Hi hi! Can I request something for Tfc if itโs not too much?
Basically we know that humans have treated monsters terribly maybe including the kid monsters which makes the cast resent humans a little more for hurting even the kids of their own species. So can I request headcanon of Tfc with a F!Mc who adopted a kid monster like a while ago and they can clearly tell the kid has been treated well and is spoiled with love and affection? Like the kid clearly has the biggest smile, is fed well, sleeps well without nightmares, is healthy, is in school, has friends, and adores the F!Mc and calls her Mom?
Thank you for your time๐
Oh, that is so cute๐ฉท letโs do it โค๏ธ๏ฟผ
The freak circus x f!Mc with a monster kid
The first time they met youโฆyou were like a ray of lightโฆso bright and warm as you talked to them like they were people inside of the freaky circus performersโฆthey got a lot of hate and discrimination when they came hereโฆ not that it was anything new for them thoughโฆ
But one day you told them you had a childโฆ and their hearts collectively droppedโฆ so you had a partnerโฆ and had a child togetherโฆ.it made sense such a beautiful and kind person like you would not be singleโฆ they donโt even know what they expectedโฆ itโs not like he would choose them even if you were anywayโฆ
But one day when you brought the kid with you to the circusโฆ. They were absolutely stunnedโฆ. Your child was a monsterโฆ not a half monsterโฆa full on monsterโฆ their own speciesโฆ they could feel itโฆ they could smell itโฆ how is this possible?โฆ
The first day they saw that childโฆ they didnโt know what to say because they didnโt know what they were looking atโฆ that sweet little thingโฆ was happyโฆ like actually visibly happyโฆ
They were barely even hiding their monster formโฆ the two little horns on their head were visibleโฆ not even wearing a mask clearly showing their sharp fangs and glowing split pupil eyesโฆeven the clothing was visibly normalโฆ not like them trying to hide every part of their body like it was shamefulโฆ๏ฟผ
The kid was simply wearing a loose T-shirt with their favourite cartoon character in the front, a pair of shorts and sneakers, a lollipop in one hand as they were licking it happily, the other hand holding your hand as they were asking about everything in the circus, pulling you to go to the different tentsโฆ why were they so happy?โฆ it didnโt make senseโฆ.
In this worldโฆ monsters were treated worse than animalsโฆ hunted down like they were a diseaseโฆ they themselves have experienced that first handโฆ being treated as nothing more than entertainment for humans who would probably find it funny if they died on stageโฆ even theyโre young weโre not spared from itโฆ
So why was this little oneโฆ so clearly happyโฆ living with a human no lessโฆ they didnโt even know what to feel seeing itโฆ they do guessโฆyou really are differentโฆ they felt it the very first time you smiled so gently and genuinely at themโฆ it must be why they were drawn to you immediatelyโฆ
They invite you and your child pretty much every day now to come to the circusโฆ they donโt even charge or anythingโฆ they just want to see that miracleโฆ one of their own finally not being afraidโฆ and seeing youโฆ you really are a miracleโฆ so please donโt changeโฆ please donโt become like the othersโฆ they donโt know what they would do if you didโฆ
But every day they spend with youโฆ every day you continue to be the same kind genuine personโฆ every day they see that child calling you mom so genuinely and happilyโฆ it makes them feel something they have not felt in a very long timeโฆHope
Hopeโฆ that one day things will be differentโฆ hope that you would choose themโฆ hope that they would not need to be disgusted by their own reflection anymoreโฆ hope to see their child with youโฆ
So pleaseโฆ.Pleaseโฆ never become like those disgusting other humansโฆ please continue to be who you areโฆ please stayโฆ
This is pretty short and probably quite broad because I didnโt have that many ideas, but I hope you enjoy it โค๏ธ
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The cozy living room of the Wachowski household was a whirlwind of activity. Knuckles, Tails, and Sonic were abuzz with energy as you tried to keep up. As Jojoโs babysitter and the honorary fourth member of this ragtag group, your days were anything but ordinary. Between Tails' tech experiments, Knuckles' newfound obsession with braiding, and Sonic's endless antics, you often found yourself being pulled in every direction.
Today was no different. Knuckles sat behind you on the couch, his large hands clumsily attempting to braid your hair with an intensity that could rival a championship match. "I do not understand why humans have so much hair," he grumbled, his brows furrowed. "It is like battling a wild beast."
You laughed, glancing over at Tails, who was sprawled out in front of you as you gently brushed his fluffy tails. "It's not that bad, Knuckles. And Tails, hold stillโyou keep twitching!"
โDoes this hurt?โ you asked, pulling through a particularly stubborn knot.
Tails winced slightly but shook his head. โNope! Just tickles a little. But thanks for helpingโIโve been meaning to take better care of them. Gotta stay aerodynamic, you know?โ
Knuckles, sitting behind you on the couch, furrowed his brow in concentration as he fumbled with a section of your hair. โBraiding is no simple task,โ he declared, his tone serious.ย
You laughed, glancing over your shoulder. โYouโre doing great, Knux. Justโฆ maybe donโt pull so tight?โ
โNoted,โ he said solemnly, adjusting his grip.
Across the room, Sonic was perched on the armrest of the couch, tapping his foot impatiently. โHey, Y/N,โ he called, leaning forward. โwhen youโre done playing hairdresser, how about we do something fun? Iโve got this really cool idea we should tryโโ
ย โJust a minute, Sonic,โ you said, not looking up from Tailsโ fur.
Sonic froze mid-step, the ball caught in his gloved hand. His ears drooped slightly as he flopped onto the armrest of the couch, kicking his legs lazily. โSure. No rush,โ he muttered, but the slump in his posture betrayed his disappointment.
Knuckles glanced at Sonic, his crimson face betraying a rare flicker of sympathy. โThe blue one grows restless. Perhaps we should take him on a hunt?โ
โA hunt for what, Knuckles?โ Tails asked, clearly amused.
Knuckles puffed out his chest. โFor purpose!โ
You chuckled, shaking your head. โMaybe weโll plan something after I finish here, okay?โ
...
As the day wore on, you found yourself in the kitchen, preparing sandwiches and snacks for everyone. The kitchen was warm and alive, the aroma of freshly chopped herbs mingling with the distant hum of conversation and laughter spilling in from the living room. Tailsโ excited rambling about his latest gadget punctuated Knucklesโ booming declarations, and every now and then, a peal of laughter rippled through the air. It was the kind of noise that made the house feel less like walls and more like a heartโbeating, alive, and full.
Sonic lingered near the counter, his hand idly drumming against its edge. His usual easy grin was there, but you noticed the subtle edge to itโlike he was trying to hold something back.
โNeed help?โ he asked casually, though the slight upward tilt of his voice betrayed him.
โSure,โ you replied, pointing toward the stack of plates. โCan you grab those for me?โ
In a flash, he zipped across the room, the plates balanced precariously in his arms as he stopped so close that you had to catch yourself against the counter.
โWhoa!โ you exclaimed, your laugh breaking the momentary surprise.
โSorry!โ Sonic said quickly, his ears flattening as he shuffled back a step. His usual cocky demeanor faltered, replaced by a sheepish glance your way.
โItโs okay,โ you reassured him, your laugh softening. โJustโฆ maybe slow down a bit?โ
He rubbed the back of his neck, his hand brushing over the white band of his glove. โYeahโฆ sorry,โ he murmured, his voice quieter now.
Sonic hopped onto one of the kitchen chairs, the bounce in his step noticeably missing. He swung his legs slightly, his eyes avoiding yours as he fiddled with his gloves, the silence settling between you.
โYou alright?โ you asked, tilting your head to get a better look at his face.
He hesitated, his fingers pausing mid-fidget. โItโs justโฆ I donโt know,โ he began, his voice low and uncertain. โI guess I feel like Iโm kindaโฆ left out sometimes.โ
The confession hit you like a weight, and you felt your chest tighten. Setting the knife down, you pulled a chair next to him, your movement slow and deliberate.
โSonic, Iโm so sorry,โ you said softly, your hand resting gently on his arm. โI didnโt know you felt that way.โ
He shrugged, though the gesture lacked its usual confidence. When he finally looked at you, his green eyes were unguarded, vulnerable in a way that felt rare and precious.
โI know you donโt mean to,โ he said, his voice barely above a whisper. โItโs justโฆ Tails has all his gadgets, and Knuckles has his whole โwarrior thing.โ Sometimes it feels likeโฆ like I donโt really fit anywhere.โ
The ache in his words settled heavily in the space between you. You leaned forward, squeezing his arm gently.
โSonic,โ you said, your voice firm yet kind, โyouโre just as important as Tails and Knuckles. You donโt have to have gadgets or a warrior thing to matter. Youโre you. And I care about youโjust as much as them. Youโre family to me.โ
He blinked, his eyes wide as if the words caught him off guard. Slowly, a small, genuine smile spread across his face.
โReally?โ he asked, his voice tentative but hopeful.
โReally,โ you affirmed with a nod. โAnd families? They donโt pick favorites.โ
He grinned then, the kind of grin that made his eyes light up and the room feel just a bit brighter. Without a word, he leaned in, wrapping his arms around you in a hug that was both spontaneous and deeply sincere.
โThanks, Y/N,โ he murmured, his voice muffled against your shoulder.
You hugged him back, your hand rubbing small circles on his back. โAnytime, Blue Blur,โ you replied, your smile mirroring his.
- โso is there anything in particular you want to see while youโre here?โ โIโd love to go to the Library of Alexandriaโ โSatan, that burnt down.โ โWhat? When?โ โThousands of years ago?โ
- Satan gets SO excited whenever he sees a cat on the streets and he insists they go and cuddle every single one (even if theyโre on the other side of the road)
- visits many cat cafes and he deems it the best thing ever
- โso MC, what nice things are there to see in your hometown?โ โOoh thereโs a really nice church we can visit!โ โโฆyou know I canโt go near them right?โ
- afternoon tea!
- many picnics in various parks that end in Satan laying down with his head on MCโs thighs while he reads to her
- various trips to different markets where Satan stocks up on his human realm literacy
- super suave dates (Iโm thinking Daniel Cleaver style reading poetry from a row boat?? Minus the falling in of course)
- wakes up early every morning so that he can make MC a coffee to have in bed
- many coffee dates in various cafes (quite often theyโll have silent dates where theyโre reading their own books and then fill each other in at the end of what happened)
- candlelit dinners together every night
- nights spent by the fire, where their clothes slowly disappear one by one
- โMC I think you should let me buy you a cat so he can look after you while Iโm not here.โ
- buys lots of tea to take back with him to Devildom
- long walks together, always hand in hand, talking about anything and everything
- Satan plans their future together on the back of a napkin and insists MC keeps it as a reminder of his love for her
Phenix is such a twink. Imagine getting to bounce him on your big strap-on while you hold his arms behind his back. His face is a red mess, flushed and teary eyed while he has liquid from his horns dripping down his hair and cheeks. His eyes are struggling to stay open, and drool drips down his chin. He's been reduced to nothing but a moaning and whimpering mess as his mouth hangs open. His thighs shake with every thrust of your hips as you rock him onto your strap. His dick hits his stomach with every thrust from you, until he eventually spills cum all-over himself while you continue to fuck his little ass.
Biting him, Slapping, pinching, and coloring his delicate skin in red marks, Phenixโs body is covered in them by the time he reaches his fourth ejaculation.
โMC- M-MC- MC, MC MC-โ He repeatedly calls out your name like a broken record, going stupid all-over your big purple cock.
He was such a dumb whore for you, petite, brainless and still begging to be fucked. Fucked, filled and โbredโ in ways that weren't realistically possible.
โMC, MC- Ple~aseโ Phenix chokes out, his high pitched voice rising by an octave as his eyes roll back again. โI wa..nna get bred so bad~~~ ahhh.โ
โI want y~out toโฆbreed me...breed me, breed meโ he blurts out While nearly choking on his spit. Phenix almost screams when you thrust particularly deep into him, brushing up against his prostate hard.
He ejaculates all-over himself and his sheets for the nth time, his small body spasming as he clung to your arms desperately. โMmmโฆMCโ
โThat's so goodโฆ you're making me feel so goodโ
He wraps his arms around you, brushing his peachy/pink colored bangs out of his face. โI wanna cum againโฆI want to kiss youโฆhnnโฆ thinking about you is making me so hard..!~โ
He keeps on moaning while you keep on plowing him and milking his prostate.
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In which MC and Sylus like going clubbing every once in a while. But today, you're wearing something he may very much enjoy.
Tags: f!mc x sylus | mature | dating | thigh squeezing | net stockings | touching | kissing | MDNI
Black tight dress. Net stockings. Red lipstick. Exquisite jewelry. A snake shaped bracelet on your bicep. Going clubbing in the N109 zone was actually a lot of fun. It wasnโt your first time, but the excitement had proven to be the same every time you went out with Sylus.
You admire yourself in the mirror. Every piece of jewelry was a gift from Sylus, the snake bracelet being the last addition to your collection.
But the dressโฆ That was all you.
Todayโs date was just an excuse to have Sylus gawking over you the whole night. Until any of you couldnโt take it anymore, that is.
You were running a few errands in the N109 zone with Luke and Kieran as your escorts, when you came across this beautiful sliver of onyx cloth, showcased on a mannequin in a questionable looking shop. You asked the boys to look out for any trouble while you ventured inside.
The place was dimly lit, dark furniture and elegant gold decorations contrasting with the shopโs murky exterior. The shopkeeper was an old lady dressed in Victorian clothes, her hair white and silky in an intricate hairdo. She was kinder than you expected, taking your measurements and guiding you to the dresser room before taking the dress off the mannequin for you to try it on. It fitted you like a glove. You wouldโve believed it was made for you hadnโt the shopkeeper refused to sell it to you, because it belonged to one of his regular clients. You fought tooth and nails to get it. Eventually, Luke and Kieran had to come in to soothe you both, only then did the lady agree to sell you the dress. Youโd imagined it would cost a fortune given the fact that it was a requested outfit, but the lady insisted on giving you a discount.
You agreed, if only because, despite it somehow calling to you, it was very tiny and left little to the imagination.
You add some finishing touches to your lipstick with your fingers and give yourself a once over. The dress was onyx black, swallowing the light and allowing the scarce jewelry to shine brighter under it. The back of the dress was almost non-existent, a short piece of cloth joining both sides over your ass. An intricate chain, shaped like small golden scales, travelled all the way up your spine and branched close to your nape to every shoulder. Every scale seemed to be handmade, with small dents and details. You noticed this only once youโd gotten back home from the shop. It took Luke and Kieran a whole two hours to make you understand that the shopkeeper probably already knew the level of details on this dress. She was the one who had tailored it, after all. They agreed to take you back and thank her again some other time.
So you decided to ask Sylus out. A club night could barely be considered a date, but after fighting wanderers so much, you wanted nothing but to take all the stress and edge off of you. Why the N109 zone, though? Well, it had a lot to do with the fact that Linkonโs nights turned boring in comparison to the clubs here. The music wasnโt louder, but ratherโฆ richer. It wasnโt the normal pop mixes bouncing off the speakers, it was bachata and salsa, and sometimes tango. There was pop, obviously, but you both tended to venture to the more skin-on-skin rhythms. Hands roaming, bodies clashing, kisses inevitable.
You shake your head to get rid of Sylusโ phantom touch on your lower back. Looking at the clock on the nightstand, you notice that it was already 9 P.M. โWeird.โ You murmur to yourself. Sylus was nowhere to be seen, yet he likes to lean on doors and walls and furniture while watching you put on make up and get ready. He would get so lost in your actions that you would catch him several times touching his lips the same way you smear lipstick on yours.
You put on your heels, slightly regretting the net stockings. They would leave your feet in shambles after a few hours of dancing. Maybe, just maybe, youโd slip out to the bathroom at some point and come back with your legs bare.
Walking down the corridor, you hear Sylusโ faint voice coming out of one of the rooms. He sounds like heโs talking to someone on the phone, so you signal to Luke and Kieran who follow behind you, to let him know youโd wait for him outside in the car. It only takes him a few more minutes, but by the time heโs opening the driverโs door, youโre already comfortably playing on your phone, seatbelt on. Just as Sylus leans down, probably to apologise or tease you on your punctuality, you decide to cross your legs, your dress snaking up your thighs almost revealing everything underneath.
He freezes for a few seconds, eyes taking in every inch of you with a slow heated glance. You watch his hand, the one thatโs holding the door, clench tightly. As if in response, your insides clench, too.
That same hand is promptly running through his locks of hair, a low frustrated laugh coming out of him. โOh, kitten.โ
You look at him innocently, tapping your phone on your lips.
He sighs, his frustration more noticeable before speaking again โIโll have to apologise, but we might have to delay our night a little more.โ
It wouldnโt be the first time any of you have to delay or postpone your night because of your respecting jobs, so you have no choice but to heave a deep sigh and uncross your legs.
He sits down on the driverโs seat, giving you another glance from head to toe. โLet's make this quick.โ
You canโt help but smile at him. If you really wanted to, he would leave everything and drive straight to the club. Or back to the house, depending on the mood.
As he drives off, he extends his hand to grab yours, as he usually does. This time, though, youโre feeling a little frustrated at his lack of commentary on your attire, so you take his hand and guide it to rest on your thigh.
You watch him from the corner of your eye, as he quickly glances at his hand and licks his lips. With a light squeeze, he leaves it there for the rest of the ride. You rub circles on its back as he starts drawing short, lazy patterns in and out of your stockings. His touch is sweet and reassuring.
After a while, you arrive at a mansion at the edge of the N109 zone. You spy a dozen or more expensive cars parked at the entrance, music and chatter making its way through the door as Sylus opens it for you. He offers you a hand and helps you get out, soon offering his arm for the walk. As long as he deems it secure, heโll take you to any of his missions as long as you agree.
A butler takes a look at Sylus and me and refrains from asking for invitations, instead, he nods and opens the door to the mansion. The party is elegant, filled with politicians and people Iโve noticed at several of Sylusโ errands and attending banquets. They either nod at him or raise their glasses in salute.
Sylus doesnโt waste any time in pleasantries, and walks straight to a heavy wooden door at the end of a long corridor next to the main hall. The music and voices are muffled here, the tapestries and rugs working as a noise shield. My mind instinctively marks all the exits and windows, my eyes curiously watching the portraits on the wall.
When Sylus takes me with him on undercover missions, I sometimes like to play the role of an air headed, silly girl. It's fun to see how far men are capable of disclosing classified information in front of people they deem useless. I take pleasure in showing my true cards later.
Sylus walks in without knocking, his body positioned casually in front of me in case of an ambush. As soon as he finishes assessing the room, he walks me to the oak desk in the middle of the studio.
I smile sweetly at the old man sitting on the other side, who pays no attention to me and motions for us to sit. A few words are exchanged between Sylus and the old man in a language I cannot understand, probably german. With a sigh, Sylus motions for me to sit before doing so himself. โThis wonโt take long.โ He reassures me, reaching out to squeeze my thigh under the desk. I mask my reaction and watch both men talk, while Sylusโ fingers start playing with the net on my legs, sometimes pulling, others extending his fingers in between the threads.
As the minutes go by, it becomes harder to keep my composure. I start pinching the back of his hands, as I feel it moving dangerously close to the higher point of my inner thighs. He shakes free and gently slaps the place where his hand was before standing up.
I follow suit and as they share a few more words, Sylus motions towards me, the oldman suddenly focusing his attention on his associate's companion.
In very broken English, he speaks, gentler than before โMiss, your face is looking very red. Are you sickโ
I quickly cover my cheeks with my hands, Sylusโ touching my forehead. โIndeed, sheโs very much hot.โ He smirks imperceptibly, the way only someone who knows him would notice it. โIโll take this chance and drive her to the closest hospital.โ He nudges me towards the door and I barely wave at the old man, before softly pushing me out with his hand on the small of my back.
As soon as weโre in the corridor, I playfully smack his hand away. โThat was unnecessary.โ
He takes my hand and guides it to his mouth, giving it a kiss while holding my gaze. โLetโs get the hell out of here.โ He pulls me away and weโre back in the car in no time, driving back to the buzzling city. Itโs barely awakening.
An hour later, weโre pressed close together, my back glued to his chest and head draped over his shoulder. One of his hands is splayed wide on my abdomen, mine above it, the other holding me firmly by the waist. My other hand is holding him by the nape. I use it to drive his face lower, his lips meeting mine in a rich kiss. The dance floor is filled with people dancing to the beat of this slow song.
He pulls away slightly and I feel the hand on my waist travel downward before going back up, sliding my dress a little higher, the edges grazing the beginning of my ass.
โYou knowโฆโ he starts speaking and looks down at me. From his point of view and how the dress is covering me, Iโm pretty sure he can see my chest. His gaze significantly darkens and my nipples grow hard, poking the cloth over my breasts. โThis dress looks crazily similar to the one I had made for you at the shop down XXX street.โ
I laugh at his revelation and grind against him, twisting my head and giving him a kiss on the neck.
โMaybe you should take it off and check for yourself.โ
content warnings: pregnancy, mentions of childbirth
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Lucifer
he will be very protective, as in he won't even let you carry groceries by yourself
if lucifer notices you're in even the slightest bit of pain, he will get you to lie down somewhere and massage any sore spots
he also brings you some sort of healthy snack from time to time
'diavolo, we need to postpone mc's courses at rad until at least she's given birth'
lucifer will also be there with you at every doctor's appointment, you can see his eyes light up whenever he sees the baby on the scan
Mammon
he loves feel the baby kick, if you're okay with it, he will poke your stomach to sort of play with the baby
mammon also likes to tell the baby stories about 'the times he did cool stuff'
if you get any weird craving at 4am in the morning, mammon doesn't mind running to the store to get you food
mammon wanted to be helpful, so he looked up what happens during childbirth, now he's very worried for you
Leviathan
when you first told him you were pregnant, levi was very careful around you, like he was scared to walk next to you with a heavy pot in the kitchen because what if he accidentally hurts you
or worse, what if the baby ends up hating him
levi did get used to the idea of the baby over time, he's not as afraid anymore
he even created an avatar for the baby in his life simulation games
Satan
he knows exactly what happens during every week of your pregnancy (he read five books the day you told him you were pregnant) so if you're worried about anything you can always talk to him
the books mentioned hospital bags and what should go in them, so satan may or may not have prepared a bag before you even started showing
the further along you get, the angrier satan gets when his brothers do dangerous stuff in front of you
Asmodeus
he already made a very long list of name options during the first week he found out you were pregnant
asmo loves to go shopping for baby items with you, he'll hold up a little onesie and go 'aww mc look how tiny they will be'
he already liked to cuddle with you, but now that you've got a baby bump you have to do it at least twice every day
like mammon, he looked up what happens during birth and almost passed out
Beelzebub
probably the happiest out of all the brothers when you tell him you're pregnant, if it's twins beel will be the happiest demon you'll find in all of the devildom
beel keeps a stash of all kinds of different food and doesn't even think about touching it in case you need anything
if the baby is keeping you up the whole night he'll gently rub your stomach and go 'please let your mother sleep'
he cried the first time he felt a kick too
Belphegor
it takes belphie a while to fully process you're actually pregnant
he'll look at you while his mind goes 'baby? mc?' until his expression softens and he hugs you
belphie read online that sleep is important for pregnant humans, he sees it as a good excuse to take more naps together, he's always holding your stomach too
he hates seeing you in discomfort, so he got you every pillow under the sun
