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I am welcome to all requests and if you're an anon request-er, feel free to take up an emoji or a letter or a name just so I can remember you by.
My rules for requesting are simple:
① Fandom Name and Character
② What Type of Fanfic or Drabble you want
- Reader x Character, Character x Character, OC x Character
- Angst, Fluff, Cannon, Fannon
③ Just the Main Idea so I'm not going off nothing
When I'm not doing requests, I'll answer questions but I'll mainly be doing DSMP as I have prior experience, along with Obey Me and stuff like BNHA and Haikyuu.
Update: I'm gonna start writing Stranger Things again and that's to my hyper-fixation on ITSV and ATSV, you'll also be getting that as well, so look out for it, thank you.
And I'm open to smut with of course boundaries. Just as long as it isn't with minors (even if aged up), there is a high chance I'll do your request, if you are unsure of what kinks/dynamics, feel free to ask and I'll be sure to answer it and put it on a kink board as this account continues to exsits.
Oh and if I see like creators or actors in there and they've stated their uncomfortable with this type of stuff I will come for you in a very bad way.
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Can you do a fluff fic where quackity has a huge crush on reader and gets jealous when the reader starts to spend more time with his flags (e.g bbh,wilbur or any of the members of the dsmp)
A/n: turns out that late-night writing does work, also, I have NFI what flags means but imma wing it
This is sorta like a part two to the oblivious reader one so stay tuned for part 3 (but you don't need to read part one to understand this part)
Quackity's Battle for the Reader's Attention
Quackity laughed at your words, staring into your eyes which just sparkled like stars wherever he looked deep enough. You both had run into each other after a long day and both of you needed a break, so you both stopped your boring yet busy days to just talk. And it was great, for the most part, until somebody came over to ruin it.
"Y/N! There you are! I was wondering where you went." Said a voice, a sophisticated British one at that and two sets of footsteps, walking towards the two. Quackity's eye twitched slightly, turning his head to face the blonde boy, Tommy, and the face to the voice, Wilbur.
"Y/N! What the fuck!? You left us for him!?" Tommy whined like the child he was and pushed you away from Quackity playfully.
"Hey! Come on guys, you know I didn't mean anything by it." You laughed, ruffling the blonde boy's hair with a bright smile.
"Quackity." Wilbur greeted you with a small head nod as you and Tommy push each other around like the children you both were. "Didn't know you'd be here." Quackity nodded his head with a forced, pressed-lip smile.
"Me neither." He spoke up, a small migraine beginning to form at what would eventually be his worst nightmare.
"Why don't you hang out with us? It's just us so far but Sapnap and George said they'll be showing up." Quackity's eye twitched slightly before he smiled.
"Actually, I-"
"No, Quackity, please, you have to be there!" You cut him off before he even began his web of lies he was about to spin just to get out of it. "Please, it'll be so much fun if you're there too, please?" Quackity took a sharp breath, his eyes moving to gaze up at the British man before sighing.
"Okay, sure, Y/N, uh, if you want me to," Quackity said with a nervous smile, before his gaze shifted back to Wilbur with a glare, it's not like he had anything important to do anyways.
"Oh, that's amazing!" You clap with a smile before Tommy rams into you, pushing you off your feet with a laugh.
"Fuck you!" Wilbur laughed as Tommy continued to swear at your body on the floor, fighting like brothers. Quackity sighed and turned his head away from the scene, this was going to be a long night.
"No, I understand." You nod your head as you listen intently to the conversation at hand. Wilbur and George were taking up all of your attention which left Quackity sitting with Sapnap, although, he wasn't paying attention to him.
"Quackity? Hello? Are you even listening to me?" Sapnap asked impatiently, staring at the beanie-wearing man. He sighed and leaned back in his seat, waiting for Quackity to say something.
Quackity sighed and looked back at Sapnap. "Sorry, what were you saying?" He asked politely, taking a sip of his drink, but it was clear that he was busy in his own mind, which only caused Sapnap to roll his eyes.
"Bro, why don't you just fucking confess already?" He asked with an over-exaggerated sigh to show his annoyance. "Like he likes you! Just say something!" Quackity sighed and looked back over to you.
"But they don't." Quackity scowled slightly, watching you talk and smile with Goerge and Wilbur like they were your boyfriends. Sapnap kicks his shin from under the table making him wince.
"Quackity, go talk to him, right now," Sapnap said with a stern glare, Quackity huffed a laugh but nodded his head, getting up from the table and walking over to you and the group.
Wilbur looked at Quackity as he walked over, waving at him with a smile, you and George were still busy talking to one another with a happy and excited smile.
"Quackity, what's up man?" He asked with a polite smile, causing Quackity to cringe at himself slightly, he was really jealous over his crush talking to somebody else, what was he evening doing.
You perk up and finally notice Quackity, waving at him with a smile, George follows along as he realises he has not seen the boy.
"Quackity, when did you get there?" George joking with a laugh, you hummed and smiled at Quackity before turning back to talk to George.
You looked so happy that Quackity almost felt bad for coming over to try and steal you away from Wilbur and George, but he couldn't help but still feel his jealousy eating away at him, he would wait just a bit longer.
This was really going to be a long night for Quackity,
A/N: Hello everybody, I know I haven't posted in a bit but I wanted to share some original work as a sort of filler, if you asked for anything, it will be coming soon and for those of you waiting for All Grown Up is almost done so stay tuned for that and I hope you enjoy!
A/N 2: And because it is almost Halloween (and I totally forgot about kinktober), please send in some Halloween requests!
Marus was an extraordinary young boy, rising through the ranks like a shark trying to catch the big fish. He was smart, courageous, but, most importantly, suggestible. He had the brains and the brawn for this mission and he was well off doing it alone.
He skimmed briefly through the contract before signing it with a beautiful red pen. “Thank you, sir. We will send you off shortly. We hope for your safe return.” The person bowed before cocking his head towards the door. “Marie is outside, she’ll be around to get you anything you think you might need.”
Marus nodded enthusiastically. This wasn’t the first time he had gone on a mission, but it was never one of this calibre. He was going on a mission they called ‘S3’. Marcus doesn’t understand. Not entirely. He just understands that this is a dangerous mission and that even if it’s at the cost of his life, he’ll be protecting his family.
“Hey, Marie!” He waved as he peeked his head from the room. Maire stood still, arms behind her back, her face stoic and cold, so cold that Marcus could feel it, even from where he was standing and shuddered. “Marie, you will be assigned to Sir Marcus. After his departure, you will go back to your station.” Marie nods in acknowledgment. “Of course sir. Please, come with me, sir Marcus-”
“You can just call me Marcus,”
“I’ll show you to the armoury.” She continued.
Marcus took a deep breath, the air was fresh and there were trees. Real trees. Ones that could not be found where he was from. He was told to bring two 2 things. A lighter, and his gun. Marcus was told to clean out his pockets before he went on this mission so as to not leave anything behind for the creatures to find and sniff back to the city.
He entered the forest.
The tree had crunchy brown leaves, not like the pretty pink and purple ones that they have. Many trees were left bare and there were no animals or shrubby in sight, it felt…dead but so alive.
Marcus was cautious, he always was. He’d take careful steps. One foot in front of the other. There was no room for failure. There never was. Not back there, not here, not ever.
He heard the cries and screaming of those who didn’t make it out. The weeping of children who were left behind. Whose souls couldn’t move on from this horrible place. They let it grow in hopes that maybe, just maybe, it would be different from last time, but they were wrong. He heard the branches rustling above him.
It sounded like something was…moving?
But…how?
Nothing should be out here.
His breath hitched. His voice stuck in his throat. He was frozen. He waited. Then he heard it again. Above him, moving. An animal?
He gasped. He leaped ahead, just turning his head around enough to see a person fall from the trees, blade in hand. It growled, rolling on her back. Marus landed on his feet, almost tripping back on them.
He whipped out his gun and pointed it at the, now, defenceless creature. “What do you want from us?!” It cried, eyes red with rage. “Why can’t you leave us alone?!” The creature had been adorned with torn and dirt stain rags that could barely be called clothes.
“Us? There’s more of you?” He asked, picking his words out carefully. He was told that if you ever encountered one of them, ask questions, even if they don’t answer. And, under no circumstances, you were ever to answer theirs. It shook its head in defeat. “Just get it over with, why don’t you? This game is getting tiring.” It begged, tears ready to spill at any moment.
“What game?” Marcus asked, now more curious than ever.
“This!” It gestured towards the boy. “It’s not fair!” It cried out, tears spilling over like a damn that was so close to falling apart. “All you do is take from us! Take, take and take! And you come back! There is nothing here for you anymore! You took everything from us!”
The thing almost looked sad. He chuckled. “Well that’s a new one. Haven’t heard that. What are you trying to do? Do you think I’m so stupid to believe that?” He laughed. Its eyes softened, looking like a dull hazel. Human-like. That’s what it looks like.
“Please…” It begged, throwing the hand-made blade aside. “I don’t want to die. But I’ll do anything for my people.” Marcus shrugged, cocking his gun. “Whatever you say.”
BOOM!
The body fell to the hard ground. He would have to take the body back for processing but this one seemed different. It felt like a real person. But, that’s not what he heard from the higher ups. He heard the voice swarm over him again.
“UGH!” He screamed, his gun dropping to the ground. “Stop it!” He pleaded to the loud static of the forest around him. The children's laughs and cries of pain and agony. The gunshots of the people before him. “You’re not real!” Oh, but whatever it was, it’s most definitely real.
He tripped back, his back hitting the tree behind him. But he did not scream. He knew that more would come his way if they heard him. “Get out…” He whimpered, his hands shakily ran up to cover his ears, to muffle the sounds of the pleading creature whose blood was running towards him, wrapping itself around his throat like chains.
“Please stop this…don’t do this to me…” His eyes began to fill with tears, the feeling of the chains growing tighter. “Please, I still…” He gasped for air, pulling at the chains around. Clawing at them. Anything! He doesn’t want to die.
“Stop it! You can stop this!” He cried. The children began to sing, the gunshoots became louder, the trial of blood that seemed to be scratching themselves into his skin. “Please!”
“But why?” A distorted voice said from behind the screen. “You’re done, you are not needed anymore.” It said, calmly. The sound of typing fingers can be heard throughout all the noise. “You killed the main character. You did it.” It shrugged.
“But I don’t want to die!”
“You don’t want anything.” The keys snapped back. “You do not want. You do not care. You will have to die just like the rest of them.”
“No please!” He begged, kicking his legs, like a child. “I’m not a child! Please! Just stop!” The world began to collapse around him, the leaves gracefully falling into the void around the trees skyrocket next to them.
“Hush now. We wouldn’t want them to hear you?” Marcus’s cries, pleads and begs, stopped in an instant. Like his mouth was sewn shut, like a doll, or a puppet. “I think you’d make a great puppet Marcus. Maybe next time, you’ll get to be the main character.” It laughed, he struggled as now red and black tears fell from his eyes. “I know that’s gotta hurt.”
“I guess for your last moments, I would like you to scream one more time.” Marcus cried out, blood spilling from his lips. As the floor fell below him, he didn’t scream, his last act of rebellion, disobedience against the narrator. Against me.
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heyy~ just wanted to pop in and ask if you're going to make a part 2 to 'all grown up' (that one obey me reaction)?
not trying to rush you or anything, and it's totally cool if you don't, no worries. just wanted to ask ^-^
Omg, it's no worries at all.
Yes, I am currently working on it and without giving any big spoilers, let's say that there is currently a lot happening in part 2, you could even say it's a bit explosive.
Hello LemonDrops, we are coming up on 100 followers and I want to know what you all would want me to do for it! So just send in a request but make sure to specify that is is for the 100 follower special, and thank you all so much for keeping up with me and this blog, I couldn't have made it without you guys, honestly, this does mean the world to me, may there be many more milestones!
Anyways I will be sending you a lot of quackity prompts because I’m a huge simp (hope you don’t mind)
But anyways
Quackity x male reader but he has a FAT CRUSH on reader but reader is completely oblivious and quackitys friends tease him but reader is STILL OBLIVIOUS ASF
Anyways I understand if u don’t wanna do it dw
A/N: Woah there Bee, take a breath, these will take a while, but they will be done
Quackity Quandary: How to Get Noticed by an Oblivious Crush
"Quackity, Jesus, man, is he that bad?" Badboyhalo asked as he sat across from him, a cup of coffee in his hand.
See, Quackity had this problem, well, his crush had this problem at just completely being oblivious to his advances, every advance shut down because he couldn't pick up on them.
"Yes, Bad, it is that bad!" Quackity groan, his face in his hands.
"He can't be that oblivious, I'm sure he has to pick up on it soon," Bad thought, giving Quackity a reassuring smile as he sipped his drink. "Besides, you're meeting up with him, right? For a date?" Quackity groaned at the reminder.
"Yeah, Bad, that's the problem, Y/n, he-"
"Y/N thinks that Quackity just wants to hang out with him and doesn't see it as a date." Skeppy laughed from next to Bad, causing Quackity to roll his eyes with a loud groan.
"Oh! Well, I, I guess that's not good, but I'm sure it'll turn out fine!" Bad stumbled over his words with a small nervous smile.
"Yeah, but Quackity is too pussy to do anything about it," Sapnap said, walking in from the kitchen.
"Hey! Language-"
"Besides, Y/N thinks that you're just teasing him, you know, playfully flirting with him." Sapnap pointed down, sitting down next to Quackity, ignoring Bad's light scolding.
"But how can I get that to stop!?"
"You don't, you just learn to deal with it and move on." Skeppy shrugs, stealing a glance at Sapnap. "Or, you could-"
"Just tell him." Sapnap finished Skeppy's thought before both burst out laughing.
"Hey! Come on guys! Don't be so rude!" Bad scolds with a small scoff, reaching to hold Quackity's hand. "Ignore them, I'm sure he can't be as bad as you say."
"Oh, he is! Remember that one time!?" Skeppy playfully teased with his laughter. "It was so funny, Quackity and Y/N were just "hanging out" and then Quackity-"
"Hugged him and Y/N just said, "Stop hugging me, I'm trying to pick out George's birthday present"?!" Sapnap finished, both continuing to laugh painfully as Quackity's face turned red.
"You said you wouldn't bring that up! And you told Skeppy?!" Quackity groaned, Bad also trying to hold back his laughter and be a good friend.
"I'm sure that was just a one-time thing, I'm sure it was just really close to George's birthday and-"
"Bad, just stop, please." Quackity cut him off with a deep sigh, fixing his beanie subconsciously. "It wasn't-"
"2 months, actually," Skeppy spoke up through laughter, causing Bad to stifle his laugh more harshly this time.
"Oh, well, that, uh, that's-" Bad let out a small huff of a laugh, covering his mouth before continuing to laugh. "I-I'm so, so sorry, that's just-" Bad cut himself off as he continued to stifle his laughter.
"Bad! Come on! Help me, man!" Quackity groaned. "God! Why does he have to be so, so him!?" Quackity stood up from the couch, walking out of the house as his friends still laughed, although it had died down a little. "Forgot this, I'm leaving."
"Wait, Quackity! Come back! We still need to talk about the time you fumbled to bag so hard!" Sapnap laughed before he was cut off by Quackity slamming the front door shut.
He was sure if it wasn't him in this situation, he would laugh too, but it was him so he couldn't help but feel a bit of playful betrayal, it was the only way he could describe it. So he sighed, picking up his pride as he walked home, his ride was Sapnap but there wasn't any way he was riding home with him now. But God he wishes he did.
"Quackity?" A voice said with a confused brow raised. He stopped and looked up from his pity party to catch the eyes of you with his.
"Y/N?" He asked, almost frozen in shock before shaking himself out of it. "What, what are you doing? Walking, I mean?"
"Well, Bad texted me, said to come over to his because you needed to tell me something? Did something happen in between that time?"
"Bad texted you!?" He asked with a small but quite sharp breath. "When!?" He asked.
"Um, not long ago, like 20 minutes?" You said with a small shrug, walking closer to Quackity. "I'm guessing it didn't work out then?" Quackity sighed and shook his head.
"No, no, I guess, you, you are right." He said, cursing internally as he finished his words. "I should get going, I need to get home."
"Well let me walk you, I really only came over because of you so I might as well walk you home." And there was your stupid way of talking about him like you loved him.
"No, no, it's fine, I'm sure Bad is still waiting for you."
"He can wait, I want to make sure you make it home safe." You had a way with words that Quackity couldn't describe and it physically hurt him trying too.
"No, Y/N, it's fine, I got this," Quackity said, shaking his head and walking around you, a bright blush filling his cheeks as he continued to walk away.
In all honestly, he wasn't expecting much or anything at all, but it just had to be you, it had to be you he ran into, it always lead back to you, and like everything else, you had to have the last words.
"Alright, I love you, text me when you make it home safe."
Quackity paused at Y/N's words, snapping his head around to see that you were already walking away like those words did not just leave your mouth. Was it always that easy? What the fuck!?
Can I get the aftermath of the roommate one you’ve done? Where the reader doesn’t reveal his face but the kiss clip is surfing all over the internet.
Maybe even reader teasing chat after everyone requesting him to be shown again.
+ Quack getting flustered over him doing something as a joke??
A/N: of course, this sounds so cute, I'll do my best 💛
And they were Roommates~
Quackity scrolled on his phone, staring as the clip circled around Twitter, tagging Quackity in every post, making his laugh at some of the captions and edits, even if it was only one clip, of course, they didn't know your name or anything about you but they did get creative with it.
The one that made him and you laugh the most was the 'and they were roommates' meme that was circling the internet. He looked up from his phone with a chuckle, showing you his phone from across the couch.
"Look at this." He laughed, playing the short edit which made them both laugh happily.
"Omg, damn, guess I'll be a hot topic for a while." You laugh, running hand through your hair causing Quackity to bite his lip as a faint blush dusts his cheeks.
"Yeah, don't get a big head about it." Quackity rolls his eyes with a smile. "Besides, by time of my next stream you'll be old news."
"Yeah?" You asked with a raised brow. "How much you wanna bet on it?" Quackity pauses for a moment before a smile tugs at his lips.
"Alright, fine, if you win, I'll let you on another stream, but when I win, you have to sit back and watch whatever movie I pick."
"You won't win-"
"I will."
"But you won't-"
"Shut up."
"Chat! Shut up, I'm trying to win a bet here!" Quackity screamed into his mic, slamming his hands down on the table, his phone made a small buzz, he looked down for only a second but he knew it was you.
"See chat! The fucker is getting cocky!" He sighed, picking up his phone, turning it off completely. "No, nope, not happening, I'm banning him from my chat, nope, no, not happening."
"Hey! What the fuck!?" Your voice could be heard through his walls, causing Quackity to laugh and fall off his chair with a loud thud. "Did you fall off your chair, you dumbass!?" You yelled again, walking into his room, just off camera. "What is wrong with you!? Here, let me help you up."
Quackity groaned, reaching out for your hand, helping him stand, stumbling only a bit. "This doesn't mean I'm not unbanning you from my chat."
"Yeah, I know, I know." You roll your eyes, moving to read his chat with a chuckle. "You're chat is so funny."
"Do not encourage them."
"What a bunch of little cuties."
"Y/N-"
"What? I'm not doing anything." You said with a shrug, still reading through the chat with a smile on your face. "Do I win?" You asked, looking back at Quackity.
He simply huffs and crosses his arms, falling back on his chair. "Go fuck yourself." You chuckle.
"Are you reading this shit, they want us to kiss!" You laugh, turning around to face Quackity and his rolling eyes before staring back at you with confusion before his face falls and shoulders slump.
"No...Y/N...don't you fucking dare..." Quackity warns with narrow eyes before his arms outstretched to stop you as you lean towards him, your arms also outstretched to hold him. "Y/N! You bitch! Don't you fucking dare!"
"Oh, but Quackiy..." You tease, laughing happily. "Come on! Give me a little kiss!" You laugh and pucker your lips, Quackity pushing you away with little playful effort.
hii, are you accepting requests right now? (if not, feel free to just ignore this😅)
I love the reactions you wrote for the obey me cast with child!mc!!
so I had this idea that the cast and mc don't have contact with each other after mc goes back to the human world (for whatever reason)
But when mc is like 20 they get teleported again to the devildom, so they see each other for the first time in years and mc is all grown up now, how would the brothers react to that?
A/N: AH- that's so cute 💛
Pt 2 will be out soon!
All Grown Up
MC tugged on Diavolo's hand, Barbatos by their side as they walked together to the portal, ready to send the young human back to the human realm. The brother awaits there, Mammon and Asmo on the verge of tears. Satan patting Asmo's back without much interest. Belphie, was more awake than usual when compared to the tall giant that was his twin, Beel, with dark circles under his eyes. Levi stuck next to Lucifer, rubbing his tears away before they get the chance to spill and Lucifer stood tall, his pride and loyalty holding him back from just stopping this entire thing.
"Do I have to go?" Mc asked, it had only been a year but that year spent with Mc was the best of the brothers' life, they got to have a younger sibling again, well, for some it was definitely a new experience.
Mc had spent their 6th birthday there, it was the best one they had ever had, even if the human competition was no match for Devildom celebration or festivities.
"I am deeply sorry, but you do, you may come back when you are older, yes?" Nodded Diavolo, bending down to the small child's height, fixing the small paper crown he had placed on their head. "Remember, we will always be here for you." Mc nodded her head at his kind words, although she did not understand them fully.
They understood that they had their pact marks and the protection of the Seven Brothers and the Royals of Devildom as well as high-ranking angels and an immortal sorcerer but they couldn't quite grasp it all.
"Will, will I see you all again?" Asked the small child, sending the emotional brothers into a crying fit, bawling into their jackets, their sleeves and (in Beel and Belphie's case) each other.
"Of course, you will, my dear, one day, I promise," Lucifer spoke, patting Mammon's back gently. "One day you will be older, and one day, we will see you again. I swear on it."
Mc was grown, plagued with memories of this place called 'Devildom', some imaginary place she had probably made up when their parent made them watch some biblical film, although they cannot remember it.
Not only were they plagued with memories, but they were also plagued with visions, one's that made almost zero sense until the right moment.
One time they could've sworn they saw a peacock in their room before a big speech, little did they know, but they were fueled with confidence when they were sent in front of the classroom which suddenly seemed so small, so hard to breathe, and yet they did it. They didn't get a high mark on the speech, but even they impressed themselves with that random boost of pride.
A couple weeks before, they saw an odd amount of crows outside their window, they then decided they would feed them like any 8-year-old would, oddly enough, the number was an even 12, even more odd was when 12 seemed to be their lucky number, they found 12 bills, 12 coins, 12 shiny rocks, 12 everything, it was strange to them but they was so grateful, they couldn't help but feel lucky.
But then a couple of months ago Mc had the strange feeling of being watched, like something in the shadows of their closet and the shadow of under the bed, but it felt warm and safe until they learnt it was a snake, then they were really scared, still, as her parents took it outside, she could’ve sworn things were missing from her, what an envious little snake.
Then after the peacock, Mc must've been imagining it because there was no way that there was a unicorn in their room, but their mane felt so real and soft and comforting, it even curled up on their lap like a cat as she read a story aloud, when it left however, just outside their window, it looked like a tornado had gone through it, it must've been a really angry unicorn.
Then almost immediately after, a scorpion was found in their mother's makeup box, its pinchers and stinger trying to put eye shadow on itself, it was almost funny if not terrifying, but MC couldn't just go up to their mother of the night, telling her that they stole her makeup box and that there was a scorpion in it, so they didn't, they just let it do its thing, it was almost loving to MC.
Then the next day a cow and bear appeared in their room, how did they even get in?! The bear was massive! Like it was so big it couldn't even make it through the window big and the cow was a cow! How did a cow get in with a big bear! The bear ate all of their food, they barely got a chance to taste it and the cow just slept on their lap. What a lazy and gluttonous duo.
A few years later, all those imaginary friends started to fade, the peacock's colour fading, the luck of crow stopping suddenly, and the snake came back, only for a moment, to give back her things, like they were always there. The unicorn rarely showed up but he always did when they were mad, he didn't anymore, and the weird scorpion suddenly disappeared one day, in front of their eyes. The bear and cow, who only slept and ate, stopped, they just sat around, not sleeping, not eating, not anything, before they just never showed up.
This was a great weight off MC's back, still, they couldn't feel like a part of them was suddenly missing, like a part of their life was suddenly gone.
But they were older now, they weren't going to let this get in the way of things. They were grown, an adult, a real adult, finally. They had high hopes for graduating this year, they might've been held back because of their 'disappearance' but this was their year.
Oh, how wrong they were.
Suddenly, like clockwork, they sat at their desk, the feathered pen in their hand, the golden rings on their fingers, and headphones wrapped around their neck, the floor began to cave in on itself, sending a spike of fear in MC before they jumped out of her chair, their heart beating fast, knocking over their skincare, the unicorn statue they kept around shattered, the cow and bear plushie tore apart from each other's arms, as the sinkhole grew, MC was frozen in place, their heart beating so fast that they could barely keep up with it as their room rumbled, they tried to stand up before falling back and into the black abyss.
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How would the Obey Me Databes act if the MC was a human child (4-8 years of age)?
Older Brother Ver. Younger Brother Ver.
The 5 demons sat inside the assembly hall of RAD. Awaiting the next arrival of the newest human exchange student. Beelzebub, grumpily muttering to himself. Asmodeus, looking at their nails idly. Satan, waiting patiently. And Lucifer and Diavolo gave each other worried looks when it was taking the student longer than they expected.
Suddenly, someone appeared on the floor in front of them, looking down. Diavolo stood to speak but then he saw how...small the human was. Lucifer seemed to notice too but only offered a reassuring smile towards Diavolo. That was before the human looked up. With tears in their eyes, trying to hold back their sobs. Grabbing the attention of the other 3 demons.
"Lucifer, is that a child?"
Diavolo
Oh my, Diavolo...
Speaking of Diavolo
He's...he's...it's something
The room is silent, you could hear the crickets outside hopping around, the pitter padder of lizard feet and the squeaks of mice that roam inside the school's walls that make even the most stone-faced demons shudder in fear and disgust. But Diavolo...different story.
"Oh! Hello, small...no, small-er human!" He bellows, laughing loudly causing you to shake and lose your footing. You tuck yourself into a ball, holding back your tears to not cry in front of these random men in uniform. "Oh, no, please do not cry!" Diavolo perks up. "Here, let me come down! Please do not cry! No Lucifer. I will not listen to reason!"
Like most of the brothers, he gets really attached
Like, really attached
He didn't let you stay with the brother for the first week because you were scared
If you let him, he would hold you close to him like a cuddly teddy bear would
He's also the parent who would give you things unprompted whenever he wants but will go all out for birthdays, and holidays, really whenever he can go all out, he will
Piggybacks: yes, 100%, will never let you off his shoulders
I feel like he wouldn't be very good at comfort but he tries his best
Even if his best is asking his father for help, getting Lucifer to help and getting Barbatos to make some tea
If you want my honest opinion, he would freeze up, physically, like it would show but only for a second
But being the amazing butler he is, he doesn't let it phase him
He got right back at it and became as stiff as a bored
Barbatos was taken aback. He didn't know what to do. He just stood there, blank-faced, his hands in front of him in a respectful manner. Lucifer picked...a child...why? Was he in the wrong timeline where they sent a demon kid to the human world and celestial realm? Maybe...he's too stressed for this. He'll just have to deal with the child himself, who's staring at him, with puppy dog eyes, ones similar to Diavolo's. Fuck.
He knew that life would be different because of you
And he was hesitant
And frightened when that life became his top priority, just under Diavolo
He'll teach you everything he knows
You'll learn how to bake, and serve, like how butlers do, magic of course and, if you want, how to fight
'Oh finally, the human is here, maybe I can talk to them about all this'
And when he tries to find you in the school halls, he can't
He checked in with the prince and the brothers and they all said that you were at home
But why were you at home, you should be here, learning about all this shit too
Oh boy was he in for a treat.
"Ha, I'm sorry, a what?" Solomon questioned. He thought they were all joking and this was just some elaborate plan so that they didn't have to share you with him. The House of Lamentation went silent when they heard small running footsteps on the second floor followed by laughter, and Mammon. "Okay everyone, what the fuck?!"
Solomon already is confused
Solomon doesn't want to deal with a child
But Solomon was so ready to act like a father for once
One that's around for his children and doesn't run away because he knows that he'll outlive his children
So this one time he'll be a father
He learns how to cook so then he can teach you, he learns how to sew so that then he can teach you, he already knows magic so he'll also teach you that
Diavolo told him the second he let you go off with the brothers
And let me tell you that this man was so ready to introduce you to Luke
Not only that but now Luke won't be so alone and neither would you so it was good circumstances.
"Ah, I see, that's quite strange, you didn't plan this, did you, Lord Diavolo?" Simeon laughed, taking a small sip of tea and watching Luke talk to you from the corner of his eye. The soon-to-be demon Lord bellowed a laugh, and if Simeon didn't know any better, he would say that Lord Diavolo was just a bit embarassed.
Simeon, as much as we would want him to be, won't be as parental as Solomon or Lucifer, in fact, he is closer to Mammon in that sense
He's planning to spoil you with things that you do not need
A stranger walked into the crime ridden alleyways of the inner city, it felt of filth and sin. The stranger kept their face hidden as they walked around watching crime after crime get committed, only being a lonely bystander instead of helping either side. The smell of blood or sounds of death didn't bother the stranger as they continued to walk. It was just another night for them, as they only came out when the light had faded from the world and the world became a dark mysterious purple
"Sir?" The stranger looked down to see a young child, clothes tattered and scars across their battered skin. "Do you have change?" Their eyes were so full of hope, it was sad in a way. A child having to beg for spare change. The stranger handed the child a bag of tokens before walking away. They could hear the child running away happily, to spend the tokens on whatever their heart desired. It was a nice change of pace from the gloomy nights, but never the less the stranger kept walking until the light reentered the world. Then the stranger was no where to be seen.
( edit: I am expanding on this, next part is there )
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HEY POOKIEEEEEE BEAR SO IM A MASSIVE FUCKING SIMP FOR LIKE QUACKITY COULD YOU LIKE DO ME A SOLID AND WRITE AND ANGSTY FIC??? ILL GIVE YOU STORYLINE AND NOTHING MORE:
QUACKITY BECAME OUR LIKE ROOMMATE FOR WHATEVER REASON AND LIKE STREAM KNOWS THAT BUT DONT SAY ANYTHING- ONE DAY ON STREAM WE COME IN A JUST SMOOCH HIS CHEEK AND LIKE STREAM FOES WILD- THEY FIND OUT WE’VE BEEN DATING AND SHIT HAPPENS (YOU GET TO DEVIDE WHAT TYPE OF SHIT)
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(ALSO MAKE MY DREAM COME TRUE AND MAKE IT MALE READER PLEASE??? PLEASEEEEE)
A/N: AHHHHHHH yes yes I can (Relatively short) 💛💛
Roommates.
Quackity was a relevant streamer and didn’t spend a lot of his free time away from the camera that was until he needed to get a roommate. He was going to spend some time in Europe, doing more IRL streaming with his friends and other streamers. But then there came to issue of getting a roommate.
Now he really didn’t want one, nor did he think he had to but he wanted to spend less money for a decent apartment so he would have more spending money and if he needed to have a roommate for that to happen. He’ll get a roommate.
Well…he didn’t get a roommate, he became the roommate.
At first, the apartment was great. It was clean, the kitchen was beautiful, and his room, which was the wide open door, had enough room for some streaming equipment. This was all going a bit too well for him. So of course when he just finished his set-up and was ready to stream away to his heart’s content. You walk through the front door. Carrying bags of groceries and just setting them on the table, not noticing the presence of Quackity standing in his doorway.
“Uh…hi?” The boy nods in acknowledgement, focusing on the task at hand. “You must be my roommate, huh?” He hummed, organising the food already in the fridge before rummaging through the bag. “Yeah, umm, my name’s Quackity.”
The boy playfully scoffed slightly. “Quackity?” He looked up at the boy with an amused smile. “That’s your name?”
“You got a problem with my name?”
The boy shook his head with a shrug. “No, no of course not. I just wasn’t expecting it.” He rolled his eyes.
“No! Chat! Chat! I’m telling you! That didn’t count!” e yelled, watching the chat flood with chants of, ‘You laughed!’ and ‘pog face’ which cause the boy to groan. “No Chat that just doesn’t count! I laughed about something off-screen. Doesn’t count!” He screamed, fixing up his beanie with a frustrated sigh. “Y’know what, fuck you Chat. Fuck you.”
“Don’t talk to Chat like that.” A voice said off camera, swinging in from the side just enough to see the other guy’s arm. “You need to get a break, anyways, here’s dinner.” He placed a plate down next to him.
“Oh…uh, thank you,” Quackity said, looking up at the boy with a smile. He had been his roommate for almost 2 months and it seemed like both boys were getting along nicely to their new lives as roommates. “I owe you one.”
“You owe me 2, next movie night, I’m picking the movie and the snacks.” He said with a laugh and Quackity roll his eyes.
“Whatever man. Get out of here.” He chuckled at the shorter boy’s comment, leaning down to kiss his cheek before walking, Quackity wiping at his face like he was disguised and the chat went wild.
hii first ask! could you write something for sub!brat!solomon x dom trans afab reader with a mix of praise and degradation. have fun with it! can be as long or short as u want since im sure u have many reqs lined up <3
A/N: sure, I haven't got a Solomon request yet, i will try my best 💛
Solomon sat in his seat, his back hunched over as he scribbled some lines hastily with trembling hands, his breath hot and heavy, making the silver-tongued man dizzy. “Fuck…” He groaned, his hand racing against the clock as he watched it tick by slowly. “Fuck…master…” His breathing got heavier, his face getting redder and his eyes slowly begin to water.
A small giggle can be heard from under him as well as the sound of a ‘pop’. “Solomon, baby, what’s the matter?” The boy said, snaking his hands up his thighs to his waist. “Master please…” He whined. “Let me…let me cum…” Y/N get out a low laugh. Blowing hot breath on the red-abused tip of Solomon’s cock, making him jerk back slightly. “Oh, already…did you finish your lines?” Solomon shook his head, disappointed in himself. “Please master! Please just let me!” He begged, thrusting his hips up into the cold Devildom air. “You know, you are really such a slut, a beauty, but a slut for sure.” He teased, a hand wrapping itself around the base.
How did Solomon even end up here? Even he didn’t know. He could be here for flirting with Siomon but he was punished for that last week. Was it the grinding? No, there’s just no way, he couldn’t have noticed that! Did he?
“Fuck! Master! Please! Shit, I’m so close! Please!” Solomon whined, begging for release. All in vain when Y/N simply chuckled, making the boy whine at the action. “Yeah, you cum and trust me, I’ll make sure you won’t cum or think about cumming ever again.”
Levi, Lucifer and Satan as ur sugar daddies but like rlly smutty😽
luv u😈
A/N: *Sigh* alright
A/N2: This is my first post back, if you requested anything it will be done soon, I promise
The Boys, as Sugar Daddies
GN Reader
Lucifer
Okay, out of these 3, we know Luci is the most dependable
My man’s got the body, the age, and the money
Depending on how you act, you may or may not be treated VERY differently
But for now, let’s say you’re a cute, little lamb
Obedient even
At first, he would give you little gifts, maybe even some newer, more expensive, clothing that you did not need
And you would always thank him
Because of course, you did, what kind of person would you be if you didn't?
"Ah! Thank you! Fuck!" Lucifer chuckled, skillfully thrusting his fingers into your hole, slow and rough, your back arching off the bed when he curved his fingers in just the right spots to make you-
"Fuck! Luci! Fuck fuck fuck!" You were close, and he knew that, and he was going to milk you dry for everything you have.
But no one is good forever
Maybe it was the fact that he wasn’t paying any attention to you
Maybe it was because you hadn’t gotten any new toys
What if you just wanted to be bad
And Lucifer understands
He really does
But that doesn’t mean he’ll allow it
No matter how much you beg
Leviathan
I see it
Levi is the type to joke about being a sugar daddy but is completely obvious when he becomes one
And he doesn’t start small
If you want anything, he’ll buy it for you, he’s just as bad as Mammon sometimes
Anything you want is yours
Just as long as nobody else does this for you
He, surprisingly, would be more into punishing you than one would think
And he’s harsh, and you wouldn’t ever want him mad
Would you?
"Levi! Fuck, please let's-" You're cut off when Levi's tail pulls you impossibly closer, his fingers still roughly shoved into your hole. "Oh, don't act all innocent now! You did that on purpose didn't you?" He teased, latching his lips on your neck like a parasite causing you to moan out. This is what you wanted. You did do it on purpose. "You can beg all you like, but it's not over till I say it over."
But let’s say you’re good for once
Don’t think you’ll be rewarded
That is expected from you
Do you think he buys you all those posters from the human realm just for you to be rewarded for something you should already do?
That’s not how it going to be, never ever
Well, sometimes
Satan
The ONLY one that came to ask you
Like, you are the only two to have an agreement
Like, Satan made you sign papers and made you read them so you know what you were getting into
If you ask him to buy you something that he deems you need, he’ll get it
But if you wanted something more expensive, that’s a round
And depending on how much, how long that round is
But, good for (some) you, he’s a romantic, so he’s quite soft
Satan groaned, holding you close to his chest as he fucks into you at a slow steady pace. "You okay love?" He asks, his voice gentle and soft like the hands that roam your body and you moan when he finally bottoms out. "Shhh, kitten, you're gonna be okay, just 2 more rounds, you'll be okay."
But he’s also really rough but doesn’t actively believe in punishment
Sure, sometimes he threatens you with it, but he would never
Maybe a light scolding is the worst he could do
Unless that’s what you want
Because he’ll do anything for you
I hope you have a blood kink or else this whole relationship will be very strange for you
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Hey I really like your fanfics and I was thinking of submitting a request but before I did I wanted to ask you if there are other things you write for also will you start posting again?
Ah, well I would say I'm pretty open to any and all fandoms so you can just run it by me but for when I will start posting again, I will be but I've got a technical problems with my laptop as it is broken and I haven't been able to get a replacement but I will start posting soon.
