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Character fandoms

Invincible

coming soon

One Piece

Most characters

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid (ONLY)-coming soon

Twisted Wonderland

Coming soon

Dragon Ball

coming soon

Hunter x Hunter

Illumi

Competing with the Joneses- 1,2,3,4

Feitan

Prestian

Uvogin

Inside Job

Hotel Hazbin

Alastor

Yan! Hazbin Hotel x AFAB reader No one has the right to look at you but me

Vox

You're making me short circuit

Undertale

Sans

Villainous

Everyone

John Doe

John Doe x Chubby fem reader

Just ask me for another fandom and I'll try my hardest to make a story, if I can't my fault lmao.

Things I'll write

Angst

Yandere

Dark themed

Kidnap

Slight gore

One shots

Semi stories

NSFW

Stuff I will write for

Mostly anything that isn't on the bottom list

I do not write for are

Platonic Relationship

Scat

Watersports

Incest

Vore

Pedophilia

Knife play

Threesome / Party play (sorry, I don't think I can write for this)

Beastiality

Probably will edit this later

It didn’t take Lucan long before he realised that it was contagious. He ran towards the doors of his classroom. And that is when he saw the tetraspry. He couldn’t believe his eyes. How could this have happened? The usual sounds of orderly society. Was now screams of the terrorized Vultrimates.

It was soon called the Scourge Virus. It wasn’t long before Lucan contracted the virus. He didn’t know if he would survive the virus. He wanted to keep fighting for the empire. All his hard work because nothing as he laid sick on the coat. He only thought about how he wasn’t able to give his genes to the younger generation. His eyes slowly closed as he drifted. It took him a few weeks before he was not bed ridded. He and a handful of others were able to keep on their feet.

It was an Order. Both Nolan and himself would be sent to the planet called Earth on the same mission. To see if they can breed with the population on the planet. It didn’t take them long to reach the planet. It was indeed smaller than they had aspected.

“We should stay close together, we don’t know what threats they have on their planet.” Nolan said simply not to destroy their mission. Lucan gave a brief head nod as they began to land. In the time it took them to infiltrate the planet was rather easy.

Finding the perfect woman would be simple. Strong willed and intelligent to the highest degree. Both Nolan and Lucan agreed to settle in the same neighborhood.

Debbie and Miranda simply the better choices that they could find. It didn’t take them long to get along with each other. Both women have the same hobbies and joys. It was too easy for Lucan to fumble over his feet for his wife. He didn’t even notice how she slowly started to eat away at the coldness in his heart. And unfortunately Nolan felt the same way for Debbie.

Debbie was the first to become pregnant between the two. Nolan boosted about it over a bottle of beer with Lucan. “Oh man, I knew I would bet you to the punch.” Nolan said happily as he took the bottle back. Lucan grumbled, not happy that he lost the beat. They were being intimate every night. He honestly was getting worried that he picked a bad egg. They were in early May when Nolan received the news from Debbie.

January was their due date for the child. On the 22nd they had a baby boy. Luckily before Mark started to learn to Babble Lucan had received the news that they would be having a child. She was due in December, a bit later than he wanted but still he would be one step closer to completing their mission.

After you were born that’s when everything changed for him. How small you were, the way you would hold onto his hands so tightly. He felt something change for him. He became a girl's dad just like that. Playing dress up and Princess. Tea parties were your favorite things to do with your dad.

Debbie said that Mark and (y/n) should have play dates together. And that is how you became best friends with your next door neighbor.

The summer nights and early winter mornings were spent together. Playing outside on the swingset in your backyard, Tea parties under your apple tree. Star gazing in Mark's treehouse he begged his dad to make him one summer. Spend your time in daycare together like it would be the last time you would see each other. Until it seemed like it was true. Mark will start school next month.

“What is school?” You asked your mom. “It is a place where you go to learn about the world and a place where you can grow.” Smiling at you but her eyes did not reach her eyes.

“Can I go with Mark?” Her smile faltered slightly. “No my love, you aren’t old enough to attend this year.” Tears swelled up in your eyes. A fit was soon to come if she could not midgate the problem.

Lucan came to scoop you up into his strong arms. “Why are you crying for sweetheart?” You explained with hiccups in between each sentence. “You have always been a bright child, maybe we can get you in an early start program.”

It did not take you long with the paperwork. You were indeed smart. Smarter than most of the kids your age. Why haven’t they noticed it more? Maybe it was all of the tea parties. After a week after Mark started school you were to be sat right next to him on the carpet. It stayed that way for every year of elementary school. Hanging out at lunch and recess together. Playing Sharks in the meadow with all of the kids in school.

When middle school came around. Your classes were more spread out from one another. Only sharing English, Japanese, Lunch and Marine Biology together. Mark was never good at Math but you were in advanced classes for everything else. Your intellected showed through your childhood.

‘Mark, why do you hang out with her? She seems a bit above your social class.’ One of his ‘nerd’ friends asked. Mark didn’t understand why him saying that made his chest feel heavy. “She is my best friend, we grew up together. (y/n) lives next door.” The whole table exploded with kissing sounds and laughter.

Mark blushed as he picked around his lunch his mother packed him. Wishing he could disappear underneath the table. She is above me in talent isn’t she? That won’t stop me from being her friend. She even reads my comics. He stepped inside of his house, (y/n) told him not to wait for her after school today. She had to help the teacher grade some papers for extra credit. Her birthday is coming up. I wonder if she’ll like the gift I bought her.

It was gently wrapped up into a cute pink and green design that mom helped me pick out. Laying on his bed as Mark thought about her. My heart is beating so loudly today. Closing his eyes as he imagined how happy she would be.

The feeling only grew louder in the years to follow. Having his heart pump out of his chest. He prayed that you couldn’t hear it when he was next you in school, at his house for dinners. When the two of you would study together at the library. It was becoming too much at a certain point when you would bend your shoulders forward so he could see down your shirt. Your chest was starting to swell with heavy mounds.

Mark couldn’t help the images that popped into his head. God he wanted to feel them in his hands. When you would hug Mark goodbye, your supple breast would squish into his lean chest. He would wrap his hands around you not touching your heavy bottom but just above. His night now consisted of jerking his cock at the thought of your body. Soon his hand wasn’t enough, it could never be enough.

He bought a stroker with the money he made from working at Burger Mart. He could manage his feelings for you this way he thought. He hoped he could. He knew his toy would not sedate him for long.

His toy had rips in it because he wasn’t playing nice with it. His lust to be in you was immense. He would imagine giving you creampie after creampie. He couldn’t think while he was at work. While he was taking a test at school. He absolutely failed it. You checked up on him at lunch like you normally did.

“Mark is everything alright?” Your cute pink hoodie you had on was his favorite. It showed off your breast in a faltering way. God he had a boner. “Why wouldn’t I be” he said sweetly. “Well I haven't been seeing you at the library recently.” William did the talking for him. “Seems like he’s having a Hard time communicating with you. I wonder what could be making Mark Nuts.”

Mark's heart picked up again and his face flushed a deep red. “Are you sick Mark?” You asked, touching his face with both of your hands. He was burning up. “Nnno I am not sick at all. Just been trying out working out at the school gym.”

What he said wasn’t a lie, his dad gave him the we are Viltrumites talk to him. So he has been spreading his usually reading time with you at the gym.

“Oh well why didn’t you say so dummy!” You said smiling happily unaware of what you do to him. “I would be happy to join you if you wouldn’t mind. I have been gaining some more weight and I think it’ll do me some good.” You looked up into his eyes while talking. Mark had noticed the weight gain, you loved chocolate and anything sweet.

He was most definitely not the cause of it…. right. He was the reason, he always brought freshed baked goods from his mom over to your house as often as possible.

His cock throbbed at the idea of seeing you wearing tight workout fits. How you would make a whimpering sound from working out. God he could take it anymore. “I’ll see you after school then!” Was all that Mark said as he ran away to go find a bathroom.

“William, am I doing something wrong?” You were defeated with how short your conversation was. “I honestly think you both are not doing something right.” Was all he said as you both started to walk in the opposite direction to your next class.

Mark made fast work of his pants when he closed the stall. He would be late for class but he couldn’t help it. Luckily no one was in the bathroom when he started. He spit on his hand as he brought it down to his hard cock. It was nearly an angry red at the tip. The first stroke of his hand was from the tip to the base of his cock. He tried to keep his voice down while he pumped faster.

The sound of it was sleek and just audible enough for only him to hear. He couldn’t wait to see you in the tight trannier fit you had. It clinged to your body like it was made of it. Your breast would spill out slightly so he would catch small glimpses of your aerolas. God he was close. He wished he could have you titty fuck him. He’d cry if you’d suck on the tip while you did it.

Porn or hentai wasn’t enough, his hand wasn’t, his stroker. He imagined the way your face would look like when you would beg him to cum on your tits. He busted all on the floor and hit the ceiling. God he could hold out he didn’t know what was wrong with himself. And like clock work the bell rang.

After school workout sessions was where Mark would try his hardest to get his nasty thoughts about you out of his head. He knew how some of the guys and gals at his school would look at you. It left him feeling unhappy, a deep churning feeling in his chest.

He would get his anger out on the equipment. Over the weeks of this repeated activity his muscles became well defined. He knew that he would be able to pick you up easily now with little struggle.

So when he saw you walk in with your Pink and Green trainer on his cock filled with blood. Your under shirt said Oppai on it. He forgot that you were a nerd as well.

Every goan you would make would have him screaming in his head. If this were to be his life of never confessing his feelings to you. He would die. Like usual he caught you bending over to pick up your water bottle in front of him.

Your breast spilling slightly, just enough for him to see the color change of your areolas. Mark mubbled to himself “I wish I wasn't self aware.” As his eyes trailed down your back to the fat of your ass. Lord have mercy. If a god does exist please let me have what I want.

After an intense workout session with you Mark got changed first. Letting you use the bathroom after he jerked off in there. God I'm such a pervert. Then a bright idea popped in his head.

He snuck into the bathroom quietly leaving the door propped. You were in the shower singing. He noticed your cute bear panties. And the matching trainer ones, he would be taking that. It was slightly damp from it being on your core the whole of your workout.

He sniffed it. He wanted to rub it over his cock right here right now. But he heard your singing stop. As you started to turn the water off. He blitzed to the door and gently closed it. Stuffing the underwear into his bookbag.

Both of you decided to head to his house tonight. It's not like you couldn't walk across the street if you so wished. Texting your parents that you would be staying over again at Mark's. Your dad was definitely an overwhelmed presence in your life. Well at least that's what he thought. Your dad didn't like him much. He wasn't sure why.

“Hello Debbie and Nolan.” You said as you walked into the living room, Mark followed behind you. Debbie reached out to give you a hug “(y/n) you haven't been over in a few weeks. Has anything happened recently?” Mark rolled his eyes as he went straight for the fridge. “Mom, what's for dinner? I'm starving.” Mark couldn't smell or see anything prepared in the fridge for bibimbap.

“I'm sorry Mark but Nolan and I are going to get Italian tonight. I already have the reservations.” She smirked at Mark, wiggling her eyebrows. “Are you staying the night (y/n)?” You smiled brightly. “If it is alright with you and Nolan. My parents already gave me approval.”

“Alright, I'll order you guys some pizza.” She smelled and walked over to the house phone. And that was the end of the conversation with Debbie. You said hi to Nolan as he excused Mark and himself.

“Mark, where is this relationship with you and (y/n) going son?” Mark felt his face flush as his dad asked him. “I'm not sure in all honesty Dad. I don't think she is interested in me romantically.” Nolan sighed before opening his mouth again.

"Well I hope you make a move tonight. Your mom and I will be going out to dinner with Lucan and Miranda. Both him and I have agreed to your relationship with each other. So man up. I have already given you the talk, you should be fine.”

He left the conversation with that as Mark looked over at you hugging both of them good night. I got this. It'll be like another night and it's the weekend. I have tonight and tomorrow morning.

His dad is already giving him condoms and lube for any of his night flings. He didn't really believe Mark would ask you out. Let alone sleep with you. Knowing his son all his life, he was quite sky. He'd hope he'd manage holding your hand to sleep.

After they both left, it was just you and Mark. It didn't take long for you both to run back into routine, the pizza got there. Eat, watch a movie, you would drift off to sleep. Mark would turn the movie off and gently picked you up.

Moving you both upstairs. You would wake up slightly when he would put you in bed. “I gotta pee.” You said like clockwork and moved to the bathroom with your sleepover bag you would keep over here. Coming out in shorts that barely covered your ass and a tank top that would squeeze your breasts together.

“(y/n), could I talk to you before we go to sleep?” Was all that Mark has said. He sounded scared and tired. Was he gonna tell you that we were getting too big for sleep overs and he needed space? You sat next to him in the middle of the bed.

“I haven't had the confidence to say this to you. I honestly never would have but I have been given a creative push by those around me. (y/n), would you maybe want to make our relationship official and be a couple? I haven't been able to get you out of my mind since we were children. Please let me have the opportunity to love you openly.”

He didn't wait for a response before he kissed you. Slowly pushing his lips into you. He didn't feel you responded back to his kiss. He was gonna pull away and apologize. Until you felt you gently kiss back.

Your beautiful hands crest his face. Pulling away with your face radiating heat. Your heart beating out of your chest. “Mark, I'm so happy you feel the same way.” Was all you said.

Mark couldn't explain just how he felt. His cock was unbearably hard as he kept his eyes on your lips. “Is it okay if I touch you?” Mark was losing his mind. He wanted to be inside of you. He couldn't wait for a response. He attacked your neck with his lips. It started gentle but his mind was starting to cloud.

He pushed you down on the bed quickly following you down. His body was moving on its own. Hands pulling up the tank top. Your breast fell out with a bounce. Looking you in the eyes he moved his hand to try and fit one in his palm. It spilled out, Mark was gonna die. He greedily put your nipple in his mouth.

“!!mArk please, it feels so good.” You mewled and whimpered praise. His other finger goes towards your other nipple, pinching it while the other lightly pulls with his teeth. Before you knew it Mark's hands were going towards your shorts. Pulling them down with your cute teddy bear panties.

He'd pocket those another time. “God look at you, all wet and puffy. I barely did anything~. I knew you were teasing me on purpose.”

Mark was running on a high. He knew that if he put his cock in he'd come immediately. It was leaking from your cute little pussy to the covers underneath him. He wanted to eat you out but he waited long enough for this moment. He'd have other chances.

His finger started to rub little circles into your clit. “Yes, plEasw give me mooorre.” Bucking your hips so to his fingers. You were gonna cum. “I'm gonnAa.”

Mark chuckle “Go ahead princess cum for me.” and cum you did. Anything you have imagined with him didn't come close.

Restless nights of playing with your clit and fingering yourself at the idea of Mark making you feel this way. You know the gift he got you? It was a big teddy bear, every few nights you would hump it.

Of course you couldn't help it. It smelled like him whenever he would come over. He would lay on it.

Mark reached over for a condom from his dresser. “I'm gonna put it in now.” He put the smooth material over his cock. God it felt so good. He groaned loudly, giving his cock a few pumps.

“Have you done this before?” He motioned to you pussy with his cock gently rubbing up and down on your labia. You felt embarrassed. “I have a dildo I use sometimes. But I have never had sex with anyone.”

Mark smiled sweetly. He was happy that you would be his first and you would be his. He put your legs around his waist as he started to push in.

“AhM you feel so good.” Mark was barely half way in but you could feel every inch. His was thicker than your dildo. The stretch was immense. He started the pace soft at first. Kissing you gently in-between his hip thrust. Until at one point he couldn't take it. He slid out to his tip and slammed into your poor cervix.

The loud moan you let was his breaking point. Over and over his pace roughened to a quick slaughter on your gummy walls. “Ahhha, does this feel good (y/n)? Do you know how long I've waited for this day?” His voice sounded airy and deep. “I can't live without this… I'm sorry.”

Was all he said before he put his hands under your knees and hiked them down into your chest. “I need to feel you deeper.” Mark's glazed over eyes were on your tear stained face. He couldn't help but be mean when you looked so cute.

You could feel him in your lower stomach. It was starting to become too much. And too much of a good thing can be a bad thing. “mArrk, itzz toomucchh. I'm gonnna CuMm.” It hits you like a freight train. He didn't slow down, he made you ride out your orgasm. Your hips started to pull back from his legs.

“Don't run away sweetheart, we just have gotten started.” His smile was nothing you have seen before. His eyes were so intense. What have you gotten yourself into?

This had to be what your parents would call Love. In the words of your mother passionate and challenging. To your father strong and unyielding.

For you, it was new , something to advance in. Even after the dinner is over. All you could think about was his cute deadpan eyes. His beautiful hands. The little pout on his lips. You couldn't take it.

He was all you ever thought about. What your life would look like together. That your children would take after him.

God, the thought of him bending you over was rapidly running in your head. It was only normal to think of your fiance in that manner. He reeked of strength. Your children would be so strong.

Having always had a soft spot for them. You didn't mind the idea of having a few~... He'd love me more if I did, wouldn't he?

In the last few days, you were forced into unyielding torture. In your previous encounter, you'd never have gotten a chance to be tortured. Always finishing the job before things got out of hand.

But this. You finally got a taste of your own medicine. You could easily escape this, of course I can. You thought. It was the wife training they mentioned. Leaving you without any other option but to expect your fate.

It started simply by tearing off your nails. They were just done too. It pissed you off because they were freshly ripped out of your nail bed. It was at random. Never leaving you a chance to get used to it.

Everyday like routine they would have you going to the dark foreboding cellar, tie you to a chair and having you go through random torture methods.

Today the Butlers were dunking your head back and forth into a massive tub of water. Being human unfortunately leaves you needing air to breathe.

They have heavily underestimated just how long you could hold your breath. Having been under for 5 minutes already. They were simply amazed.

Surely, the main house received your report. Briefly reading over the pages. Like it's the morning newspaper.

"Dear, just look at these results. (y/n) notes are fascinating. I haven't seen such talent in her family line for a while." Kikyo smiled blissfully already awaiting your wedding day.

Silva turned to face his wife. Over the many years of being with her. He still never understood her character. Putting the sculpture of his face in his palm. He sighed before speaking.

"We still haven't figured out her nen ability yet. To think she is so strong that she doesn't need to use it." Kikyo stopped her rambling and thought. "It is a shame that she is too old for Killua..."

Why do you have to sit through lessons? You thought it would only be torture. Unbeknownst to you, the history lesson on the founding fathers of the Honorable Zoldyck name. The secrets of the tunnels in the home. The whispers of the mountain and it's forest.

All of that was cramped into one hour before you lessons switched to manners. "Wonderful.." you said looking at the big broly Butler with pink hair. You've never seen an old lady so snatched before.

"I'm assuming you will be teaching me manners." Putting a lollipop in your mouth while raising your head to meet her eyes. "Why of course young Mistress. I will be your instructor on etiquette going forward. I'm sure you have had the best training in regards to table manners. But the Zoldyck house has many silent rules that I will teach you." She smile.

She looks like a witch. Don't let your guard down she reeks of experience and freshly pressed iron. This was gonna be a tuff hour and a half.

It didn't take your body and mind long to understand that with disobedience came pain. Failure came with threats of not being good enough for the family name.

It only took you a few weeks to shred that navie nature of escaping responsibility to incinerate. You wanted to marry Illumi right? You would have to take what you were given.

He would never come by to visit after you training was done for the day. It was like he was avoiding you at all costs. You started to follow him around the house. Begging for a little attention. Wherever he was you'll be a few feet behind. Peaking around the corners.

He would never speak to you. He could clear as day see you looking at his through his peripherals. What has he gotten himself into? Illumi thought unceremoniously while reading a book in his family's library. Closing the book while slowly getting up. Walked over to the shelf he previously took from. Placing it back into the empty spot. He turned towards you. It took him three long strides to reach you.

He looked at your figure with his nightshade eyes. With a few more seconds of consideration he gently walked past you out of the grand door. She seems out of her sorts. Did the wife training change you that much?

He questioned as your heels clicked against the ground as you started to follow him. A few feet behind never more never less. I don't mind this quiet and obedient. Just the traits he was looking for. Tsubone was just the right teacher indeed. I must send her my thanks.

After a few days your conclusion about Illumi not wanting to come to see you would linger. Was I perhaps not good enough ? You desperately thought. Going out of your way today to seek him out.

Delicate umbrella in hand. Stepping out into the muggy weather of a weeping April. The refreshing air drifted past your dress. Each step precise and neat. Knowing where he would be.

The forest, was marvelous. So many plants you haven't seen before. Not much life due to the poisonous plants that it's called home on the mountain.

Illumi in the distance in a bent position. He was collecting toxins from a plant it would seem. Always working, never enough time for you. You couldn't come to hate him. Never that. Illumi was special. The definition of grace and malice at the same time.

"Illu~ why don't you ever visit me ? I have grown to think that you don't fancy me." You chirped at him. Hovering you umbrella over him. The rain trailing down your body. Illumi on the other hand was slightly damp with the cloud's tears.

He was beautiful even while he was a mess of mud and rain. The earth was his canvas and he was the paint.

After finishing his task, Illumi turned and looked at you. "I find no need to visit you. For you always find me on your own." Simply put he was correct. You knew where he was at all times. He didn't understand how. Maybe your nen ability?

"I... suppose that you are correct." Your face flushed with embarrassment. Why can't I keep it together ?

He loomed over you. He looked at your umbrella that was still over him and not you. He moved your umbrella from your hands to hold it over the both of you. Illumi took the lead with smaller strides than usual.

You could explode from how close you are. Gently moving your hands onto his well defined bicep. Leaning towards his upper body as you walked.

If only Illumi was always this nice. Most days he would barely acknowledge your existence. Maybe your affection has started to win him over?

Illumi on the other hand had other ideas. Why not win your trust. It could prove beneficial for him to monitor his younger brother. We still haven't figured out her nen ability yet. He thought solemnly slightly uncomfortable with your touch.

Her needle doesn't seem to be affecting her differently. It was harder than I thought to put it in. Never letting her guard down unless she's around her family.

It's been in for a few years now. Having crossed paths with a goal in sight. Marry the oldest daughter of the Joneses. Of course he watched and waited for the perfect opportunity to throw the needle.

His chance finally came when a swam of bees were chasing after you. You couldn't tell the difference between a bee sting and the needle.

It made his job easier. No person would appeal to you. You would only find him as your match on sight. To be loyal and obedient to him and only him.

The cool breeze moves through your choco mint dress. Umbrella in hand to match. "Momma, do you think you could open the third door?" You wondered as you looked at her.

"I'm not certain. I haven't had to keep up with my strength since you took over household jobs. I'll give it a try though."

She placed a hand on the door and pushed it gently. The gate rumbles as the 3 door is pushed open.

"Well my darling husband I'm gonna head inside. Hope to see you follow behind me." She smirked at him, knowing he liked a good challenge.

Even though your father's nen ability was weak. He was riddled with muscles. Not ever neglecting his body over the years.

Simply put he wasn't stronger than momma or you but he was indeed strong in terms of normal humans. He managed to open the first gate while breaking a sweat.

Your brother wasn't happy about being dragged along on this family outing with his shitty parents and insane older sister. He'd think that knowing he was the only normal member in his family. Of course he wasn't weak, he just wasn't made of the same things you were.

Apparently he was born too late. Not blessed with the gift you've been given. It wasn't bothersome until he realized just how advanced you are. No hard work would equal the missions you did. Maybe he was fortunate to be the one left at home for paperwork.

"Pay pay, want me to help you? I don't know if you can open the door." And here goes his sister, what a bitch. "Leave me be. I've never asked to go in the first place..."

He took unsure steps to the large gates. "And for the last time stop calling me pay pay. My name is Parui!"

He was only 6 but he'd managed all the strength he had in his body. The wind blowing through his short hair. Slamming his small hands into the doors and pushing with all his might. Just slightly cracking the first gate open enough to slip in.

That left only me. "I wonder just how many doors I can open ?! I better be careful not to break it by accident." Mentally taking note of the gates. The first gate is 4 tons, each other one doubles. "This will be a pizza of cake. And I sooo do love cake."

Gracefully walking to the gate and using your pointer and thumb to flick the door open. Be gentle be gentle. Letting your finger go was all it took to break the camels back. All of the gates flew open. Placing your Parasol in place. You walked forward into the unknown.

"I wonder if I'll get to see a prince this time, everyone else was a bunch of donkeys."

The walk seemed serene. The darkness of the forest, the cool breeze though your skirt. And a huge dog near the gate.

"?! A DOGGIE!" Wasting no time to get off the path jogging to the enormous creature. "And what's your name~. I wish I had a dog as big as you. Can you do tricks?" The dead pan stare of the dog-like creature was obviously so cute.

If you knew they had a doggie this big you would have visited more. Gently cooing at the adorable creature. Putting your hand out of it to sniff.

"Who's a good doggie!! You are !" Petting the underside of the dog's belly. "He normally doesn't cuddle up with people. He must recognize you as his owner already." Kikyo said besides you. She didn't startle the atmosphere around the two of you.

You felt someone approaching not really knowing who but the dog straightened up immediately after hearing her voice.

Slowly getting up, dusting off your cute platform heels. "Good evening (y/n) Joneses, I can't express my upmost happiness to see you've made yourself at home. We shouldn't delay dinner is right around the hour."

You graced her with a curtsy. "Good morning ! I've never seen a dog that big before, is he the only one?" Kikyo was told you had your peculiarities but nothing a little house wife training couldn't fix. "No he is not Mike has a companion." And with that she started to walk in the direction of the mountain top.

"(y/n) dear, how about we have a little race to the top. I'm sure you like a good challenge yes?" Her eye monitor dot fell to your face. She seemed to be testing me .? If she wants a race I'm all in.

Closing your parasol and latching it with a click to the back of your hand. It was hand crafted to compact with a simple click. Turn it into a small bracelet. "I usually never lose these battles Ma'am." You said sweetly showing off your bright teeth to her.

She shook her head. "No please call my Kikyo or mom dear! After all we're close to being family." She seems absolutely delighted with the idea that you were going to abandon your ship and join there's. It felt disheartened that you are being pushed to marriage.

You only hoped that they had someone handsome enough to marry, it was superficial but who'd want to marry an old ugly fart. "On your mark." She started off the count down, it wouldn't take you long to beat her. It seemed like you were being watched.

"Get set." Glancing into the tree far ahead you saw what appears to be Butlers armed at the ready. "This is gonna be fun! I do love a party." The wind around you started to pick up speed. "GO!"

The lump some of the people you passed were trying to shoot at you. Not like it mattered, I probably shouldn't kill anyone but I've been itching for a good challenge for a while.

A horrid aura took over the whole mountain. Quickly snapping through the trees. As you'd run leaving decapitated heads in your weak. The pristine suits of the Butlers littered with blood, hit heavy onto the ground below.

"Who trained you losers!" Your laughing echoed in the forest with the splashing of blood. "Goodness I better be careful not to ruin my dress." Looking down seeing a girl holding something.

Unfortunately I don't have time to chat. She looks so cute. I'll invest my time later in her.

"Bullet after bullet, Head after head. I wonder just how many are dead.?" You sang happily as you walked content to the main door.

What a workout you thought. Was Kikyo even following you anymore? It seemed like her aura disappeared right after she said go. What a bunch of cheaters. You thought, sucking your teeth.

"Welcome Miss (y/n) Joneses. We have been expecting you." An older man with a freshly crisp pressed suit stood by the front door.

He bowed very low. It was particularly how low he went. It was like you were her Mistress. It was a red flag. They really are trying to get you to marry one of their sons.

"Get out of the way old man. And have some dignity and give me your name." Goth wasn't bothered by your attitude having received worse from his Mistress. "My apologies, I am Goth the head Butler. I have strict orders to guide you to the drawing room." He turned away from you and opened the door, stepping out of the way for you to enter.

The Manor was beautiful. Even you could admit that it shined like new. Not a speck of dust nor dirt hiding behind the curtains, vase, or carpet.

"You Zoldycks sure clean up well. Who was threatened to do the job?" The hallways held sculptures that looked so alive. Maybe they once were. Paintings from the Regency period littered the walls. Old artifacts and weapons were mounted on displays.

Taking sure steps behind the Head Butler. Sensing your family's aura up ahead. There were 2 other auras that you didn't recognize but one was Mrs. Zoldyck.

Picking up your walk to a fast chase. You pushed the Butler out of the way. Slamming the doors opened leaving them barely hanging on the door hinges.

You were known for your hot temper and your maniac attitude for fun and games. "YOU CHEATER!"

Leaving the whole room silent. All besides your family of course. Now used to your antics. Your brother barely looks up from his book to look at the mess you've made.

Your father is talking business to a huge man with white unruly hair. And your dear mother sitting with the same woman who had cheated you out of a good race. "(y/n) darling whatever seems to be the issue?" Simply put she knew Mrs. Zoldyck's plan to test you would bring more harm than good.

"Momma, she said we would race up to the mountain." Your aura covered the room in a sickening chill. Eyes dulled of life seated wide open on your face. "I never said I would play fair." And just like that a light bulb went off in your head. "You're right! I should have guessed." The scary aura dissipated from the Manor.

Taking a seat next to your mother. A lovely old china set before you. Without asking the Head Butler came and poured you an elegant cup of a slightly fruity and floral blend of tea.

Ahem came from the white haired man "Since everyone has settled let's get done to business. We Zoldycks and Joneses have been under strict business, but as the years grew by our fondness has been more like family. We gather here today to formally request for your oldest daughter. To marry our oldest son."

He didn't even ask you. He asked your family. This can't be good. Looking around to try and find the infamous older son. Locking your (e/c) eyes on his. They were so big and dull. The perfect image of perfection. His long obsidian hair trailed down his green tuxedo. His hands are well defined with veins.

These feelings weren't here yesterday. You couldn't take your eyes away. Never would you imagine your future husband would be a god trapped in human skin.

"...Gorgeous." Was the only thing you said to the question your parents asked you. "(y/n), snap out if it. Do you accept the terms." You've never been so lost in a conversation before. Your cheeks flushed the blood spreading to your eyes and down your chest.

"(y/n).... Do you accept the proposal? If yes you would be moved here in 2 month. In the 2 month period you will undergo "Zoldyck wife training" it will not be easy. It's torture at best." Your mother decided to feel you in.

Staring in the direction of the male. You smiled sweetly. Having decided your answer. "I'd humble accept the request."

Your family was in shock. They weren't expecting you to agree so quickly. It left them dumb founded.

What changed her mind that quickly? Parui thought hoping his sister would say no like usual.

He wouldn't admit it but he didn't like the idea of not having your antics at the family table. Or when you'd take him out to the park when you came back on missions.

When you would stay behind with him to tuck him in and read a bedtime story.Or when he said you were crazy or called you out of your name.

He never meant it.

He sat with himself as the conversation progressed. Not realizing you would be moved to the Zoldyck's manor so soon.

In his life of trying to play catch up with you. He never once thought the game would come to an end.

Of course he only could cry. It was silent at first. You proceeded to excuse yourself from the conversation. Slowly making your way to Parui who was sitting near the fireplace.

You stretched your arms out to him. "Pay pay, what happens to be the matter?" You scooped him up in your arms. And gently pat his back. Rocking you both side to side.

"I don't want you to get married." Snot running down his face. Eyes closed and squeezing you tightly. Not wanting to let go. "But pay pay, I can't be your babysitter forever." You huffed at his little tantrum.

Illumi takes notice of how motherly you are to your younger brother. His mom was right. It probably wouldn't take long for a child to be running around here.

Illumi sighed. Mother has lost her mind, I've known this for sometime now, but when she's like this it's unbearable. The unhinged traits of his mother sullied the pages of Illumi's face. He excused himself from his mother's daydreaming.

He was going to be retired to his room. Unlike his usual activities he took a detour. Walking through his wing in the grandiose castle his family called home. Looking at the antiques that were cured and indubitably older than his home.

Taking a glance up the wall with one of his many family portraits plastered on the wall. Soon his would be replaced with his soon to be wife beside him. Distain filled his mouth, it was bitter and revolting. "I'd hate to marry someone under me in strength." Please let them behave even if they come here against their will. I'm not afraid to stab a needle in their skull either.

Returning to his apartments, he slowly undressed to put on a dashing outfit. Tailed and collared to his every needs. This would be a long night, he'd decided.

The day was slowly starting to give way to night. Everything is perfectly in place for a grand dinner celebration. "This dinner better go off without fault, remember their dinner last week. Absolutely delightful. I'd rather die than put our family's good name to shame." Kiyo was beating to death a new Butler who had made a small error in the itinerary.

"ーbut father, I'm not ready to go. I haven't even given myself time to breathe. I just got back from roughing up the phantom trope! I desire my time to accept my fate." Having a pout looking your father in the eyes. He wishes you could have been a boy in that matter. Not having any other female siblings but just a younger brother whose talents didn't add up. Would inherit the title of your family.

He sighed hesitantly knowing a simple mistake could cost him a huge fortune. Not like it mattered much, you owned York New the biggest city from here to the little town at the bottom of Kukuroo mountain.

Unlike the generation before your father who had obtained it, he'd have no accomplishments outside of managing the wealth. Your family's nen ability strength dissipated right before your father was born. His mother decided to go see the dark continent while pregnant. Seemingly having a negative affect on him.

When you were born though, the energy you emitted was nothing like they'd believe would happen for them. By the age of two you've seemingly learned ten, zetsu, and ren all on your own. Both your mother and father decided to send you to train at the ripe age of 5. Since you could walk and talk of course.

Being one of the youngest participants in the Hunters exam. To everyone who walked past you they assumed someone left you there. "Poor kid." Whispered those in the back. But you were no poor kid, simply put you were the strongest in the room.

Not needing anyone to hold your hand you continued to make your way through the bodies of the victims beneath you. "What a bunch of babies. Couldn't even defeat a kidー!" You were laughing while breaking the fingers of the man laid out on the floor. Each blood curling scream he'd let out with every snap and pop his fingers made.

Of course you've become a Hunter. And like that you were 12 steps ahead of the Zoldyck's children. It was only natural for them to send a marriage proposition to your family. You've shown the most potential out of all the other wife's candidates for the children. In raw strength you were stronger but with intelligence Illumi had you beat.

Never really paying attention to the lessons about responsibilities and integrity. Only the fairy tales of princes who save their princesses. Even if you know that you are a princess, you unfortunately understood that you can save yourself.

"Momma it isn't fair that I have to marry. I'm only 20, you've married at 30. It's not fair !" Throwing a tantrum on the dining room table as dishes and plates are wiped through the air. Tears ruined your doll like makeup. Your dress is ripped up and down, It'd cost a fortune to afford the one you were wearing.

Mother circled the table and wiped your face, her presence calming you down before things got out of hand. "My darling, this is only natural for you to find yourself a partner. Your father and I regret playing cat and mouse. Not settling down earlier, we missed the chance to have more children." Her dazzling radiant face over the year started to crack. She still looks good for the age of 50 something. "Don't you want to meet some more of your marriage suitors? I'm sure you'll find a prince somewhere in the mix. We have a dinner date with the Zoldycks tonight. Come join us. I've heard they have a castle."

After a while you started to grind back on to his tongue as he drew cursive on it. "Please doe, just like thatーAhh~." You couldn't help but moan. He tightly grabbed on your hips, his nails digging in. Knowing you'd cum if you keep up. Making you come to a stop.

"Y/N, can I put it in now? Don't get me wrong we could be here all day if you so desire, but I know my cock would provide you with more. I wanna feel your insides." What a disturbing way to say he wants to stick it in. Well you doubt he'd understand even if you brought it up. "Sure Doe, I've missed the stretch."

Doe quickly got up and changed his position. Dragging you by your leg and flipping you on your stomach. He loved seeing you from this angle. How you'd shake your ass in anticipation. "How'd you like it to be this time." Doe asked as he rubbed his hand over your supple ass. He reminded you of your last interaction with him turning it into a tentacle. "Hmm, I'd say something normal looking today but stuff me full." You turned your head back to him excited for his imagination to take shape.

"fUck... you're so tight. I won't last long like this." Him moaning closely behind you. In all honesty you've already tapped out an hour ago. His thick dick hit everywhere that made you see starts. Slamming his hips into your round bottom. He's already made you squirt twice. Whenever you tried to run after an orgasm he'd bring your right back onto his thick cock. After your first orgasm he started to change the shape again. It was now bumpy and vibrating.

Cum was dripping down your leg and your pussy felt so used and full. It felt like heaven. "DOe I'm gonna..~ . Before you could finish your sentence he started to rub your clit with his fingers. You didn't know if it was the combination of him slamming in hard and faster, or him rubbing your clit. Your orgasm felt like no other. Your legs are shaking as you start squirting on the covers. "Yeah, AMHー you like when I slam my fat cock into you? Oh God let me fill you up some more. You'll take it won't you ? MmH! Please allow me the honor of it." Eyes rolling behind your head as you felt another spasm in your wet heat. Doe pushed in deep as his hips stiffened.

At a certain point both of you ended up laying flat on your backs. Doe's long hair falling slightly off the bed. Turning to you he opened his lips to speak. "Round 5 ..?"

Your interesting new body that also accompanied you was strange. Your body has a luscious glow from the weird skin like sheet metal. With a small monitor on your wrist that showed you your vitals.

Having no foundation and a slight craft of making something out of nothing. You got yourself a business making Android assistance bots. Who needs Demons and Sinners when you have ready made bots willing to do almost anything. You're still working on somethings but none the less from perfection.

You were a spit fire that's for sure. Finding your place fairly easy. Being the Mastermind behind an Electric business in your recent past. You've learned a few dirty tricks at getting what you want.

Having frequent battles to aquire a turf to call your own. Even if I meant trying to brutally murder other low life's. Who cares? You're in hell and you only live once. Well twice in every Sinners case.

But as of late some asshole of a Poor functioning monitor company wanted to get in your way. He was "Big time" but all of his accomplishments were mediocre at best. Your Android assistance bots gravely out weighted his TV Empire beyond comparison. And he was "friends" with that loser Valentino. Good golly do you hate him and his disgusting business.

He once wanting to combine your business with his. Wanting you to work under him. He honestly thought he was smart. You're not that dumb, he wants the publicity of you joining. You have been the talk of the whole realm. It was truly an honor to the single flower that stuck out. Quite the eye catcher.

Which honestly you would have if he'd ask nicer than just say, "Join my fucking Empire and lavish in all it's charm."

You gently got up from your sit and said this on your way out. "As if I'd join the Three Musketeer and work under your pitiful display of power." Walking out of the door slamming it.

He came up with a brilliant idea. "I'm tired of playing nice with that bitch." Vox took to anger before rationally thinking. He was proud of himself when telling his subordinates to put a tracking device in your car. And it surely didn't take long for him to locate you.

You weren't one to mess around with. Having a zero tolerance for idioc and rambunctious losers who would waste your time. And unfortunately for Vox he fit both categories.

Stepping out of the car. The service bot held your hand to help you out. Closing the door behind you. Without a chance to catch view of the bustling only to see Vox. "What do you want from me? I thought I made it clear that I wanted no part in that bogus deal." Snapping at him as he followed this long strides behind you. "Don't be like that, can't you just see how much more you'll gain working under me? You can't be so stupid to think I won't use force did you?" "Oh no! Whatever shall I do? You know I'm not helpless, correct?" He scoffed at you. Unfortunately for him he recently learned of your alliance with Alastor.

Picking up your pace as you walked into the booming establishment. Hoping to loosen up after your truly eventful week. Quickly finding yourself to the bar. Only to have that insufferable TV sit right next to you.

"What would you like Y/L?" "Take the strongest things you have and mix them together. I want the strongest hangover tomorrow." "Give me what's she's having."

After a few drinks you both shared a unspoken mood. You couldn't quite put your finger on it but the desire you felt at the moment for the very distasteful yet Handsome TV. Perhaps it was the lights, or maybe the music but most definitely the drinks. Checking your arm monitor. [Hammered] That's all you needed to know to put your almost finished drink down.

After putting the money on the table with a nice tip, you turned and started up another conversation with Vox. "Why are you still here? I've already said no to the deal, get it through that think screen of yours."

"Someone is feeling that Martini. I just thought that you might want some company. I've seen the way you've been staring at me all night." "Hop off your high horse. Though you aren't mistaken. Just be warned that I don't play sweetly." "Don't worry sweetheart. I like to play rough."

After that short but sweet conversation you can't even remember how you ended up in your room. But that's a problem for tomorrow.

Imagine

Your elaborate outfit was long gone, making conversation with the carpet. You knew Vox wasn't a kind man but some decency wouldn't hurt. He littered your skin with sharp nips.

His slick fingers found it's way to your chest. "Remember what you said, what happened to all that bite?" Vox smirked down at you while he pinched at your oh so sensitive nipples. "Oh shut up. You should be greatful that I'm allowing you the pleasure of pleasing me tonight. Many souls have fought for this pleasure." Your legs clamped around his waist, successful flipping both of you over. "But since you asked so nicely, I'll show you some bite "

You made quick work of his tattered clothes. Throwing the button up and pants on the floor to join the conversation with yours. You decided to leave his undergarments on. You being in no rush. You had nothing to do in the morning.

Slowly you started to grind your hips down to meet his. You were quick to make your hands busy with raking them up and down his chest. Feeling naughty you started to traced his cute nipples. He started to look slightly displeased.

"Oh what's wrong cupcake? Is this too much for you already?" He scoffed at you while grinding his hip up to yours. "It's not that it's too much, I've never had someone--Ah !" He cut himself off with a airy moan. You don't spare him any glances as you started to toy with his nipples.

You gave him the same rough treatment he gave you. Pulling and twisting them. Tonight shall be an interesting night. Was all you could think about. While your hands were busy you started to lean down and bite at his shoulders. Leaving deep bite marks in it's wake. Slowly dragging your tongue around the craters. Trailing your tongue to meet your hands. Latching onto his left nipple and gently sucking.

You could tell that Vox was getting impatient with the lack of friction between his legs. Looking him in his eyes he had a deep flush on his monitor. He was cute.

Suddenly out of nowhere he decided that he wanted to take charge again. Mostly likely because he felt humiliated that he was being dominated by you. "I've had enough play time. Let's get the real party started." He snatched your beautiful decorated panties off without a second thought. He were quick to follow.

"Like I've said, I'm not gonna go easy on you." Flashing his pearly sharp teeth at you again. Precisely lining himself up with you soaking wet entrance. Just the tip felt heavy and he had even inserted yet. What have you've gotten yourself into. Too late to back out now.

He slammed his throbbing hard dick into you. All you could do was hold your mouth open as all the air rushed out of you. The sting of the stretch was orgasmic. Your legs pulled him in closer, not wanted to let him go.

His pace was slightly unbearable. The jack ass didn't even give you a change to catch your breath. He was thrusting in so hard and deep. It was the deepest someone has gotten. He grabbed your legs and pulled them down to your chest. "Waait! Slow DOwn!" "What ah happened to you don't play nice? So take what I givve you." He was groaning as he picked his pace up.

You didn't know about him but you were about to cum. He was just being so rough. It was a major turn on for you. "I'm... I'm CUMMING!" The orgasm shook through you. Vox on the other hand did not slow down for a second. He worked you through your first orgasm into your second. It was becoming too much, your legs started to shake. Vox finally emptied himself into your warm cavern. "Ahhh, that was great. But don't think that we're finished yet."

He pulled out. And turned you over flat on your stomach. Pulling your hips up towards his. He reinserted himself into you with on strong thrust. He picked back up his brutal pace again. Your face went straight into the pillows to hide your loud moans. As he slammed his hips into the back of your ass it stung oh so good. Vox pulled at your scalp and yanked your head back. "Don't go quiet on me now. I wanna he your screams." And boy did you not let him down. "AhhaaA, I'm CUMMING AGAIN!"

You couldn't take anymore, he was being so mean. You looked at your arm monitor it said [Error]!? What does that mean? Vox slid his fingers down to meet your painfully throbbing clit and started to play with it. "You like that don't you?" He said proud of himself for successful.aking you cum three times non-stop. Your fourth orgasm was coming in fast. "Give me one more." "I CAN'T!" "YOU CAN." Your vitals started to say"Short circuit!" Along with "ERROR"

Before you knew it you blacked out for a few seconds. When you came to you realized between your legs was a gushing stream of liquid. You were beyond embarrassed. Vox grunted on last time as he slowed his pace down. Having reaching his limit. With you milking his cock just right. His orgasm was trying blissful.

Having nothing else to live for. Without really looking at your contract, you signed your first and last name at the bottom of the contract. Alastor grabbed your hand and pressed his sharp finger into your thumb. Blood started to leak over the document.

That was the greatest mistake of your life.

You don't remember how long you've been here. Has it been months or years? You couldn't tell, all there was in the sky was a red gleaming light.

After your little deal, Alastor dragged you straight down to hell. Not by choice of course, solemnly remembering your first day in hell. Alastor made a big scene to ensure everyone knew you were his favorite marionette. "So leave them be, or you'll find out what it's like to die a second time."

Quite frankly to everyone else you seemed like a little hostage he keeps around for his entertainment. Making you run hard errands in the sweltering heat. Also adorning you many maid/servant outfits.

"Why don't you look ravenous." Some lousy scum bag said to you. He must be new down here. Feeling bad you only gave him a warning to run away from you. "Sir, I don't mean to sound rude or anything but I kid you not don't talk to me." "Why not sug, you can't be stuck up after death too."

"Pleading with a stranger S/O? I thought I've taught you better than that. And you're late." You froze instantly hearing your master's voice. "I apologize, I was on my way-." He cut you off to steal a glance at the sinner that dared to talk to you. Giving him a mischievous grin.

"I'll give you a whole minute to run, after that I'll let my hunting dogs come after you." He said with a sing song voice. Snapping his fingers a furious black dog appeared out of a demon circle. It has three sharp fanged heads. A tall broad figure with long snouts.The perfect hunting dog, Alastor managed to make. His favorite beast in his collection of horrors.

Turning to look at you. "S/O my dear, please head home. We have a serious conversation to be held." He whisked you off without a second thought. Scared not to follow his orders. You slowly turned away from the scene Alastor was putting on.

Starting up his radio broadcasting. A dark ominous energy surrounding the area.

"Ladies, gentlemen and variations thereupon, care to witness a spectacular event. A poor unfortunate soul meeting his second maker." His minute was far gone, yet he was still insight. The dogs speared not a second when Alastor said, "Fetch."

The carnage was immense. His yells, screams for help went unheard by the people spectating. Some laughing maniacally glad that it was him and not them. After the dogs were finished all that remains is his chewed up bones.

"Thank you for you time, I bid you adieu." Everyone started to clap and praise him. Remembering what happened to the last guy that didn't.

It wasn't long before he would return. Following your usual schedule you set the large dining table with varieties of heavy meat dishes and perfect sides to combat each other. While cooking you were going heavy on the seasonings. Not knowing what he wanted tonight, having not told you when he sent you off.

Your stomach growled. You put your plate up earlier. Alastor had special rules you had to follow. One being not to eat at the table with him and to stay by his side until he was finished. Quite frankly it was unfair. Even sometimes taking his precious time to finish eating.

2 rules you unfortunately managed to break was being late and talking to others he did not promit you to. Boy you were going to be in a world of pain. Your master has a cruel streak regardless of the events that have taken place.

Looking out of the window at the Red Maple trees he made you take care of with your life. Spacing out and thinking of the time he burned his name into your soul. You couldn't properly function for weeks. Not able to move or eat properly. That was your personal hell. He told you it was a part of the contract but you honestly don't know.

The chime of the door opening was your que to get scared. Speed walking to the door to gracefully take his coat off his shoulders. Slightly trembling with every movement, not making eye contact. You could smell the blood redating off of him. Gently putting his coat on the dark burgundy coat hanger. Fidgety with the thought of your punisher being centimeter away from you.

"S/o, won't you look at me?" He said so sweetly and placing a hand on your cheek to lift your face up to meet his. It was only an act of kindness, you know that. You just couldn't help yourself, by rubbing your face into his palm. "You know I wouldn't want to hurt you but you leave me no choice. I can't have rule breakers living with me, can I?" The slightest sound of radio static entering your full soundings. "I don't like how disobedient you have been in the resent weeks. I think I should put you down a few sizes for your transgressions. What do you think?"

Making everything he says a rhetorical question. Leaving very little room to speak. It only took him a few seconds of him chanting something you couldn't understand. With a snap of his fingers you were closer to the ground than you ever where before. You could compare yourself to a doll. Picking you up, Alastor took you to his private study. He always had a big doll house in there. It was for you.

"You will sit in here and isolate yourself until you understand that no one has the right to even look at you but me. It is your fault for not following the rules." Opening the top of the doll house in dropping you inside. "Goodnight my Angel." As he closed the top of the roof, leaving you in udderly complete darkness.

Heyyyy, Alice here

It was only a matter of time before he put his nerves beside and spoke to you. "Well hello there Miss, may I aquire a little bit of your precious time." Kissing the back of your hand. The charmer he appears to be. With a mouth full of sharp teeth and sharp claws. You found it weird that he was so gentle.

You have no one to blame for failing madly in love with his elegant charm and sweet voice. A voice that carried endless symphonies of love and no regrets.

You were content with his lack of Physical affection but none the less you did want to embrace and fall into his lips. He would give in every now and again but you couldn't shake of the somber ravenous guilt of intimacy.

Deciding that you couldn't keep a facade, you wanted to break things off. "Y/n, my Moon in the Red sky. Are you saying you don't want me?" When he put it that way you feel disgusted with yourself. But you can't give in.

"Alastor, my heart yearns for something more. Something you can't give. It's not because you've failed to love me. I'm just greedy and selfish."

The last words that came out of your mouth. Did you really mean it? After that you started to spill like an over flowing sink. Words you've never thought came out. "I was wrong for ever thinking of leaving you. I'll stay with you for all eternity, even if I don't have that. In death I wouldn't want to part from you." You were confused and apparently your mouth wasn't listening to your wants and demands.

Alastor sat facing you with big dark eyes, smiling benevolently at you. Opening his mouth to speak he said. "Y/n, you are my muse I can't just let you run off. No need to think or hide away. Let's keep you as my favorite Doll for all eternity, please?" He formed it as a question but in reality he wasn't giving you a choice.

With a snap of his fingers your body became silent to your pleads for movement. Alastor humming a tune, picked you up. You felt like a sack of potatoes heavy, yet weightless in his arms. Opening a demon circle to his residence. He proceeds to take you to his basement. Strapping you into a chair.

"My Sweet Doll Face. He whispered into your left ear. "This will only hurt for a while. I shall break you and put you back together. For my love for you is true. You shall move to my wishes and mine alone. Your heart shall not want for more." He kissed your lips. And sewn them shut.

For the first time in all your existence you wanted to beg for mercy, to god. Irony isn't, you couldn't speak.

Alice here :D