ever felt like all those lovely fandom writing blogs were lacking something? like it's all too wholesome?
well I have, so I'm going to be the change I want to see in the world. with your help, your fave can be problematic too!!! take my hand, we got this. 🫴
here you can request absolutely anything, however if you're looking for full-on sex I likely won't go into too much detail. I'll still write something! just kindly manage your expectations. I'll do my best. 🫡
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Summary: what it says on the tin. turned into half headcanons half rambling apparently.... whoops!!! anyway what if the school's chairman had a favorite
Content warnings: age gap, student!reader. do keep the setting in mind
432 words
With the student council's president busy flexing his power over the student body, often it's on you to play representative and let the higher-ups know anything of note
The first time you came to present some new plans, Chisei was lounging at his desk looking more like one of your classmates than the head of the academy
Save to say you did not feel taken seriously
But for some reason, he started calling you into his office more and more often since then. Somehow he seems more likely to listen if it's you there, too
"Hm, you mean why you're here again? Ahh, I forgot. Nah, you're not in trouble. Just stay right there and gimme a second to remember."
The excuses get more ridiculous over time though. Going over something you'd already discussed in detail before? Unnecessary, but sure. But then he "dropped his favorite fancy fountain pen and can't find it", "needed help opening the window for some fresh air", or "just wanted to see how you're doing"
Nothing's stopping him from keeping you with him during recess—or during one of your classes if he deems it important enough
"Excuse me sir, it's about the-" - "Sir? Pfft, seriously?! We're a bit closer than that by now, don't ya think?"
Of course you have to sit on his lap! It's much better to discuss important matters face to face and up close
"Important matters" turn into Chisei complaining about his tedious work or a day that just won't end, all while keeping you as close as possible
(God forbid a man need some emotional support)
A knock on the door interrupting it? Don't panic, you can hide under the desk. In fact, stay there for as long as you like
You even get head pats for being nice and quiet until the other person leaves!
Always "fixing" your hair or uniform for you. You have to look presentable, naturally
Need a ride home? Yeah you do
He always stops by somewhere on the way though. Don't worry about money, let the adult here treat you to a little something
Or skip that step and let him take you home, just for a quick visit. Tell your parents you're with a friend, it's basically true after all
He says it's the perfect opportunity to get closer on a more personal level, which of course could only benefit you both
Even lets you borrow some of his clothes while you're there. Cause the school uniform sure would make it harder to relax
And he only peeks sometimes while you change, only a little
Switching places with Belphie (YOU'RE stuck in the attic now)
Character: Belphegor Obey Me
Summary: AU where it's you who gets locked up by a demon with a more or less unique interest in humans, at least in this particular one. I think he liiikes youuu
Content warnings: isolation, you're really just locked up in there, yandere Belphie but he's chill about it (?)
about 800 words
You never knew how fascinating you were.
You still don't know, do you?
However long it's been since you've walked into this trap, it feels longer than that, closer to a lifetime or two. At this point you might even be able to convince yourself that it's comfortable living like this, in a familiar cage filled with warm blankets.
Really, what more could you want?
He had approached you in your own world—"human world", apparently—after a particularly stressful day, one of those that made life itself feel like too much to bear.
When he came up to you, he seemed so kind with those worried, sympathetic eyes and that soft voice, you couldn't help but confide in this stranger about all that dragged you down, about how you felt like you were never enough in the eyes of society, about how you wish you could spend your life bearing no more of those heavy responsibilities.
Or at least, you'd like an extended vacation.
And he would hang onto every word. When you hung your head with a sigh, about to apologize for your impromptu rant, he would lean closer and whisper to you.
"I'm not really supposed to do this... But I think I can help you."
And that's how you ended up falling for a demon's promises.
Of course you were impressed by every little thing in this entirely new world he brought you to, even as he kindly explained things along the way and patiently answered your questions. Your curiosity didn't let up when you reached what looked like a gothic manor straight out of a movie, but your guide was determined to lead you right up a winding staircase.
"The others won't bother us up there, trust me."
Since that time, you've been spending every night there. Every day too. It was hard to tell when another night ended and day began, the only indication being the sporadic sounds that managed to reach you; footsteps that echoed loud enough for you to notice, raging voices booming through the halls.
And his voice, soothing as ever.
Right by the door, when you expected it and when you didn't.
Belphegor would take care of you, not yet like a pet, moreso an experiment. He would bring you food, always too little at first. And not much would change the few times you tried to ask for more.
"Well, I dunno how much humans need. Maybe I'll give you more next time." He shrugged dismissively and instead of leaving you be he always stayed to see you eat... try to eat new, unfamiliar dishes.
Over time you've come to expect at least two meals a day—bigger portions, some of it food that you, miraculously, actually took a liking to. He still hovered over you similar to a mother watching her toddler try to eat on their own, but with time it became easier to not mind this presence as much. Eyes boring into you became half lidded, passively observing.
He came to sleep in the same room more often too. The first time you watched him close the door behind himself and approach you was terrifying, all but frozen in place you prayed to any god that might still hear you.
But he walked right past you, bundled up some blankets and seemed to fall asleep instantly. Still you watched with a heart pounding louder than you dared to breathe. Until a muffled voice came: "Stop staring, it's distracting... 'm not gonna kill you."
That's when you first noticed how tired you yourself had gotten. Whenever Belphegor was around, quietly resting in the same room, it became so much easier to fall asleep yourself. Even when he came closer, even with his breath puffing against your face, even with his arms around you or hands wandering.
It took some time before you gathered enough courage to ask as cautiously as one could about maybe, just for a day, being let out of this dark attic.
"A human roaming free in the Devildom? Yeah, I don't think so. You'll get eaten before you can come back."
You didn't ask any further questions.
Some days he brought another person with him when he checked on you. Unfamiliar faces, none of which seemed too impressed with you.
"Eh... I don't get it, what's so special 'bout this one? Ain't it just a boring human?"
"Poor thing looks scared, doesn't it? Aw, I do love that look though!"
"...just don't let this cause trouble for Diavolo."
But Belphegor didn't mind, he saw something more in you. Something that made him smile so sweetly as he studied your face and all your nervous expressions. Something that made him want to keep you close and learn every last detail about you, especially ones you'd rather keep hidden.
But you condone CONDONE It in IRL, Right..? RIGHT??????/genq
Please dont mawl me I dont know too much about the darkship community, the few proshipper I knew endup actually heavily supported and WANTED to experience that kind of ""relationship"" IRL, so I Just want to be sure, Sorry for bothering you About this😭/gen
NO!!!!!!! I don't condone any of it under any circumstances ever. Any adult/minor relationship irl is just grooming which is obviously harmful and I wish the worst on people who prey on kids and teens like that. Lemme make that clear
I'm sorry you had those experiences with people, some either wanna be edgy for the sake of it or have some real problems. Me and many others are proSHIP/proFIC because as long as terrible things stay in fictional stories (that kids don't have access to) they don't hurt anyone. Most people I've seen know there's a line between that and real world harm
Hope I didn't yap too much but in conclusion I hate everyone who tries to justify predatory relationships irl ^-^ and thank you for asking so respectfully
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
I Saw the "Proshipper/darkshipper" tag and I was wondering.. Do you ship Minor x adult, incest & stuff..? OR Just stuff like mortal x immortal, Yandere x Darling, Stalker x Stalked, experiment x scientist, etc..?/genq/curious
I'm fine with minor x adult and incest too, I mean when you think about it those aren't inherently "more problematic" than, say, a yandere isolating their love from society and traumatizing them for life or something like that lol
Personally I do have some incest ships. I like minor x adult more as an AU for characters I already like as is if that makes sense
