If You See This I Am Praising You For Behaving Well.

Should’ve read the fine print...

Minors DNI

Warning(s): NSFW, dubcon

Fem!Reader

Authors Note: First time; necessary feedback, pls! Taking requests!

It’s been about a week since you’ve moved into your new apartment. Everything about it was perfect except for one thing: you’ve explored every room but one, which was locked for some reason. (If only you had read the entire catalog ad, you would’ve understood why and that all past tenants never stayed too long). You complained about it to your landlord, who hired a locksmith free of charge, thankfully. This is what your actions have come to, sadly: you, standing before hundreds of slimy, purple tentacles, coming from all around the mystery room.

You try and back away quietly toward the door in hopes of being able to leave unnoticed. Pitifully, the floorboards creek(damn, this shitty building). The tentacles immediately move in your direction as you run for the door, only to be blocked off by more tentacles. They push you to the ground and squeeze around your arms and legs, probing at your torse.

They’re not hurting you; they seem pretty curious, actually. The tentacle's touch is soft and gentle. One tentacle stops at your face...it’s...caressing your cheek? Their touches were seemingly affectionate at first but quickly became provocative. They began to slip under your clothes, feeling you up.

Again, their touch was gentle but still violating nonetheless; they groped your breasts, sucking on your nipples and coiling around them. You try and keep as much dignity you have left, biting your lip to hold back your moans. The tentacles seem to sense your defiance and dislike it very much. They tear through your clothing, leaving only your thin panties to cover you. They curl around your thighs, spreading your legs to tease you, rubbing against your clothed cunt, and nuzzling your clit; their suckers find it and abuse the little bundle of nerves.

A blissful whine escapes your lips; you can’t remember the last time you felt this good. The tentacles stroke your body with satisfaction, assumingly rewarding you for your submission. You can feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Your sense of dignity is long gone by now; you’re a wailing mess. Hair sticking to your sweat-coated skin, tear-filled eyes rolled up into your head, and while your mouth hangs open with a bead of drool leaking from the side.

The tentacles can sense your arousal, not to mention your drenched underwear. They move your panties to the side and continue to toy with your aching pussy, stroking your wet hole and sucking on your sore clit until you cum.

The tentacles let you catch your breath, lovingly massaging your body. Soon enough, you’re suspended in the air as more tentacles hold you, creating a makeshift bed to place you comfortably. Another tentacle approaches your face again, latching itself to your mouth and pushing past your lips to curl around your tongue. Is this its way of kissing you? Is it showing affection?

It’s a bit gross, but the tentacles mean well. Your body suddenly jolts as you feel a tentacle push against your sopping hole. It uses its suckers to tease you again, but as you grind yourself against it, the tentacle penetrates you, pressing against your walls to search for your sweet spot. The tentacle in your mouth begins to thrust in and out as you feel another tentacle enter your ass. The tentacle in your pussy moves rhythmically with the others as it’s sucker hit your g-spot. At this point, your mind is nothing but mush. All you see are white spots as your legs quake under the tentacles, unable to hold yourself up longer.

The tentacles wrap around your waist and lift you. You’re now ass up, face down, and being fucked mercilessly in all three holes. You can’t take it; it’s too good, too much, too many. You feel more tentacles enter your already full holes. Doesn’t this monster know you have a limit?

It doesn’t care, really. All it wants is to see you cum, and cum, again. You can feel yourself getting dizzier after each orgasm, one after another. Before you know it, you’re waking up from your fucked out haze. The tentacles seemed to have stopped fucking your brains out a while ago; they’re all curled up around your protectively, some still inside you. You try and crawl towards the door, but you’re body is useless at this point.

The tentacles drag you back to them, curling around to massage your worn-out body. It seems you won’t be leaving this room any time soon...or ever.

...

Might as well move your stuff in here.

IT'S SO PAINFUL😭😭

When I go read a fanfic, but then see it was last updated over two years ago

Can you imagine an MC that watered themselves down because they recognized they were surrounded by beings that even the adolescent ones could easily overpower them?

Imagine that years later, they are still with the brothers and have helped develop the exchange program and set up safe guards and such for new human students based on their own experiences. Maybe they even became a teacher at rad specifically to help foster good relations between humans and demons. Only for one of the humans to start drama with them, as humans tend to do when in group settings for long periods of time, and MC lets their badass they've kept locked away out and straight up tells the person that just because they appear "docile"while around the other demon students in the school doesn't mean they won't wipe the floor with them. That they are just as human as they are and that the student can easily be hurt in comparison to the demons. That looks can be deceiving, and they will need to learn that quickly while in the devildom because if they value their life, they will back down, because everyone else already knows that even if MC kicks their ass, the brothers will be next in line. Also, if they tried what they are doing now with anything but a human, they would be dead already.

Maybe they are all pent up from having to have the brothers protect them all the time. Maybe they needed to release the beast, and this human opened the way. Maybe the pacts with certain brothers (*cough* satan, lucifer *cough*) have affected them more than they realize. Either way, the brothers finally see them no longer holding back out of safety and caution, and it sheds a new light on how strong-willed humans can really be or just MC specifically, making them love MC all the more.

I need more badass MC content. Sorry for my early morning rambling lmao im dissociating while im waiting to get ready for work.

Dungeon Meshi’s Lady Monsters

10x10cm

watercolour

This​ is​ what​ my​ sleep​ paralysis​ demon​ tell​ me

If you ever find yourself thinking "oh it's only ██:00, I still have plenty of time before this turns into sleep deprivation" that is the devil speaking. Go to bed NOW before it's too late

writing fanfiction is wild. i could make these two characters do anything. i could make them get married rn. the possibilities are endless

Sequences from my finished animation. Inspired by a dog named Teacake.

me as a writer

MC: Life is a tornado, and im just a cow being spun around for cinematic value.

ok but am i the only one who doesn't think it's that unreasonable that solomon, the protector of humanity, is asking us to side with humanity if it ever comes to that

i see people out here acting like he's committing a war crime or something ?? sorry but I wouldn't want to fight on opposite sides of someone i love either ?? like that's valid??