Restless Butterflies.

Restless butterflies.

Pairing: Fizzarolli + Asmodeus x GN! Reader

Warnings: Comfort for overstimulation

Word count: 254

✰Masterlist

✰ Fizz and Ozzie are some of the most patient demons in hell, especially when it comes to you

✰ They would drop everything in a heart beat and go to the ends of hell for you

✰ Fizz knows firsthand what it feels like to get overstimulated, while Oz is used to comforting him

✰ Basically, these two are the perfect comforting pair

✰ No matter where you are in hell, these two will immediately take you away from the crowd if you start showing signs of discomfort

✰ Oz is always over prepared when you leave the penthouse

✰ He always has a fresh bottle of water on standby for you

✰ Fizz is the opposite and is never prepared

✰ Instead, the Imp uses physical and sweet words of comfort to help you

✰ This combined makes them a pretty good duo

✰ If you're sensitive to loud noises, Ozzie will start carrying around comfy headphones for you

✰ Fizz will squeeze your hand or wrap his slinky arms around you if you like the feeling of being protected and compressed

✰ Oz will carry the two of you on his shoulders if you get tried of walking

✰ They already avoid paparazzi at all cost, but they will a 1000% do so more if you get overwhelmed by it

✰ In the end, they are always willing to go back to the safe place of your shared bedroom to decompress, and they never try to push you past your limits

Star's notes -> I should probably get some headphones because I'm sensitive to loud noises...

(Thank you, Fizzarolli_Lvr on AO3, for requesting!) (Requests are open!)

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Live Bell reaction:

"Bell, we got a job to do"

Adler my beloved. I would let you brainwash me any day.

TOMORROW IS THE 4-YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF HIM DOING IT TO US

National Holiday

25 years of ads peeled away

While yes I did see a grammatical error, and it was very short... What can I say besides-

They never miss, Strawb3rrystar isn't a waiter but they never fails to deliver my 5 star meal. Thank you very very much.

I would say I a little sad still because it was short when you put out a 3.5k work like last week, but to be honest I no better. It would be hypothetical. So I just say...

... Idk what to say actually, that's how little ideas I have of things lol

Ehhh banana :)

Me on my way to request something to you.

So, I know it's been quite a early time since the last request (in my opinion) but... Well, you really not minding and I really dig everything you make sooooooo you can't blame me~

You don't need to guess that it's going to be gender bend again, although this time is going to be Chaz! Yeah, I kinda dig the little fella (even if he makes *a lot* of sex jokes. The show is full of them and I share the same sentiment with Striker in that front lol) so why not Male reader X Fem Chaz?

Though of giving you more detail on this one, the idea is that reader is one of the guards of Crimson mansion, a serious and mute one at that, and Chaz as someone who doesn't know how to stay quite goes to "rizz" him up. Of course, Chaz didn't expect much, however it turns out the guard is a sub as he ends up mush in her hands... And of course she takes advantage of that~

Kinks I guess I try not to say mommy three times because that's really puts suspicion on my part (however if it does slips... I ain't complaining-) a lot of praising, since Chaz ends up really having fun being a Dom (I know he talks a lot about his "big dick" but... Cmon, I know his ass isn't in that high horse) and I guess a bit of almost getting caught, as I thought it would be funny as hell if this happened while on the "Exes and Oohs" episode and crimson and gang almost caught them lol.

Again, please warn me if you going to accept it or nah, I am comfortable but I still have a caution if I get too caught up in my on head.

I hope you have a wonderful day, afternoon or/and night :3

Throbbing heart.

Pairing: Fem! Chaz Thurman x Masc! Reader

Summary: Do NOT fuck one of your ex-boyfriend's, dad's bodyguard! Or do. Who am I to stop you?

Warnings: Porn with little plot, praise, semi-public sex, oral (m! receiving), dom/sub undertones

Word count: 888

✰Masterlist

When you started working for Crimson you were strapped for cash and didn't think you could ever have a life outside of Greed. So, your father, who was close with the mob boss, got you a job. A bodyguarding job! Sure, it could be unconventional at times, but at least the pay was good. You took your job very seriously. You had too, or it could cost you your life.

This caused you to shut yourself off from everyone. Most of your own colleagues forgot what your voice sounded like. They were still very friendly towards you, even if you wouldn't say a word to them. Well, someone had to come along and break that barrier. And that was Chaz Thurman.

An apparent sex crazed loan shark, who most likely cared more about getting her pussy stuffed then her own dignity. She was going around flirting (and probably fucking) every guard in the mansion. And you just so happened to be her next target. Chaz wasn't expecting much, considering the others told her you were mute. But she still wanted to take a gamble. What would be the harm in trying anyways?

She pulled out all the stops. Sweet talking, twirling her hair, touching your arm, batting her eyelashes. All the cheesy shit that could only work on the most touch starved virgins. Well, it certainly worked on you. A pit in your stomach started to grow, your dick twitching as you try to keep a straight face. But Chaz caught on quickly.

So, here you were, sitting in your boss' dining room, Chaz trailing her hand along your clothed thigh. She sunk down onto the carpet under the table, pale fingertips touching the bulge between your legs. "Take them off," she says, in reference to your pants. You were about to disobey her word, so you started unbuckling your belt, a 'Yes, mam' leaving your lips. Chaz loved this, the control she had over you, even if she was physically under you.

Once your belt was off you unzip your pants, shimming them and your underwear down to your ankles, cock springing to life. She almost immediately grabs the base of it, watching the pre-cum slowly leak out of the tip. Sure, it was very early in the morning, but Chaz wanted her last fill of cum before she was a married woman. Her touch was delicate as she steadily stroked your length, panties becoming wet as she listens to your soft moans.

"Fuck. Look at you. So pretty for me," she mumbles, her thumb going over every vein as her tongue darts out to kitten lick your slit. The teasing was getting to you, but you stayed still, waiting, like a good boy. Soon, Chaz rewards you by slipping your tip into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the width. It felt like pure ecstasy coursing through your veins, something that you didn't let yourself indulge in often, but could quickly become addicted too.

Your hips buck up involuntarily, causing you to push into her mouth more. Chaz kept taking your length down her throat until she was buried up to your pubic bone. The sensation was nothing you've ever felt before. It felt like she was actually sucking the life out of you. Her head bobs, saliva coating her lips. You sit back in the wooden chair, letting her do the work. She pulls back all the way and then dives back down. Her, a deep sea diver, while you are left sitting on the shoreline, where you belong.

Chaz repeats this process of coming up and going back down nearly a hundred times before switching it up. Now she's deepthroating your cock, holding onto your thighs to steady herself. The feeling was heavenly as her head game was strong. She didn't gag, not once. You wanted to moan loudly, but you didn't want to get caught, so you bit your lip, holding back moans. Soon, you felt the pit your stomach threatening to snap, dick twitching on Chaz's skilled tongue. She knew you were close and she wanted you to come down her throat.

"Shit.. I.. I'm close." You stumble over your words, a small warning before the warm liquid Chaz so badly craved came shooting down her windpipe. And she gladly drank of every drop of your delicious cum. Releasing your softening dick from her mouth with a pop, she helps you pull your pants back over your hips. Quickly shuffling to put your belt back on in fear of someone walking in. Chaz got out from under the table, wiping the spit off her chin while watching you struggle. "You did so good for me." She comments, causing you to freeze up for a moment.

You had just gotten into your normal position by the door when your boss and his son walked into the dining room. Crimson shoots you a glance when he notices you, and then one to Chaz. You wished that he wasn't assuming the worst and could only hope that he didn't have you killed. But, the old man just brushes you off, instructing you to help the others set up the wedding venue. You hastily do as your told and leave, wanting desperately to forget whatever the fuck just happened. As you leave of course you sneak a look at Chaz, who just sends a wink your way.

Satan, what a close call.

Star's notes -> Sorry this is kinda short, my love!! I ran out of ideas very, very quickly. But, I blame that one writing this at 2AM

(Thank you @jgabriel1920 for requesting!) (Requests are open!)

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Rebloging this to remind myself.

No particular reason...

Striker/Reader idea, but it’s under the cut and I’m labeling it Dead Dove just in case!

So I love using Soulmate AUs to explore dramatic (re: angsty) plots and Striker’s superiority complex would be really fun to address with one imo.

I’m thinking imp!Reader goes to the Harvest Moon Festival with the rest of I.M.P. as a new employee. It’s a last-minute workplace retreat! Sure, why not. Anyway, you meet Millie’s family and everything proceeds as the episode does, until introductions bring you face-to-face with Striker. And oh shit, as soon as your eyes meet there’s this terrible electric charge between you that can only mean one thing (we can substitute this with a different or more specific Soulmate AU favorite - words on the wrist, timers going down to zero, seeing color for the first time, etc.).

Striker manages to keep up his strong southern bravado, all while he’s slowly panicking inside. He retreats to the stables after messing with Moxxie to a satisfying degree, only to lash out and cause a bit of damage to the property. This is the worst possible moment for something like this to happen. And it’s a fucking imp? That’s his soulmate?! An itty bitty, average, ordinary weakling taking orders from that Blueblood-sucking clown Blitzø???

But why is it worth getting so distraught over? Yes, he’s on a mission to assassinate Stolas at the festival, but surely finding your soulmate can’t get in the way of that…

Well, what if we combine the Soulmate AU with Fuck or Die? :33333333

Striker is literally in heat once he and Reader make contact, and there’s a time limit to consummating this unwelcome union and claiming each other before you both drop dead. It’s gonna make winning those Pain Games and killing the Goetia Prince without getting caught that much more difficult.