A Commission Made By The Ever Amazing @katelynntheg, This Time Of Yuuno Scrya And Materiel-S/Stern.

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NSFW: headcanons about your sex life. hazbin hotel Adam x fem!reader That feeling when my drafts are almost halfway through the smut with Adam that I wanted to write, but at the last minute I stopped liking that text, so I switched to something else. Everything is (not) good. I wrote this text while listening to Landon Tewers - She Thinks of Me. the meaning of the song is not at all important and has nothing to do with the lyrics, I just liked the melody.

Adam has beautiful hands. Aesthetic. When he takes off his clothes and folds his arms across his chest, rests them on a surface, or carries heavy objects, his veins appear.

His fingers are thin and well-groomed, long, like those of a pianist, which Adam never was.

Just imagine the contrast it has on you during sex. His rough, sometimes wild, character and gentle movements of his hands that slide over your entire body while he whispers all sorts of dirty things in your ear. Imagine those hands touching your hips, squeezing your skin gently but noticeably to make you feel excited and excited, and then with a knee-baring grin, he leaves you unsatisfied.

Adam can and loves to tease. His hands pass dangerously close to your sensitive places, and his words are full of subtext and hints, which are sometimes not covered at all. And because many are accustomed to the character of Adam, who speaks complete nonsense, no one pays attention to the fact that Adam literally said that he would fuck you against that wall before entering heaven.

Adam sure has a sexy morning voice. He can lie on his back, finally finding a comfortable position without his wings getting in the way, one of his arms wedged under your body and resting on your side. He brushes the hair that is falling into his face back before turning his head in your direction. A smirk graces Adam’s face as he rolls onto his side and pulls you closer to him, allowing your two hot bodies to grind against each other. Adam wakes you up with a kiss behind your ear, slowly lowers himself to your neck and whispers some nonsense to you, but you don’t wake up or pretend to be asleep, he takes it as a challenge and the hand from your hip slowly slides down, straight into yours underpants.

Adam likes the cowgirl position when he's too tired but still wants you. This gives you both an imaginary sense of control: you control the speed of the process, Adam controls the movement of your hips.

He likes to look at your hips and butt, whether in tight pants/high-waisted shorts or skirts/dresses that contour your figure. Adam basically likes to look at you in tight clothes, style doesn't matter as long as you like it. Besides that, he likes to see his dick penetrate your body slowly or quickly (well, I mean, he likes to watch your pussy swallow his dick, let's be honest). He loves watching your breasts bounce rhythmically as you move. He loves the feeling of your fingers on his chest as you lean against him, finding a comfortable position.

If you don't mind having Adam's dick in you without having sex, then please allow him. He is overwhelmed by a feeling of unity that has not visited him since the time of Lilith and Eve.

Not against quick sex (or blowjob).

Speaking of fetishes, Adam loves creampies and he doesn’t hide the fact that he’s flattered by the idea of ​​impregnating you. And the latter is not so much a fetish as his sacred duty, because he seemed to be created for this? First man, first man and all that. However, if you can't get pregnant (or it's your mutual desire not to have children due to your lifestyle), he still loves creampies.

Adam loves to leave his marks on you: hickeys and bites, especially on your neck, arms, collarbones, chest, hips... In general, wherever he can reach with his mouth and lips. Adam likes to do this not only because he finds it sexy, but because of his insecurity. He had two wives who went to a dwarf duck! Somewhere in the subcortex of consciousness, Adam wants every living and dead soul to see that you are already busy with him and minding your own business.

Adam will probably let you do anything (within reason and as long as he feels like he's in a dominant position) if you praise him during sex or tell him you wouldn't choose anyone else over him. This will upset him.

I'm not sure exactly what word is supposed to mean what I'm about to say next (at least I've seen it called "happy way", but I can't be sure), but Adam has a faint trail of hair from his belly button to the groin. And although he takes care of himself (if you ask, he doesn’t care until it starts to get in the way), but he will never remove this particular hair.

His cock is worth forgetting about toys. So are his fingers.

Adam doesn't have a favorite place to have sex, but he prefers you to be alone. Teasing in public is a whole different story!

If you want to quickly excite Adam, then touch his wings. But this should not be a light touch to the tips of his feathers, but a targeted stroking of the growth area of ​​​​the wings and between the shoulder blades.

can i req a short scenario of muzan with a wife!reader (human or demon, it's up to you!) where they are just..so madly in love it's embarrassing for everyone else in the room (like the upper moons can't help but cringe at how in-love they are)? i've always found this idea funny lol

Like Lovesick Puppies

A/N- Hi anon, im sorry for the wait! Thank you for requesting, I had so much fun writing this short scenario, and I hope you like it!

The uppermoon meetings held a certain unprofessionalism— Mostly due to Douma’s incessant joking around, and the snide remarks that were thrown around without a second thought.

Muzan pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. He should have dismantled the uppermoons long ago— dealing with their childish dramatics and continuous failures to find the single flower he had been searching for was becoming too much to bare.

‘Remember, Muzan, you need them.’ Was a thought that repeated in his mind continuously, like a mantra.

As much as Muzan hated to admit it. The uppermoons were a great advantage to his side. They truly were his sole magnum opus.

His grip tightened on the flask he held, a slight crack appeared under the pressure of Muzan’s grip.

“Dearest, are you alright?” He paused at the sound of such a sweet, melodious voice that he recognized to be yours.

He inhaled.

He exhaled.

“No.” He admitted, he was not the type to beat around the bush, after all.

Before you could speak up, he continued.

“It’s been multiple decades—and these fools have done nothing of what I asked.” His voice lowered threateningly, the fortress trembling under the controlled vexation of his voice.

At this point, the Uppermoons had all silenced themselves—if not from instinct, then from the fear of getting punished by their Lord.

“I want the Ubuyashiki family dead—Yet, even that is too much to ask for, apparently.” Muzan spat, venom and sarcasm lacing his words. The flask completely shattered under Muzan’s grasp, and a prominent vein bulged out of his forehead.

He shot you a glance, observing your patient expression.

His attention was directed to you, now.

“I understand,” you simply said, hoping he’d calm down.

He shook off the broken remainders of flask onto his desk, any freshly made cuts healing instantaneously. He head towards you—grabbing your arm in a vice grip.

You winced, trying to hold your silence—you knew better than to question your husbands antics.

“You always understand me, don’t you?” His voice in a hushed tone, which was uncharacteristic for him.

His grip on your arm loosened, he nestled his nose into the crook of your neck, feeling the slow—yet shaky rise of your chest.

“I love you,” you whispered.

He hummed in approval.

“How much do you love me, hm?” He challenged, his hands beginning to wander, both finding a place onto your waist.

“More than all the stars in the sky,”

Gyutaro almost gagged,

Daki stared at her kin in horror, what the fuck is going on? written all over her face.

The languid strums of a biwa had soon filled the fortress, and Muzan had begun to sway you side to side.

He placed a small kiss on your nose, your giggles reverberating around the fortress along with the strums of the instrument.

“Would you die for me?” Muzan inquired, his hands fastened into your hips and waist.

“Yes,” was all you replied with.

Muzan hummed, revelling in this newfound information.

“You always know how to satisfy me, don’t you, dearest?” Muzan sighed, he had not a care in the world that his subordinates had first class seats to him and his wife’s love-fest.

He loves when you try soothing his frustrations,

He loves how you obediently do as he says,

He loves how you tell him what he wants to hear,

He loves you.

He’d never say it outloud, though.

“I am infatuated with you.” Muzan finally uttered, and even you found yourself feeling surprised. That was as close to an “I love you” as you’ll get.

Akaza nearly shriveled up and died right there, he looked around to observe the others—for once, he hoped he was not the only one seeing this at the moment.

Douma looked as carefree as ever, however, he was eerily quiet as he watched Muzan cradle you steadily.

“What the hell is going on?…” Gyokko poked a head out of his vase, watching the scene before him unravel. “Why are they doing that?...” He gestured towards you and Muzan, gazing into each others eyes like lovesick puppies.

“Gyokko.” Muzan started.

“Yes.”

“Shut up.”

“Oh, ok, of course, sorry.”

Ignoring Gyokko, Akaza glanced at Kokushibo, his usual indifferent expression visible—He wasn’t sure how Kokushibo could endure this torture, that took another kind of strength.

Perhaps that was why he was Uppermoon One.

“Muzan-sama…Are we…Dismissed?” Kokushibo spoke up, he clearly desired to leave, and to never speak of this again—nevermind, it seems that the amount of love between you and Muzan was too powerful for even Kokushibo to endure.

Akaza couldn’t help but humor the situation slightly.

“Get out of my sight.” Muzan spoke once again, finally giving them permission to leave.

For the first time, Akaza felt thankful towards Kokushibo, and his respect grew a tad bit more.

The whole ordeal also seemed to shut Douma up, so perhaps it wasn’t that bad.

They had all left without incident, and you and Muzan continued to embrace each other until Muzan was satisfied.

Nakime wanted to gouge her eyes out, but she stayed resilient, and continued to strum her biwa wordlessly.

are you able to do some with kokushibo? he's such a elegant stud, so i think he'd be pretty romantic!

KOKUSHIBO'S AI VOICE DEBUT!

I finally got it! I've been slaving away forever trying to get kokushibo's voice to sound right 😭

this person asked for this like a month ago but I was working on him even before that, I tried to use Jonah Scott's voice clips of Way of the House Husband but it wasn't deep enough. (Such a good anime tho oml)

But now the offical english dub clips are out and he is ready! Enjoy!

For Gender Neutral! Listener

Yandere VOX????

going back to my roots

to that one user thirsting for yan vox, I agree with you

lord, i REALLY like your Funtime Freddy design! you mind drawing/writing (doesn't matter, you write/draw WONDERFULLY!) about Y/N celebrating Yandere Funtime Freddy's birthday? (understandablew if you don't want to. no pressure)

“Oh, cupcake, I’m the one who’s supposed to be celebrating birthdays! Not the other way around, silly!” 

He boops your nose, giggling. Freddy finds the whole thing sweet, but he insists that his birthday isn’t worth celebrating because he doesn't have one!

His creator never cared enough to give his creations much background besides basic programming so why should he try making one up? Besides, he much prefers celebrating to being the one celebrated. 

If you decide you still wanna give him something special it could go down in two ways: 

You aren't trapped: With more access to time and materials, you could set up an actual party! You’ll also have an easier time hiding your plans from the bear. Because FT Freddy is quick to notice subtle changes in behavior it’s easier to excuse yourself for work reasons than to make up a lie. The worst FT Freddy can do is pester you with non-stop questions and pleadings. If you can settle his curiosity with a couple of hints you could convince him to give you some space till you’re ready. 

You are trapped:  Though a little limited there is enough to make a serviceable gift. The only problem is none of the time away from FT Freddy. It’s already hard enough for him to part from you when you have to use the bathroom, nonetheless making a party for him. FT Freddy himself is quite the delusional fellow so whenever you propose anything to do with being away from him he expects it to be an escape attempt. Getting anything done requires BonBon and Bonnet's assistance. Luckily These cuties are more than willing to give you a hand. It’s going to take a lot of convincing to get Freddy to agree and even more patience when he’s constantly on your tail about it. 

Do be mindful of how much time you have. No matter the situation Freddy will grow more wary from your lack of presence. You wouldn’t want Freddy to snap from the lack of attention. 

“Hello there, Cupcake!” You jump from a sudden shrill voice. It doesn't matter how long you’ve been with the bear, you'll never get used to how stealthy he is for his size. You turn to see him hover over you with his typical Cheshire grin.  His hand puppet happily waved your way mouthing a ‘hi’.

 “You've been a-awfully secretive as of late, w-whatcha up to mmm?” Despite his upbeat attitude, you could hear a hint of impatience in his tone. Finally deciding it was time you tell him to close his eyes. 

“Oh, a s-s-surprise!? Is that what you’ve been p-planning?” His hand flaps in excitement, but he instantly deflates. 

“This isn't a trick, i-is it?” You shake your head. He eyes you before giving in. 

“Oh, alright!” He closes his eyes “W-w-whenever you’re ready, cupcake!” 

Freddy stares at your gift wide-eyed when you present it to him. The only movement he makes is the twitching of his face plates. It’s a little unnerving to see him so speechless.

“I-Is it… really f-for me?” He mutters. Before you can answer, he quickly pulls you into a gentle embrace. You felt the gift slip from your hands but relaxed once you saw Bon Bon had it. You return the embrace, feeling the warmth of his body against yours.

“I love you'' Freddy whispers. He shifts but doesn't let you go. Instead, he clings to you tighter. You looked up to meet large, lovestruck eyes fixated on you. 

“I really, really love you, Y/N” ♥️

Oh Boy…

YAN! Kokushibō 黒死牟 hcs. +

CWS + Assault, Gorey themes, Murder, Decapitation, Wisteria Poisoning, Breaking of bones, Reader is held hostage, Kokushibou slaughters everyone basically, Cutting of limbs, Captivity, Unhealthy obsession, Unhealthy relationship, Strength difference, dead dove; do not eat!

NOTE + Hello~ I’m back again, sorry for the absence. Again, the warnings are as it says.

+ yaeshigan +

I - There's a high chance that you either are Kokushibou's descendant, a far family member or a reincarnation of his past lover. If not, then you're probably demonslayer that he's stumbled upon and taken an interest to.

II - He'd probably met you while you were still a demonslayer.

III - You were still far way weaker than him, and he was an uppermoon, so the strength comparison was very clear.

IV - And even though you tried your best attempts at killing him, the only thing he did to stop you was parry your attacks and move to the other side to dodge.

V - He thought your attempts were wasted and took amusement in seeing you try hard and make no progress. And you still dared to stand up again and try over and over.

VI - That's probably why he fell for you.

VII - Now, since you're so weak in comparison to him, he treats you almost like a toddler that can't do anything for themselves because they're so oblivious.

VIII - He was very quiet and reserved at first when taking you. You probably fought back, but that ended with you almost breaking every single bone in your body. It's for your best, right?

IX - Doesn't bring you to uppermoon meetings, partially because the disgusting behaviours of his 'lower' comrades are far way too concerning and he doesn't want to endanger you. ahem ahem, Doma.

X - And he's also afraid that Muzan will force him to end your life.

XI - Kokushibou has mindfog that probably confuses Muzan a lot, so he can't find you, or literally anything about anything in his thoughts. They're just empty. So it doesn't worry Kokushibou when he goes to meetings without you.

XII - Kokushibou isn't stupid, he obviously kills your kasugai crow on sight, and if it actually succeeded in escaping, he would go to insane lengths just to get rid of evidence.

XIII - He ends up slaughtering your family, anybody the kasugai crow has alerted and probably a few hashiras.

XIV - I like to think Kokushibou still lives in the house that he lived in when he was still young, and when Yoriichi still lived.

XV - Kokushibou's envy over Yoriichi pushes him into the thought of that if you ever knew Yoriichi existed, it would cause him problems. He probably thought that if you knew he existed, it would mean there was a way to decapitate him.

XVI - Kokushibou doesn't like to express his affection through words or even say anything to initiate it. He just walks up to you one night and then ends up quietly hugging you in a way to show that he cares.

XVII - Don't get me wrong though, if you were to refuse him, it wouldn't look so good for you.

XVIII - Kokushibou may care about you and your mental health, but if you push him, he won't hesitate to cut a limb or two off.

XIX - Kokushibou is a very good example of the sins wrath and envy, he doesn’t like it when you or someone else mentions Yoriichi if you knew about him, or anything generally related to his former family.

XX - Kokushibou hates that he has to hide you away from the kizuki, demonslayers and many other dangerous things, he’d rather have you become a kizuki like him but then he knows that you’ll be at risk of being killed by a demonslayer and he wouldn’t be able to live with that, so he tries to keep you human for as physically as long as possible.

XXI - He’ll go as far to keeping you human until you’re old, or if you get incureably sick or can’t communicate anymore.

XXII - Then he’ll give you some of his blood, but he’ll only give you a little, to make sure it goes through and that you won’t die on him.

XXIII - Since Kokushibou tends to avoid speaking as much, his love language is more acts of service. Quiet actions like hugging you from behind or giving you headpats.

XXIV - Kokushibou doesn’t want you to continue your hobby of swordmansship at all, he fears that you’ll try to rebel and then get injured because he had to stop you from attacking him.

XXV - Kokushibou may be cool and rarely get angry or mad, but when he does, absolute hell breaks loose. So much that calling it angry would be an understatement. The only way to really push him though would be to continously try to escape, hide yourself from him or try your damnest at poisoning him with wisteria.

XXVI - Since Kokushibou can’t ever go into the sun, when daylight hours are present he’s always reserting to keeping himself company with you in his house while he waits for nighthours to approach.

XXVII - While Kokushibou may be uppermoon one and is very loyal to Muzan, he isn’t afraid of bending his rules one or two times to keep you safe or hidden from his view. So the chances of Muzan finding your existence is very low and keeps him from ending you.

XXVIII - Overall, Kokushibou is pretty possessive and obsessed over you and would do anything to live an eternal life with you.

I’m gonna be doing Gyūtarō next. Send reccommendations pls tho, it motivates me a lot💕💗

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Hello! Can I request some scenarios with yandere! Uppermoons (+ Hantengu’s clones)(separate) where reader who’s well behaved and asks them if she can take a walk by herself outside? The demons think she’s planning an escape so they secretly stalk her only to she her just gathering flowers to decorate the hideout/infinity castle with. (Maybe she notices them and just says; “Pretty aren’t they?” Idk-) I apologize if this is too many characters!

Yandere! Uppermoons x behaved fem reader!

(I did all of the uppermoons except for Daki, Gyutaro, and Gyokko because I don’t know how to write them) (Sorry if some of them don’t sound that yandere like) Warnings: swearing, sexual themes (Karaku), one mention of a cult (Douma), one mention of the words “good girl” (Karaku)

Kokushibo

He will not like this idea one bit

Since your so well behaved though he will let you go outside just to see if he can still trust you

When you go a little far he will watch you from afar seeing if you try to run

But when he sees you playing in and looking at flowers he is in shock

Why don’t you try to run? Maybe you do really love him? What if it’s a trick?

All of those possibilities were going through his head

But when you saw him and waved with the biggest smile on your face he just melted on the inside

He really chose the right person

Douma

He will say yes to see if you end up playing a game of cat and mouse

He loves chasing you then punishing you after

But he hasn’t needed to punish you in so long due to your well behavior

He wants to see if it was a trick the whole time so he takes you outside holding your hand and tells you not to go far

Well……you went a little far but you made sure you could get back and he could find you

He would be following you the whole time waiting until he can catch you and scare you

But when he hears you giggling at a rabbit you found he’s in awe

When you went back the way you came and back to the cult house he was so proud

Now you get to go outside more sue to how loyal you proved you are

Now you can escape much easier

Akaza

In that moment he almost snapped at you saying no once you asked but he stopped himself

This would be a good time to test your loyalty

Wouldn’t it?

He let you go outside and saw how happy you were to be in the out doors finally after so many years

He really didn’t want you to be alone due to the fact you might run and he didn’t want to deal with that today

But he left you alone

He was really watching you from a tree but what’s the difference

Once you started making a flower crown he was surprised and proud at the same time

You knew he was in the tree so you looked at him in the eyes, smiled, and said “thank you”

He knew he could trust you more now

Get out of there

Sekido

He will look at you like you have lost your fucking mind

But he ends up letting you go outside because he felt like it

You were well behaved and listened to everything he said so he had a little bit of hope that you wouldn’t run away because he doesn’t wanna deal with that shit

He will follow you and if you start to run away you will get electrocuted and back to square one when you were first kidnapped

When you stop walking and sit by a tree and just look up at the stars he’s surprised but thankful omg he isn’t angry for once

You ended up falling asleep on the tree so he picked you up and carried you back home

You just earned more of his trust

Karaku

He won’t be surprised that you wanted to go outside

Since you have been a good girl he will allow you to go outside and have fun

He warned you that if you ran off to far that there would be punishments

He followed you of course but you didn’t know he was there

You were playing in a flower field just dancing with the smile he loved so much

He was thinking about how much he wanted to fuck you those flowers loves you

Hearing your happy voice made him happy so now it is a daily routine for him to let you go outside (at night of course we can’t have you running away now)

He fucked you in the flowers because he couldn’t resist

Aizetsu

He would be very scared to let you go outside

But you have been very sweet and kind to him for a while now after your kidnapping

He let you go in the backyard of the little house in the woods and watched you from the window

You were sitting there staring at the stars kicking you feet back and forth

You knew he was watching you from the window so you waved your hand for him to come outside

He was slightly happy that you were asking him to do such a thing

He was so happy with how obedient you have become

Urogi (I am obsessed with his voice)

Urogi already takes you outside to fly with him

He will always hold you close so you can’t move much

But one night you wanted to go alone….

Urogi didn’t like that much

He thought you were going to try to leave him

He allowed you to only because of how good you have been lately

He followed you though making sure you pulled no tricks

He was very upset and mad that you wanted to go alone

He became more possessive because of that

Sinfully Gorgeous

Vox x (fem) Reader

Overlord reader

Word count: 3k

Smut

part 2 posted

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“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. 

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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. 

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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.

・﹒・ 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"

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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"

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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"