It’s Late, It’s Not Complete, But It’s Here.

don't destroy his self-esteem 🐦😆

і L᥆ᥲ𝖿 hᥱr 𐒖᥆ ოᥙᥴh ּ ᮫ ˵ ִ ۪۫ 🥧 𓋜

Sukuna, & Toji hcs with chubby!fem!reader who is a baker (∩˃o˂∩)♡🧁

Author note 🥧 : this is a continuation from the Yuuji, Megumi, and Nanami hcs part 1 with baker!chubby!fem!reader that you can find in my masterlist in the pinned post.

Warning 🥧 : Blood & Flesh mentioned, cursing word, some tinyy spice in toji part, reader skin color is not announced. & some misspelled word maybe? this is just pure fluff.

Part One ♡ Part Two ♡ Part Three

Enjoy reading my Fairies 🧚🏻‍♀️ ּ ᮫ ˵ ִ ۪۫ ♫

✧ Sukuna

• doesnt want to admit it but he's freaking love you and would kill for you.

• he really really wants to taste the deliciousness of your pastry and bread but his tongue will never work :(

• he just like silently drooling seeing people eating your pastry snd bread while he's just sitting in his throne mind empty only full with "i wanna taste that type of food" even though he know his tongue couldnt handle it.

• he sometimes ask if you could make a pastry or a bread made of curses flesh & blood 💀

• and you would tell him "kuna.. thats not gonna happen."

• big king curse pout :(

• he just gonna be dreaming all day while imagining the taste of your pastry and bread in a way his tongue could accept, that was his biggest dream </3.

✧ Toji

• he think of you as a Wife material.

• you : round, soft, good for breeding, own a bakery and can make a good pastry and bread!? yum yum, diamond rings is on the way!!

• would always bring the topic of what-you-can-do to his other companion, like everytime he's in a conversation, he's always somehow manage to bring you and your bakery bussiness into it. even if the conversaton with naoya zenin.

• but if the conversation turns to be negative, like they mock you or something, you bet your ass this big guy will break their fricking nose for look down and talk down on you.

• "watch your filthy goddamn mouth over my fiancee, you fuckface."

Chubby Baker Witch S/O

@chibithewitch Here's your request, sweetheart!

Sun Wukong 

He thinks you’re the most adorable thing on this planet. He loves literally everything you do. Your food, your body, your magic, all perfect. You’re perfect and he will not shut up about it. It’s a little embarrassing. 

Do not let him help you bake though. He will probably set something on fire or use salt instead of sugar or something like that. My man can’t cook for shit. 

You have to watch him because he will steal snacks as you’re making them especially if it has peaches in it. 

He’s seen a lot of magic but yours amazes him just like the rest of you. 

Macaque 

One of his love languages is acts of service so he appreciates literally everything you do, magic or not. The magic just makes it easier for you. Also uses his shadow magic to help you where he can.

 He can cook but hasn’t tried much baking so he tends to make meals for you two when he gets the time instead of helping you in the bakery. He knows he protects you but he still feels like he doesn’t help out as much as he should plus he’s just a sucker for domestic stuff.

Also steals snacks when you’re not looking as long as it’s not for work. 

You get up early to open the bakery and he’s not usually up till midday but he helps you close out. Tends to hum you to sleep when you’re tired. 

Azure Lion

This man is so soft for you, it’s not even funny. He just thinks you’re the most precious thing in the world. He gets up early with you to help you open up shop. 

He’s pretty used to magic around him so your magic doesn’t faze him much. Can reach the tall shelves for you. 

Is the only one out of these three that never eats anything that you don't expressly give him. Very willing to help you test new recipes with you. He will purr if he really likes it then gets embarrassed about purring. 

You weigh like literally nothing to any of these three but Azure Lion is the most likely to carry you around without laughing or teasing you.

Babysitter AU where a Corduroy works for the Northwests but this ends up way better than the last time

One way or another this anemic emotionally fragile blonde child WILL be adopted into this lumberjack family

i’m screaming

Going Away Gift

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/M

Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Main Character

Additional Tags: afab!mc (she/her), breeding kink, polyamory, yandere, baby trapping(?), vaginal fingering,

A/N: I am so bad with fics involving a lot of characters. I tried…

Word Count: 1962

These were her final days in the Devildom. Diavolo had made it more than clear that she would be going back home at the end of the exchange program and nothing the brothers said could convince him otherwise; she had to return to the Human Realm and continue her life. None of them were keen on that version of reality. After everything they'd been through together, how could they be expected to just give her up? They couldn't. Never.

The plan had started as a stray thought. Several bottles of Demonus in, a few angry and sad complaints between them, and then Mammon of all demons said something that set off a spark around the family.

They wouldn't be losing their human any time soon if they had a say in the matter.

Beel's large hands gripped tightly onto her waist, pulling her into his lap with the kind of ease that would be terrifying if she didn't trust him so implicitly. His head rested in the crook of her neck, warm lips and hot breath brushing across her skin as he trailed kisses all along her shoulder. Something big was poking between her legs, pressing the fabric of her underwear against her slowly heating core.

Before she could look down to confirm her suspicions about what was happening, Leviathan claimed her mouth with hungry kisses that left her breathless in seconds. His nervous hands wandered under the hem of her shirt, tickling a path up her stomach as he moved to cup her breasts and flick his thumbs across the pebbled nubs he found.

Sickeningly sweet moans dripped from her lips like the most beautiful of melodies; a siren song to every demon that may hear her. And hear her they most certainly did; all seven of them that couldn't wait for their turn to indulge in her.

Asmodeus placed a gentle hand on her cheek to guide her attention away from Levi and toward himself, "Don't forget about me, Darling." Then he stole his own kiss with his cherry-flavored lips.

"Sorry," she huffed as he pulled away from her, trying to collect herself as her body was ground down against the bulge in Beel's pants, biting her lip and crooning all the while.

There were so many of them and only one of her. She knew she had agreed to this as a final goodbye with them, but she could only focus on so much at a single time. All that focus was drawn in another direction once again as a hand slipped past the band of her underwear and cool fingers massaged her slit.

"You're so wet already," Belphegor whispered as her slick began to coat his fingers.

She wanted to tell him not to say that, but Asmo was refusing to let her pull away long enough to protest. He was having far too much fun turning her brain into mush with hot, unyielding kisses that could barely contain his passion. It only got worse as he shoved his tongue into her mouth, swallowing up each rogue groan before it could escape and tasting just how wonderfully sweet she was inside and out.

Beel was still holding onto her tightly, growling low in his throat as she began to wiggle her hips against him. He could smell the arousal pooling between her legs as they all worked away at her, along with the sudden spike in the scent as her eyes rolled back in her head.

"Did you cum?"

With a smirk across his face, Belphie pulled back his fingers, letting them glisten in the light from above before catching the precious substance on his tongue, "She did."

Asmo laughed, giving her another quick kiss before giving her space, "Such a good girl. Our good girl."

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Mammon dismissed them, "Ya got what ya wanted, now hand 'er over."

"Maybe we don't want to," Asmo teased as he leaned in to kiss her again, "She seems pretty happy where she is."

Levi had moved to lap at her breasts, his tongue teasing her nipples and making her cry out for more as she began to buck against the tent in Beel's pants. Her brain was short-circuiting from being unable to figure out what it should have been focusing on.

Mammon's eye twitched in anger, "Get yer hands off'a her."

Beel, despite how much he wanted to keep her in his lap, brushed away the others, "We all agreed…"

"Ya! We did!" Mammon yanked on her arm, pulling her against his chest as he looked down at her with eyes caught somewhere between love and possession. The others stared in annoyance at losing their precious human when she clearly would have allowed them to do more to her, "Don'cha worry. I'm gonna have ya stuffed soon." As he spoke, he was already freeing himself from the tight fit of his pants.

His other hand grabbed at her panties, ripping them to shreds and leaving them in tatters on the ground. She was already too far gone to care about her ruined clothing, only sighing briefly at the feeling of open-air brushing against her needy heat.

He gripped the base of his shaft, lining it up with her dripping core and rubbing his tip against her entrance without pushing in.

What little resolve he had not to flip her over and pin her to the ground while he fucked into her as hard and fast as he could started to crumble as she looked up at him with large eyes and pleaded, "Please, Mams…"

The taste of blood flooded his mouth as he bit into his bottom lip, desperately trying not to give in to his urges, "What ya want, Treasure?"

Her hands came to rest against his shoulders, nails digging lightly into his back as she ground herself down onto the head of his cock just enough to feel it begin to push past her folds, "Want you inside me."

"I ain't stoppin' ya."

He had to admit there was a twisted pleasure in watching her sink onto him with his name on her lips while the others could only watch with envy; a pleasure that only grew as he bottomed out inside of her and she paused to adjust to his size. Her little moans and whines made him twitch inside of her, swallowing hard as he focused on anything besides the heat of her walls clenching down on him.

"Ya gotta move if ya want me to cum in ya."

"Mammon…" she whimpered and he had to stop himself from flooding her insides right then and there.

"C'mon, Treasure, show me how ya want it."

He didn't have to tell her again for her to get the message and start rolling her hips against him. She was in full control of how deeply his cock burrowed into her, grinding down onto him so his tip pressed against her favorite spot as everyone watched her take whatever pleasure she wanted.

Some of them looked at her while palming themselves through their pants, others watched her with admiration and waited impatiently for their turns.

“Please please please please,” she muttered and chanted each time she slammed back down onto him, “Feels so good. Need more.”

"It’s not ‘please’ now is it?" Lucifer tsk'd, "Everyone is here to ensure you get the going away gift you so dearly deserve. Don't you think it's only right to thank them?"

She nodded, "Thank you for making me a mommy," she practically howled as Mammon hit something deep inside of her and emptied every single thought out of her head.

There was a mixture of laughter and jealous murmurs from every brother looking on. It was hard to fight their instincts and not push Mammon away so they could sweep her up and bounce her on their cocks instead. The thought of her round and fat with their child was enough to drive each of them mad.

Mammon grabbed her hips tightly, guiding her to quicken her pace and slam onto him as his cock began to twitch inside of her and his balls tightened up. She practically screamed in time with his groans as he held her hips flush against him so he could shoot his cum deep into her.

Once everything was emptied into her, he wrapped his arms around her boneless body and lavished kisses across her face, "G'job, Babe. Ya did so good ridin' me."

"So good," Asmo complimented her, "Now let her go so the rest of us can have our turns. Having to wait is awful when she smells so good.” Like lust and desire beyond his wildest imagination.

"Shut it. Can't ya see we're havin' a moment?"

"The moment is over." Belphie complained, "Hurry up and move aside."

Mammon growled low in his throat as he slipped out of her warmth, clearly displeased with having to share. He laid her down carefully, making sure to admire the sight of her pussy lips drenched in a mixture of her slick and his cum before it was ruined by someone else thinking they could satisfy her the way he did.

Hands grabbed at his shoulders from behind, pulling him back and holding him in place even as he protested. Beel wasn't being harsh with him, but the younger brother believed in the fairness of their current situation being upheld.

"It's Levi's turn…" Beel said.

"You're only rushing me 'cause your turn's after Levi's."

"We all agreed…" Although it did help that he knew his turn was coming up. He wanted to feel her wrapped around his cock rather than just watching.

While they were arguing, Levi slid up to her hesitantly. He wasn't sure he wanted everyone watching him, but that was the deal. It was to ensure that everyone followed the rules they agreed on without trying to manipulate her.

Levi grabbed her knees, spread her open, and looked down at her limp body, quickly growing jealous of the hearts in her eyes, the trembling of her legs, and the stream of cum leaking out of her and down her slit. She looked so tired and spent. Enough so that he almost felt bad as he swiped the head of his cock through the cum seeping out of her before pushing it and himself inside. It was only almost because his guilt was drowned out by the sound of her screaming in ecstasy as he bottomed out inside of her.

"Sorry," he apologized as he began to slam his hips against her own, "You have to keep everything inside, okay?"

She nodded mindlessly, "I will. I promise. So everyone should put lots and lots inside me."

"Careful, Kitten," Satan warned with a devilish purr in his voice, "Ask like that and none of us will be able to wait our turn, and we'd hate to break you so quickly." In this way at least. There were much more fun ways to break a human, especially their most beloved one.

"Don't -nggh- care. Just want your cu- hmm." Her toes curled as she came again, so dangerously sensitive from everything so far. How did they expect her to last long enough to take all seven of them?

It was easy to forget with them, but they were demons; evil, cruel, loving demons that refused to lose their favorite human for any reason. She was theirs, after all; forever and always.

Prince Diavolo could order her return to the Human Realm if he wanted, but they knew he'd never force her back if it meant breaking up a family. All she needed was a little hellspawn of her own to tie her to the Devildom, and they were all more than happy to try and play father.

Pick me girls and Dateables - Part 3

Characters: Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and Simeon (x reader, separately)

Part 1 - Lucifer, Mammon and Levi (x reader, separately)

Part 2 - Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie (x reader, separately)

Masterlist

CW: pick me girl behavior, suggestive, mentions of sex, mentions of violence and threats, mentions of concubines (no concubines, tho), implied marriage (??), jealous mc, some fluff, some hurt, some comfort, the most ooc out of every part of the series, Barbatos's part is based on one of his chats (A patissier's suffering?)

A/N at the end.

So the Devildom had concubines, what about it? It's not like Diavolo had any concubines. You were his only partner and, apparently, the first one in a long while. You had nothing to worry about.

.

Diavolo

Still, it was impossible not to feel so dejected when every single one of the demons in his court buttered him up so blatantly, not caring that you were next to him, arms linked and fingers intertwined.

And he smiled. Of course, what else could he do but smile? He had a duty to fulfill and that probably meant keeping certain people happy, right?

At least, that was the mantra in your head. Your heart kept hurting itself, but having a reason made it manageable.

"Well? Have you thought about it?"

You turned to your side and stared at the demoness beside you. She was mesmerizing and looking at her directly made you lose focus.

Have I thought about it? I haven't stop thinking about it.

"Remember that I'm acting on behalf of his wellbeing" she said sweetly, caressing your wrist like she wanted to flirt with you "And I guess I could make you happy too"

That made you laugh without an ounce of humor. Both of you knew she wasn't being serious about that one and you wondered why she said it in the first place. Making her Diavolo's concubine would make her his wife in everything but paper. Did she expect giving you orgasms would make you happier about it?

"Leave me alone" you whispered against your drink, not trusting your voice to act decently.

"How can you be so selfish?" she spat, leaving you speechless "This is for his own good. How long will you live, human? Do you expect him to be alone after your death? My only wish is to keep him company once you're gone and starting now would make the transition easier. He'll still love you, sure, but this way he could be happier. How can you not understand something so simple?"

A demon she was, you remembered. Had you been a regular human, you would've believed her concerned face, but to you it was obvious how impatient she was and how much she wanted to leave you there, alone and breaking, so she could finally speak to Diavolo.

"MC"

Both of you jumped, turning around just to see Barbatos's unfazed smile.

"Lord Diavolo asks for you" he informed when you didn't answer, too surprised to react. "Follow me if you please"

"If I may" intervened your companion, close to giving you a heart attack "I must speak to Prince Diavolo. It's an urgent matter"

The butler looked at you, asking for your permission, but you didn't know how to react. It seemed your throat decided to stop working at that exact moment.

"Very well, then"

The demoness eagerly jumped at his words, not wasting a second in leaving the corner you were occupying to look for the prince, who had finally stopped talking to his subjects and was sitting alone in his throne.

Barbatos stared at her before offering you his arm.

"You have nothing to worry about"

He seemed confident, so you believed him. However, the distance you walked towards the throne felt longer than ever.

Your boyfriend looked unnaturally serious at your arrival, an expression his face was not made for. It softened when he saw you, but, still, he didn't fully smile.

"My love, come here" he palmed his thigh and not in a million years would you reject that offer.

Diavolo smiled at the speed you moved, barely restraining himself from kissing you. Instead, he turned to the demoness and presented her to you.

"I believe you've met her already, MC. Did you know about her offer? Did you know she wishes to serve me?"

He patiently waited for your answer, holding you against his chest and caressing your hip bones with the pad of his fingers and the tip of his nails, making you shiver.

Serve? That's the word she decided to use? She wasn't lying, sure, but it was far from the intention she actually had.

"We talked about it" you said in the end.

There was silence for a few seconds, broken only by the sounds of people still drinking and dancing. Diavolo and Barbatos looked at each other, having a conversation no one else could hear.

"I take it you rejected her proposition?"

Obviously.

You nodded and he cupped your face with a sad frown. Your heart skipped a beat.

"That's a pity, my love"

For a moment you moved away from him, too lost in your incredulity to answer or even acknowledge the crazy smile on the demoness's face, but, not even a second later, Diavolo brought you back to him and continued.

"She would've make a wonderful lady in waiting"

Huh?

"Wait, what?"

Both of you ignored the woman, who looked like she'd been slapped in the face with something rotten, which, in her mind, was probably accurate.

"I asked to serve you, my Lord, not the human..."

"Beware your words" interrupted Barbatos, his tail swishing behind him like a whip.

She stopped talking then, very obviously swallowing her opinions. Diavolo speaked again.

"By serving you, she'll serve me. Give her an opportunity to make you happy and, if she fails, we'll get rid of her"

What did he mean, get rid of her? You opened your mouth to ask, but he jerked his leg, making you jump. His smile was wide, but his eyes held a warning.

You decided to let it go.

"Okay"

Diavolo laughed as loud as he usually did, finally hugging you and ignoring both Barbatos's reprimanding glance and the demoness's sour expression.

But wait.

Wait.

He said 'lady in waiting'. Like... Uh...

Were you getting married?

Barbatos

'I'll be waiting in the classroom'

That's what his last message said.

And you'd never be dumb enough to reject that invitation. ¿Spending time with your boyfriend and eating his homemade cookies? Hell yeah!

You just had to be careful not to catch Beel's attention, avoiding the main hallways and hiding between the taller students, which were almost everyone.

By the time you finally arrived to the classroom (you got lost, but you'd never admit that to anyone), you were fairly sure all of your classmates had already gone home.

Alas, you were wrong.

Barbatos's figure was as composed as ever, but you knew him just enough to know how irritated he actually was. Were you this late? It was never your intention!

But no, no, that wasn't the root of the problem.

You knew her, kinda. Not personally, but you'd seen her a lot of times in the castle, cleaning plates in the kitchen or clearing up the table after one of Diavolo's dinner parties. She looked weird in the school's uniform instead of the one the maids used, but you guessed they too had to go to RAD, just like the brothers did.

So why did Barbatos look so uncomfortable?

Both of them stared at you when you entered, walking towards him while staring at her in search of an explanation.

"MC! You're finally here"

He smiled at you with candid eyes, discreetly holding your hand and restraining himself from kissing you in front of the girl, who cleared her throat to break the moment and grinned at Barbatos like you weren't there at all.

Foolish mistake if you'd ever seen one.

Your boyfriend frowned before turning in her direction, clearly giving her one last oportunity before kicking her out of there and reclaiming his alone time with you.

The girl purposely made herself meek, lowering her gaze as if making visual contact with him was too much, something you could totally understand.

"Master Barbatos, please, I'm begging you. I just wish to learn"

You raised your eyebrows and waited for his answer. Instead, she kept talking.

"I'll follow every one of your orders, sir, I promise" arms behind her back and body slightly swaying, you now understood why he was in the edge of snapping "The others don't appreciate you as much as I do. I'll be your best student"

He stared at her, you stared at her, she stared at him, batting her lashes with a weirdly fake innocent smile.

Her demeanor vanished when the Royal Butler spoke.

"I recomend you stop this nonsense at once" he finally said, breaking the uncomfortable silence "You're embarrassing yourself and Lord Diavolo's service's good reputation"

The poor maid gaped like a fish, although you weren't feeling bad for her.

You stayed behind him, closing the distance as much as possible while staring at her over his shoulder. If you ate a cookie now, would it be too much? He'd probably forgive you, but you'd rather not risk your chances.

"You will stay on cleaning duty as long as I say and you will stop the rumors that I know have been traveling all around the castle"

She lowered her gaze again, this time in submission and humiliation. His voice sounded venomous and you could swear the room's temperature dropped a few degrees. The air was still and smelled damped and rottening.

"If the gossip hasn't disappear by midnight, rest assured, I will make sure you keep your mouth fully shut"

The threat was clear in his words, something that shouldn't, but still surprised you. The maid trembled in response before bowing and running out the classroom.

You stared at the door in surprise, not turning around until he talked again.

"Do forgive me, my dear, but you know how much I dispise rats"

He sounded scarier than ever, letting his forked tongue slip between his teeth before he searched around the room, like he was trying to find more pests.

Then, he turned to you and smiled like nothing happened, holding a cookie to your mouth as the tips of his gloved fingers caressed your jaw.

"Let's forget about this ordeal, MC. After all, I saved these just for you"

Solomon

If there was something worse than feeling jealous, it was Solomon knowing you were jealous.

You thought you could catch a break, uh? Well, you couldn't be more wrong: your boyfriend knew the moment he saw you staring at that witch.

She was cute, you guessed? Nothing exceptional, but not hideous either. You wouldn't mind at all if not for the fact that she used her appearance like a nuclear weapon.

"Oh, you're so cute!" she'd told you once "I wish I was as cute as you!"

And at first you thought nothing of it. She was just being nice! A little weird about it, sure, but who wasn't weird in RAD?

Except, she wasn't looking at you when she said that, but, instead, at your boyfriend.

Of course, Solomon, unbothered as ever, was too engrossed in the cooking book he'd borrowed from the library to pay attention.

(Later that night you had to order takeout, but you were already counting on that).

The point was: she was trying too hard. You couldn't blame her, really, you dated Solomon for a reason; but still. She was getting on your nerves.

"I'm so dumb... I'll never get it! Solomon, can you help me with this?"

Opening a door with magic? Difficult? Yeah, right.

"I've never dated a human before... How is it, MC? I bet Solomon is a great boyfriend"

He has his moments.

"Solomon! Sit with me, I saved you a seat! Why? Oh, I concentrate better when you're here!"

Shit, could she concentrate at all?

"You're so powerful! You'll have to let me have him for a night, MC! He could teach me a couple of things..."

You closed your fist, staring at her with a frown while talking yourself out of mauling her across the table. You didn't need Lucifer's rants about impropriety and self restraint on top of all of this.

"MC and I have a lesson tonight" the sorcerer said with a polite smile, unusually kind eyes and an unreadable expression "Would you like to tag along?"

She sighed and rolled her eyes, lowering her gaze in embarrassment, although you weren't sure if she was really embarrassed.

"Could we hang out alone, tho? I don't want MC to see how dumb I am. They're so much better than me! I bet I need you more than they do!"

Well, you didn't need to study with her to know she was dumb as bricks.

You looked at Solomon, opening your eyes so much in bewilderment that even the insides of your cornea were getting dry. Not a second later he turned to you, smiling with mischief, and then you remembered who were you actually dating.

"It's either this or nothing. Be in Purgatory Hall at 6, we won't be waiting for you"

The witch quickly looked at you, frustrated at his words. It wasn't ideal, you knew, thirdwheeling your crush and his partner in a study date, but what else did she expect? Every other option was plain stupid.

"Okay"

She snorted, trying to hide the disgust and disappoinment without much success. Once she left you alone, swaying her hips and her ponytail, you punched Solomon in the arm and reveled in his pain.

"MC!! Relax!"

"Don't tell me to relax!"

You tried to choke him, but he hid his neck under his shoulders before you could lift yourself to reach him better. He knew you too well.

"MC, I have an idea! You'll like it, believe me!"

"Oh, really?"

"I swear!"

Once free from your attacks, Solomon avoided your eyes and stared at his hands. It took him a couple of seconds before he could look at you again, cheeks red, while he spoke from his heart.

"I couldn't care less about her attempts, MC, but she's obviously making you uncomfortable. I won't let this keep going if I can do something about it"

"But why did you invite her to our lesson, then?"

He laughed in a carefree manner, still blushing while he took your hands in his, looking at you like he was about to uncover a precious secret.

"As your teacher, I want you to explore your potential to the maximum"

His voice lowered to a whisper and you got closer to him, letting your body shiver when his breath caressed the skin of your neck.

"Say, MC, wouldn't you like to have your very own training dummy?"

Simeon

Oh, the privileges of being friends with the most powerful demons in the Devildom.

All you had to do was pout a little and act like you were miserable, missing the warmth of the sun and the familiar scenery of the human world. Of course, all of them knew you were exaggerating, but none would take the risk of actually making you sad.

So there you were, waiting for your drinks while Simeon sunbathed outside, sitting in one of those ornate metal chairs and writing some loose ideas for his next book in a napkin. After all, you'd be crazy if you ever went to the human realm without using the opportunity to have a date with your sweetheart of a boyfriend.

If not for the brightness of his suit, he would look like a college student from an old movie, all dreamy and focused in his own world.

And, apparently, you weren't the only one thinking that.

There were a group of girls outside the cafe, all of them young, maybe even fresh out of high school, staring at Simeon like he was some kind of celebrity. Maybe it was his angelic charisma? Maybe it was just his good looks? Whatever the reason, the girls seemed ready enough to conquer the world and they wanted to start with your boyfriend.

You studied your surroundings, realizing with an uncomfortable weigh in your chest just how busy the place was. There was no way you were getting your order in less than five minutes, even being the first in line, so the only thing you could do was wait and hope the girls wouldn't bother Simeon too much.

They stayed in a closed circle for a few moments until one of them finally dared to go and talk to him. She tried to sit in the second chair, but Simeon stopped her with a quick movement of his hand, probably saying he was saving it for you.

That made you laugh, but you were starting to get second hand embarrassment. You could tell she was trying hard to catch his attention, twirling her hair around her finger and hugging her waist to make her breasts look bigger.

You couldn't see Simeon's face, but, by the way he was scratching the paper, it was obvious he was losing focus on whatever he was previously writing, which would only make him irritated.

Fortunately, and rather rudely, the waitress finally gave you the styrofoam cups and immediately ignored you again, but you couldn't care less. The girl returned to her friends just as you stepped out of the cafe, letting you know part of what happened.

"He said he didn't know what part of him made him look interested in me" she snarled with a hint of hurt in her voice, trying to hide it with offense "That I should find someone that actually finds me entertaining"

Her friends gasped and you had to stop yourself from laughing. He wasn't usually that snappy, but she did interrupt his daydreaming.

"I don't even care what he thinks, he's just some dude! I can catch anyone I want, you know?"

Anyone but him, apparently, but the only thing her friends could do was agree.

Shaking your head and holding one drink in each hand, you stopped the eavesdropping and hurried towards him, leaning over his shoulder to kiss his cheek and smiling softly when he raised his hands to stroke your hair. He was warm from the sun, but he still curled close to you even after letting you sit next to him.

The girls audibly gasped at your actions, clearly offended by your presence as if Simeon would change his mind if they waited enough.

You couldn't bring yourself to pay them attention. Not when he was caressing your knuckles with such love in his touch and a feeling so deep in his eyes that it made your heart violently stop.

"So what were you writing?"

He smiled and eagerly showed you the napkin. By the time you turned around, the girls were already gone.

Tagging the party: @hello-gloomy @the-sassiest-toaster @hero-nii-blog @yourlocalyin @elaemae @eliciria @darkflowerav

Author's note:

Simeon's part sucked the soul out of me (not in the good way), but at least it's well-written. Also, this will be the last part for now: I don't know Mephisto, Raphael or Thirteen enough, so they won't be in any of my posts (for now)

Recently I've been seeing a lot of Sun Wukong and reader / OC with baby monkeys stuff, and I am just living for it. ( @journey-to-the-au's #Fruit Troup and @semisolidmind's #Royal Children especially) Something about baby monkeys rattled around in my little brain long enough that I had to bang out this drabble. Its my first ever x reader story, and its just slightly nsfw so beware!

Cuddle Break

Synopsis: Your reaction to snuggling a baby monkey has quite an effect on Sun Wukong

Warning / Triggers: Slight NSFW - mention of an erection and implied adult situations

For several days now the group had been traveling through a dense jungle. You had stopped for a break on the side of the road to eat some lunch and rest your weary feet. Although it was a little humid, it felt pleasantly cool beneath the shade of the jungle canopy. You would have liked to take a quick nap, but Tang was anxious as ever to get moving again.

“YN, would you mind finding Wukong?” the monk asked. He smiled apologetically, as if he knew he was sending you into the lion’s den.

Almost since the day you’d joined the group, the demon monkey had begun teasing and flirting with you. You did your best to laugh off his advances, thinking he was probably just messing with you, but lately Wukong was getting so provocative that Tang was forced to use the headache spell a few times just to get him to give you some space. You were starting to consider that maybe Wukong really was into you, which wouldn’t have been a problem if you didn’t find him so damn attractive too!

As usual Wukong had gone off on his own to scout out the surroundings as soon as the group had settled down. Normally Pigsy would have been asked to go find the monkey, but he had eaten so much lunch that he’d zonked out hard enough that even Sandy was struggling to wake him up. There was nothing to be done about it, so you set off in the direction you had seen Wukong go earlier, hoping he hadn’t gone too far.

It wasn’t much trouble to find a little footpath that meandered through the jungle underbrush. You tracked it for a while, occasionally calling out the demon monkey’s name. Eventually you came to a wide, slow running creek, and trusting the intuition that had served you so well on the journey so far decided to follow it upstream. It wasn’t too long before you caught a familiar chirping, chattering sound. You had heard Wukong occasionally making those noises, but this time they sounded surprisingly soft.

“Wukong!” you called as you got closer, “Tang wants to get going…!”

It wasn’t long before you spotted him and understood why the noises were so unusually gentle.

Sun Wukong was perched on a thick branch hanging low over the creek, surrounded by a troop of infant monkeys. It was the little ones that were chirping and giggling as they climbed on him like a living jungle gym. He seemed to be enjoying it, indulging the little ones with the softest smile you had ever seen on his face. And the babies were so cute! Little fluffy beans with their little tails and itty-bitty noses!

“❤️Oooh my gooooosh!!❤️❤️” You gushed before you could stop yourself.

The Monkey King and his tiny subjects looked at you in surprise, only just noticing your presence. The babies looked a little nervous, but Wukong’s grin only got bigger as you approached. You were glad to see that the little ones trusted Wukong enough that they didn’t run away, even when you pulled yourself up on the branch to sit beside him.

“They’re so adorable, Wukong! Do… Do you think I could hold one?”  

Wukong had never seen you so enamored before, it was adorable! “Sure,” he chuckled, “Just be careful. They got a strong grip.” He lifted one of the little ones off his knee, making reassuring noises as he handed him over to your waiting arms.

The baby was clearly a bit frightened of you, staring at your face with wide, darting eyes. “It’s okay sweetie,” you cooed to reassure him, stroking his head and back. “Don’t be scared.” To your delight the infant started to purr, and snuggled against you as you cradled him against your chest. You were so besotted with affection for the little guy that you didn’t even notice the intense way Wukong was staring at you.

It wasn’t until he’d handed the child over that Wukong realized the little one had fur that was remarkably like the color of your hair. Watching you snuggle and coo at the infant made him think of you doing the same with his offspring. Just imagining you getting you pregnant with his heirs drove him wild. If it weren’t for the children still clinging to him, he would have pounced on you right there.

What was worse, he was a little jealous of the little one! What he wouldn’t give to have you hold him and stroke his fur like that! That look of sweet and tender adoration in your eyes should have been for him!

Oblivious to the immortal demon’s internal struggle (and the bulge in his pants) you continued to soothe the baby monkey in your arms. The little guy was practically melting as you pet his soft fur. Then two more of the little ones abandoned Wukong to crawl into your lap, eager for their turn at cuddles. You scooped them up happily, pressing kisses to their foreheads. “Aww! Mama’s sweet babies! ❤️”

Wukong grit his teeth to stifle a groan. The jolt of arousal that went through him was so violent his hand shot up and snapped the branch above him like a twig. The baby monkeys that were still sitting on him were startled enough to scatter further up the tree.

You gave him a puzzled look, holding the little ones in your lap a bit protectively. “Something wrong, Wukong?”

“I’m fine,” he answered, jumping down from the branch. He sounded a bit more terse than usual. Obviously he wasn’t fine, but he wasn’t going to tell you about it. “You said Master wanted to get going. We should head back now.”

You sighed, glancing down at the baby monkeys curled in your lap. They had been startled by Wukong crushing the branch but had hunkered down rather than run away. “Aw, can’t we stay just a little longer?”

"C'mon, YN, let's go." Wukong shook his head, shooing the little ones with a few soft hoots. They reluctantly crawled out of your lap, and you pouted as you let them go. Then he reached up, grabbing your waist to lift you down off the branch. You accepted the surprisingly chivalrous gesture, even putting your hands on his strong shoulders to steady yourself. But once your feet were on the ground, he didn’t let go.

You felt your face heat up with a blush as Wukong stepped into your space, his grip on your waist keeping you from escaping when his chest pressed flush against yours. You could feel his warm breath on your ear as he leaned in and growled suggestively, “You know, I could give you a few of your own if you wanted…”

“Wukong!!” The insufferable demon laughed as you pounded your fist on his chest in protest. But at least he let you step back, and you took a deep breath to try calming your racing heart. And racing hormones!

Against your better judgement, you let him carry you back to the others on his cloud. You tried to ignore his tail curled around your middle, somehow convincing yourself that it was only to keep you steady.

Wukong could tell under all that flustered embarrassment you were turned on. He could smell it on you, and it made him grin victoriously. It wouldn’t be long now before he’d finally have you. He might have even been able to convince you to let him have his way right there in the jungle, but he knew there wasn’t enough time to really enjoy himself. If the monk had sent you to look for him, it wouldn’t be long before he sent Pigsy or Sandy to look for you. He could wait a little longer. You were worth it flexing a little patience, and no matter what, in the end you’d be his.

And in the meantime, seeing you snuggle the baby monkeys gave him a sneaky idea for how to get some of that attention for himself…

I want to KISS the person who made this display, that is AMAZING