo. He pressed a button on his remote and the first photo popped up. 

You looked at him from the corner of your eye. His face scrunched up and blue sparks illuminated from him for a moment. He was so pissed. 

The model in the photo was no other than the Radio Demon. Alastor had been a major fan of your suites and collections of modest yet fashionable attire. So he was the best fit to show off your newest ‘Sinfully Gorgeous.’ suit. The black coat went all the way down his form. . With a dress waist coat underneath that was a deep red and black swirls. His pants were the same black as his coat with the shoes having the red accent on the toes. In the next photo it was him holding the coat over his shoulder. His deer tail was on display as his back was being shown. 

“Oh how lovely..” Vox sneered and went through the next pictures. Most being your models just showing off the modest collection. The sexier outfits were being saved for your fashion show next week. 

A satisfied smirk played on your face throughout the rest of the interview. Which was just chatting about how you came up with the idea and the pricing on most of them. 

He had already offered you in private to host your fashion show but to boost views you acted as if it was a surprise when he mentioned it on the show. 

Voxtek would be sponsoring the Sinfully Gorgeous fashion show. Meaning Vox would be up in his room watching over the program. Making sure all goes smoothly with his team. 

—

Well the show ended with a happy audience. Your phone was blowing up. So was your email. You had to get ready for next week's fashion show. As Well as figure out how Alastor would even be able to be in it. He didn’t show up on the newer cameras. Those photos he took for the shoot were done on his camera and edited to look new. 

Perhaps he would just be a special feature for those in the audience. 

Not only were there many business emails but so many screen shots from the show. 

You regretted saying he was handsome. You could guess he regretted mentioning how Valentino could get them a shoot. As every clip from the show was that moment. People speculating you two had something going on or there would be a sex tape leaked for a future collaboration. 

As Vox was partners with the highest Pornography company in hell and you ran the highest clothing brand which they bought from. 

Though the idea of that made you sick, the idea of cash made you ponder it. Nah. You let out a laugh at how stupid that was. You were already rich, you didn’t need to be seen with a naked tv man to get richer. 

—

Today was the day of the fashion show. Vox sat in his surveillance room to look over the show. His team had set up the cameras and were recording as they waited for the show to begin. 

He rolled his eyes and sat back in his seat. He did not care to watch this let alone see you. It was supposed to show more.. Revealing sets but he didn’t find any of the models attractive. 

So as the show went on he sat in silence. Just observing. Annoyance as Alastor was shown. Glitching out his cameras. 

They didn’t go back to normal till he left. Claw marks dug into Voxs desk as the sight of the Radio Demon irked him. He was already glitching out and grateful the show was almost done. 

Until the lights turned off and he couldn’t see much. 

“Ladies and gentleman your designer and most fashionable overlord {Y?N}!” The announcer's voice played over the area. 

You walked onto the runway. The lights slowly turned on. A warm red glow illuminated from the stage. Red smoke burst up as you walked down the runway. 

The outfit you were displaying revealed every bit of you. The pink lacing was so see through your nipples shown. The bottom half left nothing to the imagination as it was just a thin strip. 

Your hair was done up with pink hearts to match your outfit. Most of the items in the collection were modest. Covering yet sexy. 

Not this one. 

This was your prized possession. Something for the bedroom. Cute and revealing. 

Vox’s eyes widened as he watched you. Your cat walk was something in this outfit. Leaving nothing for him to have to imagine. 

You were on full display. No one had ever seen you like this. You don't often model these kinds of outfits. 

So to see you was something. 

He hated how hard he could feel himself getting. He turned his chair over to his other monitor. It was a closer up shot of you. His eyes winded and his red saliva sid from his mouth. You were quite the sinful sight. The way you strutted knowing that half the crowd was drooling set him off. 

He hated you. You were annoying and the biggest part. You were associate with that fucking Alastor. 

Though right now he forgot all about that as he slid his hands down to unzip his fly. Sliding hand into his boxers to pull out his dick. He had about 2 minutes to finish before you were backstage again. 

He quickly began to stroke himself. His eyes never left you. 

He eyed you up and down. Moving his hand faster as you spun around showing off your ass. It was not covered. Causing his dick to twitch. Static illuminated from him. He leaned his head back as he moved his hand faster. His dick twitching and lord how he wished this was your hand instead.

He hated you but hate could be ignored, especially if your mouth was filled by his dick. 

His screen began to glitch and a low groan escaped his mouth. 

“F-f–fuckk.” His voice glitched out as he grew closer. He pictured you down on your knees in front of him in that damn outfit. Maybe that idea of you two doing a shoot together wasn’t so bad.

He completely glitched out the second his cum spurted from his dick. He shook as pleasure took over his body. God was this embarrassing but he couldn’t help himself. You looked so.. What was this brand called..

Sinfully Gorgeous. 

—-

The fashion show was a success. You had never seen your store so packed. Let alone run out of stock that fast. Safe to say your little cat walk got plenty of horny sinners buying. 

You thought all was said and done. It would be normal. Having your models display the items till a new line comes out. The hype would die down. 

No. 

An interesting email came through from no other than Valentino.  

“Dear {Y/N} it has come to my attention that we could strike a rather, erotic deal. Come in for a shoot with a man of my choosing with that dazzling outfit you had on the other night and you won’t regret the outcome. I’m sure our deal would spark up quite the talk in Hell and perhaps lead our companies to greater success.”

Oh so now Val not only wanted to buy from you but also buy you. 

Perhaps a shoot wouldn’t be so bad. Show off your brand. Have sex and call it that. Watch more money rack in. Perhaps it could help the next line be even better,

So you responded back agreeing and asking for a script. Mentally knowing that half his pornos had shit scripts. 

He was lucky that Angel Dust could act. 

—

So the script was sent. All was being worked on. You just had no clue who it was that Val had picked for your partner. He said it would be someone somewhat well known. So you googled his famous porn actors. A few sparked your interest and others not so much. So you prepared yourself for the day. 

Surely it wouldn't be so bad. You had some acting in your time on Earth and sex wasn’t new. 

You walked into the set on the day of the shoot. In your pink outfit. Though a robe covered you up for the time being. 

Valentino greeted you and showed you over to the shooting area. It was a pink bed with plenty of pillows. Even your logo in flashy lights over the bed. This was definitely an obvious brand deal. 

“So you ready?” Vals voice echoed in your ear as you turned to him. “Yep. Ready. Can’t wait to see who you chose.” You smirked and walked up to the bed. Laying down on your stomach. Your ass on display. Valentino sat down in his director's chair and nodded to his crew. The lights dimmed, the cameras turned on and Val yelled action. 

You lay on the bed wiggling your ass a little reading your fake book given. Footsteps filled your ears and you looked up expecting to see some random man you had never seen before. 

A moment of shock filled your face as Vox stood there. 

He had on a cropped police officer outfit and tight pink pants with a white belt. He didn’t fit the color pink well but it wouldn’t matter soon.

“What are you doing?” Your voice was curious. This script made no sense but now it made less sense. Why Vox? 

He pulled out his handcuffs which were per usual pink and fluffy. 

“I’m here to arrest you for breaking the law.” He smirked and walked over to the bed. You smirked and moved back. Back on the bed as you scooted away from him as he got closer.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You questioned innocently. “Public indecency is one for that fashion show stunt. Now I'm gonna have to punish you for exposing my viewers to such.. Sinful things.” His voice was deep and almost.. Alluring. He leaned over you and chuckled as he flipped you over quickly. You let out a gasp as he handcuffed you. 

His hands traveled up your body and stopped to grab your hair. Pulling your head back. 

“Now I’m gonna make you regret making a fool of my company.” His voice seethed in your ear and it was quite hot.. Though you hated Val for not telling it was gonna be Vox. The one over lord you truly could not stand. 

You let out a loud moan as he tugged your hair back and pressed his rock solid boner against you. It was a scripted moan but.. Something about it might have been a little real. 

“What a slut. You like this huh?” He shoved your face into the sheets as he grinded himself into you. The thin fabric covering your pussy was nothing against his boner. 

“Fuckk… yes.” Your voice was muffled from the sheets but it was loud enough for him to hear. “You're gonna take my cock like a good little slut.” He took off his pants quickly. Tossing the belt somewhere and the thin pink fabric was off somewhere as well. 

His twitching dick was out now and he slid the small fabric of your outfit aside. 

He slid off two of his nail claws and pushed those fingers inside you. 

You let out a low moan. This felt better than you imagined. You mentally hated that you were slightly enjoying this. His fingers pumped in and out of your wet pussy. He groaned and his voice glitched out as he watched you squirm under him. With your hands behind your back you couldn't move much but your moans of pleasure were enough to fuel his ego. 

This was far better than jerking himself off. 

After a while of fingering you and getting you wet he positioned himself to slide into you. 

“Why don’t you model for these people how good you are at taking my dick?” He chuckled his voice staticy as he pulled you back to his chest. 

“Yes sir.” You moaned as he slid inside you. The moan that escaped your mouth was not scripted. And it was purely pleasure. 

“Like this? I bet you do.. I’ve wanted to fuck you since that run way show.” He whispered in your ear. Low enough for no one else to hear. 

“Fuck you..” You groaned back in response. 

“I’m already fucking you.” He chuckled and pounded into you. His screen glitching and static coming off him. 

Each position showed off your outfit to the camera. Giving every angle of it. Though you had forgotten this was even a shoot. As you and Vox were caught up in the heated sex. The tension from all your encounters had caught up. Every ounce of hatred and annoyance being taken out in each thrust and hickey.

Valentino watched as you both fucked. Going off script and just doing your own thing. It worked though. Made it look real. This would bring in the bucks. 

“You like that huh? Fuciing me? You know.. Me and Alastor have done this a couple times too.” You whispered to him as he grabbed your legs. A smirk on your face as he glitched out and his claws dug into your skin at the mention of the Radio Demon. Though it wasn’t true. Alastor didn’t indulge in these activities; it was still fun to mess with Vox.

“We’ll i’m gonna fuck you so good you’ll forget about that tacky old piece of shit.” His voice was deep and he rammed into you. Moans escaped your lips and you felt yourself nearing your climax.

Vox on the other hand was glitching out majorly. He could feel himself on the verge of cumming. He couldn’t even see through the static displaying in his view. He slammed into you one last time before glitching out fully. 

“{Y/N}!” His voice was the deepest and loudest it had been. He glitched out his body fully staticing out as he cummed inside you. Your breathing was heavy as he tried to collect himself. 

Bite marks were all over him and claw marks lined your sides and legs. 

You both looked at each other. 

This was sure gonna bring in the bucks. 

“Cut!” Val yelled.

more valentino PLEASE 🙏

How does the saying go, "i want this man in ways that are concerning to feminism"?

I was thinking of how Angel used to live in V Tower and, how fucked up would it be for him to receive a good morning text from Val to head up to his room, and AD is thinking it's a booty call, but it's ACTUALLY Valentino being a manipulative piece of shit

Angel comes into the room and Valentino is already half or fully naked but like, he's not hard or anything and Angel is confused? The moth is just, chilling naked smoking with this satisfied look on his face? And Valentino just, gives him some menial command to run him a favor, and he pauses mid-sentence to turn and call out YOUR name before regarding his Fizz Bot, "Kitty, why don't you make my baby a drink?" and you're just like, slinking out from under the covers, ashamed that Angel now knows you slept with the Overlord, let alone someone you know uh, treats him pretty fucking poorly (although I imagine not like, the entire entire brutal extent of it, also, Angel Dust using Reader as a shield against Val because they're both calmer when you're around)

Could you imagine some scenario, platonic romantic it doesn't matter, where like. Angel is talking to Valentino and he sees you in the corner of his eye and he just stops mid sentence, does a double take, looks at you half naked in his boss' bed, and Val forces him to focus and carry on the conversation while he's crying. Angel is just all but sprinting out of the room by the time he's dismissed and Valentino may even play fucking mind games to make him like, MARINATE in how horrible this makes him feel. Valentino is dragging out the conversation and putting on his nail caps or doing his skincare routine at his vanity and making Angel sit there and wait as he's deliberate dragging on his sentences and constantly pausing but if Angel moves to leave Val snaps IMMEDIATELY. So Angel is just. Forced to stand there.

VALENTINO TALKING TO Y O U, MAKING YOU ACKNOWLEDGE ANGEL AND THE REVERSE. Valentino being manipulative and awful and shitty and doing shit like "so Angel baby, I was gonna take a trip to the spa tomorrow, mhm, and also hey you're coming too *looks at you* so Angel what do you think we should get my other amorcito over here done?" the evil bastard is making you two talk to each other, about each other, when you're both like, IN TEARS

Angel, trying to hold on to the last shreds of his sanity: s so... h have you... ever had a facial before

Valentino pausing from doing his mascara with the biggest shit eating grin on his face: oh yeah, someone just had a really, really BIG one

Reader, happily getting drunk off the drink Kitty brought you because it helps take away the pain of this entire interaction: a. .. a massage or something might be nice

Valentino, doing his contour: but baaaabe, I thought you told me you were shy about who puts their hands on your body. Are you trying to make me jealous?

Angel, desperately trying to ignore Val blowing you a kiss and you clearly having bites and hickies alllllllll over you like there wasn't a single inch of you the moth didn't put his hands mouth or otherwise on: uh huh! Cool! So! Guess we can! Decide later right! :)

Valentino, doing his nails: wrong 💅 I also need you to

And the mf is just doing that shit for like 20 minutes straight which doesn't SOUND like a lot but when you're standing there just talking and waiting and, especially having a moment like THIS, it's just DRAGGING ON, and when Angel finally leaves, you're crying, and here's Valentino, "awwww, pobrecita, come here, what's wrong?" and hugging you and you need the comfort and you're drunk and, now maybe you're just a little scared he's the only person you have left....

Also. Bonus round for the angst. Can you imagine. Angel runs off and it's you sleeping with Valentino that finally hurts him so much he's finally RUNNING running away, meeting Charlie, having another place to live. He's still working under contract but the second his shift ends he's out of the studio without another word because... he can't protect you anymore. He feels like this is his fault. He failed Molly and now he failed you and he's worthless and trash and an addict loser-- meanwhile you're beating yourself up because you've lost your only friend down here and also your biggest supporter and Valentino all but lovebombs you (and the worst part is, it's genuine and if you reject ANYTHING, he's getting Offended Bigly)

Ugh. Ok. I'm sorry. Finally finishing the post with one more thing. Valentino is definitely the type to give you expensive gifts and he doesn't actually care about the amount of money he spends on you BUT, will use the fact he's spent so much money on you to manipulate you IN A HEARTBEAT

And also. You're not allowed to reject gifts because it sets him off in like 5 different ways. "Oh so my gifts aren't good enough for you?" "Do you have any idea how much I spent on this?" "I TOOK THE TIME to get this for YOU" God forbid if it's something custom. Could you imagine he offers you something and he doesn't immediately tell you it's custom, like he's got sketches in a notebook somewhere, this is MADE WITH LOVE ableit his creepy obsessive love, and you could literally have a very polite "oh my gosh I couldn't that's so expensive I, I don't deserve it, wow" where you're obviously very happy but just shocked and feeling guilty, like a FLATTERING rejection that is obviously an insult to YOU, NOT him, and he's just. The switch fucking flips. His head tilts. He lets out a hum as his smile pulls way too tight. Lashes out within seconds. Grabs you. takes that jewelry or watch or expensive thing he bought you and literally forces it onto your body, and he's not screaming or raising his voice, he's getting right up in your face and growling out the deeeeeetails of how he got this for you until you're crying and apologizing for your ingratitude

Ugh he's so cunty and mean and awful UGH WHY WOULD I LET HIM HIT, he would use that heart shaped belt he has to put heart shaped welts on your ass and then set your cute bruised heart covered butt as his phone wallpaper and your icon in his contacts and save your name as Ropebunny or something rhfkcsbfkhdxkfh

HUNGRY (GORE)

HEAVEN STAR 🌟

Y/n have Eating disorder, no matter what she eats she will throw up.

・﹒・ saintly guardian

Summary: Your life could be better, but you were alive, that's all that mattered. After an extremely shitty day, you were shocked as an angel appeared in your livingroom claiming to be your new guardian angel from Heaven. At least he was cute

Warnings: 18+, implied sex, accidental voyeurism

Paring: Saint Peter x human!GN!reader

Notes: This is a long one! Hope you enjoy! Also my shit is never beta read so forgive any mistakes

You sighed loudly as you collapsed on your couch, so glad to finally be home after one of the worst days you've had in a while. Digging into your food, you browsed Netflix trying to find something good to watch so you could just sit back, eat, and relax. Even though you had an entire watchlist, nothing seemed appealing as you just threw on a movie you already watched ages ago just to have something on.

After finishing your food, you walked into the kitchen that was just a few steps away as your apartment was a studio, you put the dishes in the sink to clean later and refilled your drink. As you poured the liquid into the cup, a bright light suddenly engulfed you, causing you to flinch and get your drink all over the counter and floor. Covering your eyes, you gripped the glass as you wondered what the hell was that? After a few seconds, you deemed it to be safe and slowly removed one hand and opened your eye. Turning around, you gasped as you saw what looked to be an angel with white blonde hair and a worried expression looking at you. You couldn't believe your eyes.

"I'm sorry if I scared you! I didn't mean to are you ok?" The last sentence was rushed as he panicked, quickly walking over and making sure you're alright as he gently grabbed your shoulders. What was going on? Removing your other hand and opening your other eye, you just stared in shock and awe. You were nervous, very nervous. Were you dreaming? Did you die somehow? Your breathing got heavy as your mind raced with a million different possibilities when the angel cupped your face and spoke to you again, making sure you were looking at him.

"Hey, hey don't be scared! Oh Peter it's your first day as a guardian angel and you already scared your human..." He spoke to himself, very scared himself that he scared you. Wait- guardian angel?

"You're my...guardian angel?" You stared at him in even more shock. Angels are real. Guardian angels are real. And he was yours. Who even was he? You placed your hands on his shoulders as he smiled, it was a soft and awkward smile.

"Yes! Angels are sent down to Earth to watch over humans every so often to make sure they're on a path set for Heaven! You just so happened to be my assignment this time!" His mood instantly switched to happy and excited to talk about why he was sent down. You still were in a state of shock, slowly calming down from the inital scare as he removed his hands from your face and grabbed yours from his shoulders, holding them. The hold was firm yet gentle.

"And if this isn't all some dream...what is your name? Can I know the name of my guardian angel?" You spoke carefully, almost as if speaking any louder would fracture this whole interaction and you would wake up passed out on the couch. He then let your hands go and you started to mess with your fingers, biting your lip as you waited for his answer.

"Saint Peter" Saint Peter...that name was familiar. Wait- was this the same Saint Peter from the bible? You were familiar with Christianity but wasn't a believer, however you still couldn't fully believe depsite an angel straight up holding you.

"Oh well...my name is ___. Although, you probably knew that" You cracked a small smile yourself, the tension finally snapping and you started to accept the fact that this was real. There was no way you were tripping, you never did any hard drugs and barely drank alcohol, you were completely sober.

"Yeah, I uh...I did. Sorry if that's weird! I just-"

"No, no! It's fine! I would expect Heaven to know everything about me...God at least...or the other angels. Honestly you appearing out of nowhere was the weirdest thing that happened in my entire life so, you knowing my name is nothing" You chuckled and you watched as he chuckled with. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, you realized that he was incredibly cute. He was adorable!

"I'm still so sorry about that! This is the first time I ever was assigned to someone so...I got a little excited! Is there anything I can do to make up for it?" God- can you still say that?- he was the cutest thing ever. Oh no, were you forming a crush on him? On an angel? Your guardian angel?

"Hello? Are you there?" Peter's voice awakened you from your thoughts, shaking your head, you realized he was only a few inches from your face. Flustering and face warming, you jumped back and held your chest, damn! He was close! Too close!

"Oh shit I'm so sorry again! You weren't responding and I got concerned because you were staring off into space and I can't believe I scared my human again and-" You placed a hand on his shoulder as he started to ramble and look at the floor and you gave him a warm smile.

"It's ok Peter! You just wanted to make sure I was alright and you're new at this. If it makes you feel better- I'm glad I was your first assignment" His face went from anxious to awe, he stared at you with wide eyes and pale face turning to gold. Did angels have gold blood? Was he blushing?

"I- t-thank you! But seriously, if there's anything I can do to make up for scaring you twice now, please let me know!" He was so insistent on making it up to you, it made your heart do flips and butterflies form in your stomach. He might have been the only angel you've met, but he was certainly the cutest.

"I'll get back to you on that"

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━・

One month had passed since Saint Peter revealed himself as your guardian angel and your life hadn't gotten any better, well, it still sucked but he was always there to cheer you up. You couldn't help but slowly form an all-consuming crush on him, how couldn't you? He was the most pure being you ever met and he was always there to make you feel better after a bad day.

However, the crush didn't stop there. It turned into something so downright sinful you couldn't bear to let Peter know that you wanted to fuck him. But how could you not? He was so innocent and pure it made your heart do flips and butterflies always swarmed in your stomach when he was around. Honestly it was hard not to just grab him and kiss him and touch him. But you didn't want him to do things he wasn't comfortable with and without consent. And you also didn't want to risk going to hell. So you kept it secret and all your rather...intimate nights alone thinking about him.

The day was going normal, it was a day without Peter as he didn't stay with you 24/7 but that wasn't a big deal. Sure, you missed him a lot when he was gone, but you're sure he had duties back up in Heaven too. You sighed as you sat on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through your phone before becoming bored of that and tossing it on the couch. You stare at it as you pick up the remote and try to find something on the TV to watch, also ending up being in a mindless state of searching. Then, you thought of Peter and how adorable he was, and then, you were horny.

"Fuck" You cursed at how easily you got horny, especially for him. You had a choice- be pent up and force yourself to not masturbate, or masturbate. "Shit," standing up, you tossed the remote on the counter and grabbed your phone, heading to your bedroom.

Shutting the door, you sighed and put your phone on the nightstand before opening the drawer to reveal the plethora of sex toys. It was a decent amount- you had needs that needed met. However shamefully, you had gotten a few more because of Peter. Laying down and leaning back on your pillows, you had grabbed one and placed it on your sex, turning it on and biting your lip as you started to masturbate. Moaning Peter's name, you thought of him and it made you feel so dirty.

Unfortunately, you didn't hear the door open until it was too late, the sound of gasping made you freeze. Wiping your head up, you saw as a panicking Peter had covered his eyes and turned away from you in the doorway.

"I'm so sorry I heard you call my name and I thought you were calling for me I'm so sorry!" The poor angel was entirely gold- he did mention that angels have gold blood- as he blushed at the fact that he caught you masturbating about him. Now you're the panicking one as you shove the toy away under your sheets. You couldn't bring yourself to say a single word before you watched him hurry away, however, you brought yourself to say one.

"Wait!" You held out your hand as he froze, breathing heavy, you said it again as you considered carefully about what you were going to say.

"I'm the one that should be sorry! I-I never should have thought about you like that...I...understand if you don't want to be my assignment anymore..." Shame flushed through your veins as the weight of the situation finally hit. This wasn't some silly crush for a normal human guy- it was of an angel who was the most purest being you had ever known. He probably thinks you're disgusting now, someone that does deserve to go Hell. It was silent for a good while, you're not sure for how long, but the one who broke it was Peter.

"I...you're not the only one. And it's wrong I know I know!" He turned and removed his hands from his face, causing you to stare at shock at what he said. He felt the same?

"Angels should never fall for humans but you were so cute and I just had these dirty thoughts I couldn't get rid of and-" He was speaking so fast but you managed to cut him off before he could ramble even more.

"And why can't you get rid of them?" You teased, confidence suddenly rising as you smirked at the angel. Crawling towards him on the bed, he stood completely still as you got closer, wearing nothing but your shirt.

"I-uhm you just do something to me I don't know why! You're adorable and attractive and I just...I shouldn't...pleasure myself it's wrong!" Bless his soul...you pat the bed and said "come here" Peter gulped as he obeyed, soon standing right up against the edge. He stared at you like a deer in headlights and it was the cutest thing. Then, you decided to be bold. You rushed up and grabbed his neck, pulling him into a kiss. At first he didn't move, then he started to kiss back a little. You could tell he didn't have much experience with other people if any at all. Your heart was beating as fast as can be as he shakily wrapped his arms around you. After a few minutes, you pulled away, completely out of breath and he was too. Taking his arms off of you, he looked down at his mouth before putting one of his hands up to lightly touch his lips.

"I think I'm in love with you" You barely heard it, but it made your heart swell. That was your key to grab him again and drag him down, kissing him even more than before running your hands through his hair. This time, he was more eager to kiss you back, he was ready.

"Call this the favor. You're not going to be able to walk after tonight"

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━・

You awoke not with nobody by your side, but with your guardian angel all deshelved sleeping so soundly. That was the best sleep of your life. You had to untangle your body from his as you quietly shuffled to the bathroom to pee. You almost didn't want to leave him, but your bladder was too loud to ignore. Kissing his forehead, you made your way to the kitchen with only a large shirt on as you started to make breakfast.

The smell must have woken Peter up as he walked into the kitchen as well, yawning and rubbing his eye. Hair all down and messy, one wing up and one wing down, and his body was covered in your marks from last night and he was wearing nothing but his underwear he must have shrugged them on as they weren't even on all the way. Smiling, you watched as he sleepily slid into a dinning room chair.

"Good morning, my sweet angel"