Demon Slayer Hcs: Giyuu Meeting Soulmate!reader

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“headcanon: stronger!reader dating bucky”

content: nsft, bucky x reader, very slight d/s dynamics, gn!reader, dom!reader, sub!bucky, takes place post catws, no desc. of readers body (altho there is a mention of reader being very strong/able to overpower bucky, but how that comes about is open to interpretation)

word count: ~500

james ‘bucky’ barnes who has a bit of a crush on you since you’ve been introduced to each other

｡☆ﾟ…who sees you beat other men in hand-to-hand to combat and can’t help but admire you

｡☆ﾟ…who catches himself watching you fight, and wonders if you can beat him too

｡☆ﾟ…who ends up shyly asking you to fight him too, and who can’t help but feel happy when you beat him

｡☆ﾟ…who feels a strange comfort in knowing that you can physically overpower him

｡☆ﾟ…who is now more comfortable in accepting his feelings for you, since he knows now that you’ll be able to handle him should he “get out of control”

｡☆ﾟ…who catches himself imagining being praised by you, and finds the concept quite attractive

｡☆ﾟ…who ends up dreaming about you cooing at him and making him feel all pretty

｡☆ﾟ…who desperately wants you to make him feel like he’s good, and worthy of praise

｡☆ﾟ…who starts to spend more time around you, and who seems to enjoy it when you ask him to do things for you

｡☆ﾟ…who ends up giving you a bouquet of your favourite flowers and shyly asking you out

｡☆ﾟ…who beams with happiness when you say yes

｡☆ﾟ…who feels safe with you in a way that he has not in a long time

｡☆ﾟ…who slowly opens up more and more to you

｡☆ﾟ…who, after some time, has enough courage and trust in himself to sleep next to you

｡☆ﾟ…who hugs you whilst making sure that his left arm doesn’t touch you, because he’s still worried that you see him as some kind of monster

｡☆ﾟ…who whimpers when you start to gently kiss his left shoulder, and then carefully kiss all over the vibranium material of his arm

｡☆ﾟ…who catches himself getting turned on as you praise him

｡☆ﾟ…who quickly covers his mouth as you gently kiss his neck

｡☆ﾟ…who whines when you ask him to stop holding back his noises, but nods and does so regardless

｡☆ﾟ…who openly moans when you kiss his neck again

｡☆ﾟ…who unconsciously starts humping against your thigh

｡☆ﾟ…who twitches when you ask him if he wants you to touch him

｡☆ﾟ…who loses the ability to speak when you ask so caringly, and just nods and moans

｡☆ﾟ…who goes into total pillow prince mode once you gently undo his belt and carefully undress him

｡☆ﾟ…who just goes ‘please, please please, please…’ or ‘t-thank you, thank you’ or ‘i love you…’

｡☆ﾟ…whose words become slurred and interrupted by his moans and whines

｡☆ﾟ…who looks so happy once you push him over the edge - either with your mouth or your hands, he’ll be so grateful either way

｡☆ﾟ…who is insistent on returning the gesture, obsessed with making you feel good too

｡☆ﾟ…who feels absolutely elated when you allow him to, but also understands if you don’t

｡☆ﾟ…who looks up at you, a look of utter devotion in his blue eyes, hoping to satisfy you

｡☆ﾟ…who finally feels at peace when you both fall asleep next to each other

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uncle sukuna and his nephew !!

Dumb thing that would not leave my brain

I surrender, I can't fight it anymore I would give him my soul, you're telling me he is handsome as fuck, a short king AND HILARIOUS AS FUCK?

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⇢𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 (𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢), 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐝/𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐚/𝐧: 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝- 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲

His hips slap against yours in a frantic, desperate rhythm, the weight of him pressing you into the mattress with every thrust. Viktor’s thin frame trembles above you, his arms braced on either side of your head, shaking from the effort of holding himself up. His damp curls cling to his forehead, sweat dripping from his temple onto your skin, but he doesn’t slow down—not even for a second.

His breath is ragged, broken between whimpers and gasps as he buries himself inside you over and over again. The pace is wild, messy, almost frenzied, like he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he stops even for a moment. He lets out a high, choked sob when your legs tighten around his waist, locking him in deeper, forcing him to grind against you with each thrust.

“Please, please, please—” The word tumbles from his lips in a breathless chant, his voice cracking on every syllable. He’s shaking so much, completely lost in it, his forehead pressing against yours as he whimpers, needy and overwhelmed.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” you murmur, reaching up to cup his flushed face. His skin is burning, his pupils blown wide, tears clinging to his lashes. “You’re such a good boy for me.”

Viktor keens at your words, his whole body shuddering violently. He gasps, rutting into you harder, his hips stuttering against yours. “Mommy—” His voice breaks completely, raw and pleading. “I— I c-can’t—”

“You can,” you soothe, threading your fingers through his damp curls, pulling him close. His breath stutters, his lips parting with a desperate moan as you cradle his face, pressing soft kisses along his jaw. “You’re taking me so well. So deep. You’re being so good for me.”

His back arches, his hips slamming into you erratically as he lets out a wrecked, sobbing moan. “Mommy—f-fuck—!” His voice is so thin, so desperate, it makes your chest ache. “Too much, too much, I—”

“Shh, you can take it,” you whisper, running your hands down his trembling back, feeling every ridge of his spine, every taut muscle trembling beneath his feverish skin. You squeeze his waist, guiding his frantic movements, keeping him buried inside you. “You’re my good boy, aren’t you?”

Viktor whimpers helplessly, nodding, his nails digging into the sheets beside your head. He’s completely at your mercy, his mind drowning in the pleasure, his entire body wound so tightly you can feel him teetering on the edge.

“Tell me, baby,” you coax, tightening your legs around his waist. “Who’s making you feel this good?”

“You—!” he sobs, burying his face in your neck, his voice breaking into something shattered and breathless. “You, Mommy—oh, fuck, you—”

His thrusts grow erratic, frenzied, his breath coming in ragged, desperate pants. He’s trembling so badly now, his whole body rocking against you, pressing you deeper into the bed.

And then—

His hips stutter, his breath catching in his throat, and he comes with a long, wrecked cry, burying himself as deep as he can go. His whole body locks up, a strangled sob leaving his lips as he spills inside you, warmth flooding your core as he shakes apart in your arms.

He clings to you like you’re the only thing keeping him tethered to reality, his body collapsing against yours as he rides out the aftershocks, twitching and gasping with every pulse.

You hold him through it, stroking his hair, whispering soft praise against his temple. “That’s it, baby. You did so well for me. Such a good boy.”

Viktor shudders, pressing his face into your neck, his breath hitching. “D-don’t—don’t stop saying that,” he murmurs, voice thick with exhaustion, still trembling in your arms.

You smile, pressing a soft kiss to his damp curls. “I won’t, baby,” you promise, holding him close. “I’ll take care of you.”

And you do.

UNEXPECTED

—ONESHOT

PAIRING: LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR X FEM! SINNER! READER

GENRE: not angst:)

WARNINGS: no angst fr

NOTES: When I hit a writing slump in one of my series, I try to write one shots to inspire myself:3

We fall in love with three different people in our lifetime.

First love, this love often happens at a young age. You eventually grow apart or call it quits over silly things. When you get older you may look back and think it wasn't love. But the truth is, it was. It was love for what you knew love to be.

Lucifer fell in love with his best friend, Raphael. She was the only one who believed in his silly dreams when he was still in heaven, that's one of the reasons he fell for the seraphim. He didn't tell her, he didn't get the chance to as unfortunately, Raphael told him about her crush on Azrael.

This made him put a distance between them, despite a breaking heart, he played as her wingman and set her and Azrael up.

Lucifer was proud of himself for doing that, he got to see his best friend to be so happy and in love. He can see how good Azrael is treating her and he knows that she'll be in safe hands.

Second love, the hard one. You get hurt in this one. This love teaches us lessons and makes us stronger. This love includes great pain, lies, betrayal, abuse, drama and damage.

But this is the one where we grow. We realize what we love about love and what we don't love about love.

Now we know the difference between good and bad humans. Now we become closed, careful, cautious and considerate.

We know exactly what we want and don't want.

After Azrael and Raphael got married, it wasn't exactly difficult for Lucifer to move on. He saw how happy she is and he decided that he shouldn't dwell on heartbreaking things. He continues to do his wonderful creations for the world. Raphael remained supportive of him, continuing to believe in his dreams despite the elders not believing in him.

Then came Adam and Lilith, he was mesmerized when he saw Lilith when he visited the Garden of Eden.

He fell in love with her and so did she to him, he listened to her how Adam wasn't treating her right. He couldn't believe a woman like her is treated like that.

He talked about her to Raphael and even though the seraphim was happy for him, she warned him not to do anything stupid. He promised that he wouldn't.

The more time he spent with Lilith, they slowly got to know each other.

He and Lilith shared the same beliefs, causing them to give the fruit of forbidden knowledge to Adam's new bride, Eve who gladly accepted.

With that, evil finally found its way to earth. Lucifer and Lilith were both banished into hell for what they had done.

Even though hell was dark, empty, and incredibly hot. He and Lilith managed to make it work. They were madly and deeply in love. Their love bore fruit and that is their beloved daughter, Charlotte Morningstar.

An eternity in hell with his family doesn't seem so bad.

Not all happy things last, slowly his and Lilith's beliefs started to clash once mortal souls slowly came down to hell. Lucifer witnessed the cruelty of mankind, how his actions gave these souls freedom to do incredibly horrifying things.

“This is how they used their free will...?” he asked himself.

He hated it, he lost so much because of the risk he did to give humanity freedom.

Lilith on the other hand, thrived off the evil.

Their differences caused them to split.

He fell into depression, how couldn't he? The woman he loved for so many eons left him? Not only that, his relationship with his daughter is deteriorating. He doesn't even remember when was the last time he held her.

For so many years, he believed that he was unlovable and he was destined to be alone. Why wouldn't he think that when the love of his life, the mother of his daughter left him?

Third love, this one comes blindly. No warning. It creeps on you silently.

You don't go looking for this love.. It comes to you.

You can put up ANY wall you want, it will be broken down. You'll find yourself caring about that person without trying. They look nothing like your usual crush types, but you get lost in their eyes daily. You see beauty in their imperfections. You hide nothing from them. You want marriage and family with them. You thank the universe for them. You truly love them.

It took a while but Lucifer managed to reconnect with his daughter, he promised to be there for her.

He helped her how to get to heaven, he helped her when the extermination happened.

He was proud of himself, promising to help the hotel as he can finally see that his daughter's dreams weren't hopeless. He was filled with hope once more, he wanted to help humanity once more.

It was sudden, no warning. He wasn't even looking for love.

Lucifer found himself staring at the third sinner who joined the hotel, [Y/n]. She joined and he was able to befriend and get to know the sinner.

He showed off his rubber duck collections to her, he thought she would find his hobby silly but turns out she loved it and found it adorable.

It was unexpected.

He suddenly found himself wide awake in his bed at the dead of the night, staring at the ceiling as countless thoughts of [Y/n] filled his mind.

“Uh oh.” he muttered, a realization that he fell for the sinner so suddenly and he fell hard.

He can only think of her bright and sparkly [e/c] eyes, her soft hair, soft skin, her beautiful face, and everything of her.

He groans, “Luciferrrr... you just had to fall for someone so suddenly and that is your friend too.” he groans to himself, mad at himself for falling for someone he thought he could call a friend.

He doesn't want to be friends with her, he wants to be more. He wants to marry her, have a family with her, worship her like the sinner he is.

After coming to the realization, he decided not to confess immediately. Wanting to see how deep his affections for her goes.

And it was deep, it was rock bottom. He was whipped.

He doesn't mind losing himself in the process when he loves her.

He pretended, he hid his feelings. Afraid of losing her.

It took so long, hiding it became unbearable.

He spilled the three words to her, “I like you.” he says so suddenly, he was mesmerized by her that the words came out so suddenly. Catching both him and her off guard.

His eyes widened, slapping a hand over his mouth.

[Y/n] just looked at him with wide eyes, cheeks tinted pink from fluster.

“I-I'm sorry, pretend I didn't say that...” he says, slightly stammering his words. His heart was beating erratically, his hands felt warm against his gloves. His cheeks are warm, warmer than usual. The spots on his cheek have reddened more than usual, almost glowing red.

He covered his face with his hand, embarrassed.

He was expecting that she would be gone once he removed his hands away from his face.

He felt his hand being held by soft ones, removing them from his face.

“Lucifer, look at me.” she says softly to him, he looked at her shyly and with embarrassment. His red eyes finally met [e/c] ones. He admired how beautiful she looked.

Her eyes were looking at him with so much adoration, cheeks flushed, and she was shyly smiling at him.

“Did you mean what you said?” she asked softly, hope evident in her voice.

He gulped nervously but decided to nod at her, a slow shy nod.

He could see how her eyes sparkled, her smile got bigger.

“I'm glad... I like you too, Lucifer.” she admitted softly to him, her voice devoid of any lies and only filled with honesty.

His eyes widened, his cheeks getting warmer.

“Why...? What's something about me to love?” he asked her sadly, avoiding her eyes. He is happy she felt the same but he genuinely can't see himself deserving of love.

“There's nothing about you that I couldn't love, I love everything about you... Lucifer.” she admitted softly, holding his hand with hers.

His breath got caught in his throat, his heart beating erratically against his ribcage.

“I am hard to love.” he says softly, ashamed. He squeezed her hand gently.

“Who said that?” she asked softly.

“Me.”

Her eyes softened, her other hand caressed his cheek adoringly, “Well, you're wrong. I can love you just as easily as breathing.”

Speechless, embarrassed, and flustered. He's not used to such affectionate words said to him.

“Huh...?”

“I meant it.” she says softly, leaning closer to him, “Can I kiss you...?” she asked and he forgot to breathe.

“Y-yes, please...”

Soft lips pressed against his, his eyes closed instinctively as his hand found its way to her waist, pulling her closer to him.

They'll be fine. He'll be fine. He has her now.

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After a lot of begging, I decided to end up posting this luci doodle I finished!! >:) it's a great day to be a cowboy lover isn't it 🙏

‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅| 18+, gn!reader (no pronouns or bodily description), blowjobs/oral, virgin!viktor, sub!viktor if you squint, language/dirty talk, light praise, viktor begs/says please a lot, some deepthroating, first time actually writing for arcane pls forgive any mistakes T^T)

‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅| 0.3k words

‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅| viktor loml… i hope this was okay and that y’all enjoyed! i’m so obsessed with arcane and i’m only 4 eps in (viktor and vi are my f/os). thank you so much for reading!! <3

sucking virgin!viktor until he’s absolutely trembling, thighs tense and pretty moans dropping from his lips like a mantra.

“hah, oh, fuck — ‘s so deep, feels so good,” he’s babbling incoherently, hips thrusting up in small humps to fuck his cock deeper into your throat. he’s big, stretching you out in all directions and offering your jaw a pleasant ache.

“so, so good — faster, please,” viktor whines, eyes cinched shut and jaw clenched in pleasure; he’s so close to absolutely losing it, wrapped up in the nirvana of your plump lips around him, cock hard and leaking and throbbing.

you bob your head down against his humps and hollow your cheeks, tongue laving over the thick vein on the underside of his dick, pulling a full body shiver from the man spread out in the chair.

“shit — mhmm, fuck, do that again, please.”

you can tell he’s close already, balls and cock both twitching with every slide into your mouth, moans escalating and torso jerking. you repeat your previous action over and over again, until viktor is nearly combusting beneath you —

“co-coming — fuck, it’s — hurry, get off, please. i don’t want to —”

you don’t let viktor finish; instead, you put more enthusiasm behind your movements, one hand shooting up to wrap around his shaft and twist. you’re dead set on making him bust, gut heated and churning at the feel of his dick kicking up against your palate.

he’s absolute putty, body trembling and convulsing as he sinks his fingers into your hair and grips.

“wait, fuck — hah — coming!” viktor uses his leverage to push your head down, cockhead spearing past your tonsils and pulling a gag from your throat. he’s thick and hot inside your throat, dick twitching hard as ropes shoot from his tip, splattering against the walls of your esophagus and causing your eyes to roll back.

everything about viktor is thick in this moment — his fingers, his voice, his cock, his cum; and it’s driving you absolutely insane, sore throat working overtime to swallow down every drop your mouth is milking from him.

“ooh, shiiiit,” viktor moans as he thrusts shallowly into your mouth, fucking himself gently through his orgasm. “so good… oh, fuck, ‘s wonderful… can we go again, please?”

they were so me during this whole episode.