You had been having a miserable day. You woke up in a sour mood, but the feeling only worsened when you realised you had woken up in bed alone.

Presumably your husband had left early to head to his broadcast studio. You then had several run-ins with the most insufferable sinners throughout your day, but this, this was ridiculous.

You had been standing in the lobby, by the check-in desk trying not to burst into stress tears as a rather tall intimidating demon stood there screaming his lungs out at you.

"I already told you sir, I cant get you a room unless you want to be redeemed, this isn't a normal hotel," you stress to the demon before you.

He unfortunately doesn't take the refusal well, gripping the collar of your favourite dress, ripping it slightly.

The demon has you in a strong hold pulling his face right up to yours, you grimace at his breath brushing your face. Your feet barely reaching the floor anymore.

"Sir you need to let go of me now!" you damn near shriek in fury. The commotion catches the attention of a few of the hotels residents, the demon finally drops you when he realises he's drawn a crowd, opting to leave before things went south for him.

"Y/N!" You hear Charlie's panicked yell as she comes up to you, helping you to your feet, "Are you okay? D-do you need anything, I'll have Vaggie deal with that demon don't worry!"

"Its alright Charlie," You steady yourself, taking a deep breath, "just give me the rest of the afternoon off, yeah?"

"Of course, please, go rest."

With that you head off to your room, you pull off your dress and get into your night gown. You inspect the collar of your dress to see it in tatters, this unfortunately was your tipping point.

You're now sitting in the middle of the bed crying your eyes out, clutching your dress. You're so in your feelings, you don't even notice Alastor has slipped in until hes sitting next to you and pulling you into his arms.

You still for a moment but ease into the embrace, soaking his shirt in your tears.

When you had calmed down a bit Alastor cups your face, making you look into his eyes, "Charlie told me what happened my dear, I do wonder why you didn't make that wretched sinner pay, hmm? You're more than capable." He tilts his head, a questioning look in his eyes.

"I didn't want to cause a scene and bring a bad reputation to the hotel, sinners should want to come here," you sniffle.

"Au contraire my dear, you shouldn't be afraid to kill those that wrong you, if demons fear you, it keeps them in their place! Anyhow, what's done is done, I'm more concerned with the fact that my, usually very dauntless wife is crying all on her own." Alastor taps your nose gently.

"Bad day, bad, terrible, awful day Al," tears begin to flood your eyes again just thinking about it.

Alastor chuchles softly as he pulls you to straddle his lap, softly running his fingers through your hair. "Oh you poor sweet thing," He listens carefully as you recount your day to him.

"And to top it off, t-that dickless bastard tore my favourite dress" you finish, words getting caught between your sobs.

"Oh don't you worry your pretty little head about that, I'll have it mended in a jiff, instead, worry about what you'll wear Tonight!"

You look up at him curiously, "Tonight?"

"Well of course I'm treating you to a perfect night out, I can't in good conscious let my sweet wife wallow in her sadness all night can I?"

You perk up at this. Your husband is a busy demon, its not often you get him all to yourself. "The whole night?" you say with big eyes.

"You'll have my complete undivided attention all night long my dear!"

You jump up at this, racing to find an outfit all while Alastor happily watches you showing him different dresses, shoes and jewellery.

I think Joker probably wouldn't date someone that runs in the same circles as him, he doesn't need someone else like that in his life and especially around his brothers.

You probably meet somewhere like a cafe. Just picture it, you've worked so hard to open your own cafe, pouring your heart and soul into it.

You have this regular customer, Hajun, he's real quiet and scary looking, but whenever he comes in he's just soooo polite and soft-spoken, you become quickly smitten!

One day, just before closing he stumbles in all bloody and bruised. In a panic you rush over to him scrambling to sit him down. He just grumbles out that he's fine, he just needs a coffee.

Obviously you're not having any of that! shushing him as you run to get your first aid kit. You patch him up and send him off with his coffee and a free cookie.

He insists on helping clean the little droplets of blood he tracked in but you refuse and tell him he can pay you back if he buys you a drink sometime. After that you two hit it off and the rest is history.

"For the love of GOD, if you touch the cookie dough again I'm going to beat your ass into the ground, Hajun, I swear!" you yell, slapping your boyfriends hand away, once again.

"I'd love to see you try, plus, you made plenty," he chuckles, reaching for the cookie dough again.

You swifly grab the bowl and run to the opposite side of the kitchen island, glaring at him. "I made plenty to bake and sell! This is my livelihood, If you eat all the dough then I'll have nothing to sell. I'll have to close the cafe and live on the streets. I'll have to find a cardboard box to sleep in!" you ramble, pacing around the kitchen like a mad woman.

Hajun just watches you with a quirked brow, "If ya want I can grab a box on the way outta work tomorrow, think I saw some boxes in the storage cupboard in the club," he smirks.

Your mouth gapes open as you stare at your boyfriend. "How COULD you? You'd let the love of your life, adorable, sweet, lovely girlfriend, live in a cardboard box?!"

"Oh sure, I'll leave the box outside my place and I'll come to feed ya every now and again." Hajun gives you a mischievous grin.

You slam the bowl of cookie dough down on the counter dramatically, "oh I'm SO breaking up with you!" you exclaim, flopping the top half of your body over the counter.

"Mhm, sure, I bet you are," Hajun teases as he walks around to you, planting a soft kiss to your head and walking away.

When you stand back up pouting, you notice a significant chunk of the cookie dough missing.

Yuuta loved how needy you were, you were such a sweet little thing, constantly desperate for his attention.

You always needed some sort of skinship with him. Holding hands when you were out was a must, sleeping with your legs all tangled up, even during important meetings you'd be right by his side holding onto his hand, nobody bothers to protest it, afterall, he's too important.

But his favourite was always when you got needy during one of your regular movie nights. You were already clinging to his side but it wasn't enough, you needed more!

In a daze you began reaching for the waistband of his pj bottoms. He just chuckles, having already caught onto the signs that you needed him earlier on.

"Yuutaaa, need you, please," you whine, but he always liked to tease when you got like this. "I'm sorry gorgeous, I'm watching the film.

You pout up at him, letting out a pathetic whine. "Please Yuuta, need you here" you grab his hand and lead it inside the pajama shorts you put on. When his fingers brush against your bare cunt he has to hide his smirk behind the back of his hand.

"You're so needy aren't you," his fingers just barely brush against your clit before he's pulling his hand out your shorts. "If you need it that bad then you can cockwarm me until the film is over, but you're not allowed to move okay," he tucks your hair behind your ear gently.

Your eyes light up and you move to quickly pull him out of his pajama bottoms, reaching into his boxers. You make quick work of getting him hard and positioning yourself over him.

You quickly pull one leg out your shorts and sink down on him with no hesitation. The sudden stretch has you moaning into his shoulder while he strokes your hair.

"Got eager there huh? Didn't even ease yourself into it," he chuckles when you just moan in response.

As the movie goes on you find it impossible to stay still, you're trying to subtlety grind yourself again him, but he wordlessly grabs your hips holding you still. You groan in frustration.

You've only gotten through 30 more minutes of the movie and you're getting desperate.

Of course Yuuta already knew this, you were clenching down on him so hard that it was difficult for him to not just bend you over the coffee table and fuck you stupid.

Pretending to get comfortable, he bucks his hips up, hitting that exact spot that had you crying out. He holds you there, with his tip pressing right against your g-spot.

"Y-yuuta, pleaseee, need you to move," at this point, you're panting into his shoulder desperately. You try to grind against him again, making him groan out.

"Fuck, you're so desperate aren't ya?" He leans over, grabbing the remote to switch off the movie. Without warning, he then picks up your hips to drop you back down on his cock at a lightning pace.

You yelp out at the sudden change, but have no time to even process it, because he's now fucking you without mercy.

"Ahh, Yuuta!" you grip his shoulders, moaning uncontrollably. "F-feel so good," you try to match his pace with your hips.

"That's it pretty girl, you just needed my dick didn't you?" He coos softly into your ear.

"Yes! Yes I needed it so bad, feels so good, only you make me feel this good," you ramble mindlessly.

He brings his thumb down to rub quick circles on your clit and you practically keel over, biting into his shoulder, making him grunt.

"G'na come gorgeous? Go on, make a mess on my dick," he moans. As if waiting for his permission, you feel your orgasm crash into you like a freight train, screaming out his name.

The feeling of your orgasm has him following your lead, finishing inside of you with a deep moan of your name.

"Feel better gorgeous?" he smiles down at you. You simply nod, nuzzling your face into his neck.

"Go to sleep pretty, I'll get us cleaned up," he presses a sweet kiss to the top of your head.

You knew what getting into a relationship with a villain would be like before you did, so you weren't particularly sure why you felt so down right now.

Atsuhiro was out again tonight on another mission with the league, and the loneliness was really setting in. It had been weeks since you got to fall asleep with him by your side. You were beginning to feel miserable.

Shuffling in your bed, you turn over to check the time and your alarm clock blares 3.37am back at you. With a groan you get up to make yourself a cup of tea, maybe it would help you fall back asleep.

As you go to turn the kettle on, the sound of keys jingling in the door grabs your attention. An exhausted looking Atsuhiro stumbles in and your heart pangs. He looks like he hasn't slept in weeks, while you were home feeling sorry for yourself, he was out fighting for a change.

"Hey my love, why're you awake?" he trudges over to you, pulling you into a hug.

"Just lost track of time," you mumble softly into his chest. "Mhm, you sure ? You look sad," he softly tilts your head up to him, examining your face.

"Of course, I just had some work to get done," you lie.

Pouting, he takes hold of your hand and drags you into your shared bedroom, sitting you both down on the bed. "I think you're lying to me," he smiles softly. "What's got you so down, hmm?"

"S'nothing," you mumble, looking anywhere but his eyes. You can't burden him with petty things like missing him. He's always been so clear what his purpose was, how he wanted to help shape the world in his own grandiose way.

You knew you had no right to burden him with your own worries. "C'mon, you know you can tell me anything right? I just want to make sure my sweet girl is okay," he pouts.

You look into his eyes hesitating, "I don't know, I just..."

He looks at you encouragingly, urging you to go on. "I just miss you I guess. I mean, it's hard going to sleep without you here, and I know it's selfish, and that you-"

"Aww, my sweet girl," he cuts off your rambling, "thats not selfish at all, looks like I've been negelecting you huh."

He pulls you closer to him, letting your head rest under his chin, he strokes you hair gently. "I know I've been away a lot recently, it sucks for me too, I'm always missing you."

"I get why you have to be away, you're doing what you believe in," you wrap your arms around him and hold him tighter.

He shifts the two of you to lie down in bed, whie you're getting cozy, he leans down to press a soft kiss against your lips. You lean into the kiss, sighing happily.

He pulls away from the kiss and holds you closer, "I promise I'll plan my time a little better, so I can be here with you more often."

Smut

Fluff

Angst to comfort

I wont write noncon or anything graphically violent.

I'm also not up for angst bc im mentally unstable 😂

Fandoms I write/draw for

Jujutsu Kaisen

My Hero Acadamia

One Piece

Demon Slayer

Attack on titan

Haikyuu

Windbreaker (webtoon)

Chainsaw Man

Across The Spiderverse