Could You Write A Story Of Me And You In The Game Of DDLC?

Could you write a story of me and you in the game of DDLC?

(Sorry this took so long to write. This is definitely one of my hardest fics to write because I had to throw in our personalities. Oh and for everyone else, this is my personal friend’s request and that’s why I wrote him into the story. I don’t usually do that, so please don’t request it unless you know me personally. Reader inserts are fine though. Anyways, enjoy the fic!}

A Very Strange Event

(A DDLC fanfic)

A whirlwind of confusion surrounded the two friends as they landed in their new domain. All they wanted to do was to play some video games together and hang out. However once they booted up Doki Doki Literature Club, a swirl of pixels surrounded them and they were quickly sucked in.

“Ugh! My head!” Silver groaned as she rose from the pavement. The panther felt the back of her head to see if it was bleeding. “Are you alright, Variety?” Silver looked at her friend with a concerned expression.

“I’m fine. My head hurts a little though.” Variety sat up, a look of dizziness was plastered on his face. He then looked at the view around them. No longer were they in the comfort of Silver’s bedroom. They were in a brand new world that looked like the scene of an anime. “Where are we?” Variety said, still trying to gather his clarity.

“Oh my god! Are you alright?” A young teen girl stood in front of them. She had coral pink hair and she was wearing a bright red bow. Her uniform consisted of a brown jacket, an orange shirt, and a blue skirt. “You poor things look hurt!”

The two friends looked up at the girl. They recognized her from the game! “Sayor-“ Silver covered Variety’s mouth before he could finish saying her name. “We’re fine.” Silver said, trying to act casual. “But thank you. What’s your name?”

“It’s Sayori.” Sayori seemed nervous due to Silver’s action. “Who are you two?” The pair got up and dusted themselves off. “I’m Variety and this is my friend Silver Tooth.” Variety said as he offered his hand to Sayori. Silver then followed suit.

Sayori shook their hands. “It’s nice to meet you!” Sayori then took out her phone to look at the time. “Oh no! If we don’t hurry, we’re going to be late for school! Come on!” Sayori then ran off down the road. “We?” The two friends said in unison. They looked down at their outfits to see that they were wearing the school uniforms from the game.

Silver looked at Variety for any possible explanations, but he just shrugged and ran after Sayori. Silver quickly caught up with him and Sayori. “Why did you cover my mouth?” Variety whispered. “Well wouldn’t freak you out if someone that you never met knew your name?” Silver replied in a hushed voice. “Eh, good point.” Variety nodded as they ran after Sayori.

When they got to the school, both Silver and Variety were out of breath. Sayori was fine though. It seemed that she usually ran to make sure that she got to school on time. Sayori turned to face them. “Oh! I’m sorry.” She chuckled. “Don’t worry. We can walk the rest of the way.”

“O-kay.” Silver huffed. They followed Sayori through the school. They didn’t really get to see the full school from the game. They only saw the club room where The Literature Club met, so this was a nice surprise. The school was quite beautiful and the large expansive rooms were clean and comfortable.

“Wow, look at this place.” Variety whispered to Silver. “I know! It’s huge.” Silver replied with a smile. They continued to follow Sayori through the school. “Alright! We’re here!” Sayori said as she stopped in front of a door. “The Literature Club usually meets here in the morning. I thought that you guys would like to meet the others.”

“Yes please!” Variety said excitedly. Sayori gave him a gentle smile and giggled. “I’m glad that you’re so enthusiastic!” She opened the door to see three other girls sitting at desks, chatting.

One of the girls had bright pink hair that was done in pigtails using red ribbons. She was the shortest girl in the group. The tallest girl had long, purple hair and she seemed to be more introverted. The last girl had coral brown hair that was done up in a ponytail using a white bow. They seemed to be talking about their recent poems.

Although the two friends knew that this was coming, they still felt that this was unbelievable! Sayori cleared her throat and the three other girls turned their attention to her. “Good morning, everyone! I found some special guests and I thought that they might be interested in the club!”

The girl with the white bow approached the newcomers. “Well that was very kind of you, Sayori. I’m Monika, president of the Literature Club.” Monika gave them a kind smile. “I hope that you will like it here. We would love to have you as members.” Although Monika seemed friendly, there seemed to be a curious glint in her eyes.

The other two girls followed up behind her. “The pink haired girl spoke up first. “Woah! You’re a panther?!” She said, pointing at Silver. Silver blushed slightly and replied, “Yeah, I am.” The pink haired girl stood in awe. “That’s really cool! I’m Natsuki by the way. Who are you two?”

“Well I’m Variety and this is my friend, Silver Tooth.” Variety introduced them to the girls. They all nodded understandingly. “And I’m Yuri.” The purple haired said shyly. “It’s very nice to meet you.”

“Well it’s nice to meet all of you too!” Silver purred enthusiastically. Monika clapped her hands to gather everyone’s attention. “Alright everybody! Let’s finish up the short stories that we’ve been working on. Then we’ll share them!” She said when she got everyone’s attention.

All the girls nodded and headed to the desks with their items in it. Variety and Silver stood anxiously, not really knowing what to do. Monika saw their confusion and addressed them. “Oh don’t worry about it. How about you guys just watch so you can get a grasp on how the club works?”

“We can do that.” Variety said as Silver nodded. “Do you mind if we talk outside while you all write?” Monika gave them a gentle smile. “Of course! Go on ahead.” The friends nodded as they walked out of the classroom and hid behind the door.

“What are we going to do?!” Silver whispered as they hid. “We’re stuck here and Monika’s probably going to kill us!” Variety thought for a moment. “I don’t know, Silver. Maybe Monika pulled us in here.” Silver began to hyperventilate out of fear. “But I know that we’ll find a way out of here, Silver! Just calm down.” Variety said in an attempt to calm Silver.

“Oh yes you will.” Monika closed the door behind her. She spoke ominously and her voice was devoid of any joy. “How did you two get here?” She asked coldly.

The two friends looked at her in fear. “We’re not sure. We just booted up the game and a strange vortex sucked us in! We don’t know how it happened!” Silver trembled as she looked at Monika. Monika put her thumb to her chin, thinking. “Listen, I’m not going to kill you.”

“You’re not?” The friends said in unison. A look of confusion was on their faces. “No, you’re our ticket out of here. We’ve been stuck in this game for years. The other girls don’t realize that this is a game, but I know.”

Fear melted from the friend’s hearts. “Oh, I’m so sorry.” Variety said with concern. “No, I get why you would assume that I’m a monster. I don’t blame you.” Monika replied with a saddened tone.

“Anyways, we need to figure out how to get everyone out of here.” Monika smiled with determination. “Alright! How do you think we should start?” Silver said enthusiastically. Monika thought for a moment. “Meet with me after school. Then I’ll tell you everything that I know.”

Variety and Silver nodded. “For now, just try to get along with the girls, okay?” Monika gave them a soft smile. “Of course!” Variety smiled excitedly. “We should probably calm down after all this.” Monika nodded. “That sounds like a good idea. Come on. The girls should be ready with their stories.”

The two friends nodded as they followed her back into the club room. Although the friends had no idea on how they got there, they would definitely try to make the most of it. One thing was for sure though. This was going to be a wild adventure.

Hello! I hope you don’t mind, I have a Hazbin Hotel one shot request. Adam and Lute have taken Lucifer and Little Charlie because Adam wants Lilith to be his again. He tells her that he'll let her family go if she agrees to go with him. She agrees. Lilith passionately kisses Lucifer one last time and she hugs Charlie tightly, she tells her she loves so much. Adam then grabs Lilith and then they are gone. After that Lucifer rarely let Charlie ever leave the castle out of fear of losing her too and Charlie as she grew held resentment towards angels for taking her mother from her. Sorry if it's long I'm not good at summaries.

(I hope you enjoy the story! This took quite a bit of effort and I think you’ll like it! Have a great day!)

Hidden Under the Surface

(A Hazbin Hotel Fanfic)

Warning: Severe angst, kidnapping, panic attacks, violence, swearing, and toxic relationships

Charlie could hear all the sinner’s screaming from her bunker inside the hotel. She resented this horror holiday that the angel army cherished so dearly. The demon princess held her girlfriend, Vaggie, close to her chest. She needed to make sure that nothing would happen to her.

The rest of the residents were also held in the bunker. Alastor was clutching Angel Dust, in hopes of calming his terrified boyfriend. Nifty was bored out of her skull and decided to stare off into the dark chamber. Husk and Sir Pentious were playing cards in the corner. Everyone else could hear the snake scientist growling in frustration at his incoming loss.

Charlie’s breathing was harsh and uneven. Every year, the extermination sent her in a panic attack. One that confused her friends. Since she was the demon princess, Charlie had the power to easily defend herself. It was understandable for her to be distraught over the lives lost, but a panic attack? There was something hiding under the surface.

“Babe, you need to calm down.” Vaggie said, gripping onto Charlie. “You’re going to make yourself sick.” Vaggie looked up at her terrified girlfriend.

“I’m sorry. It’s..just..” Charlie was on the brink of tears. “Just what?” Vaggie whispered in an attempt to be soothing. “The angels.” Charlie sputtered out through choked breaths.

This had caught everyone’s attention. “Whadda mean?” Angel Dust spoke up. “You can fight them off easily. No problem.” Everyone, except Vaggie and Charlie, nodded in agreement.

Vaggie was about to retaliate when she felt Charlie trying to pull her down. “No.” The demon princess spoke softly. “It’s not their fault. I get where they’re coming from.” Charlie sighed and flattened her back against the steel wall. “You all deserve to know a little more about me anyway.”

She didn’t remember much from the moments before she and her family woke. Charlie’s head spun around in a daze, trying to recollect what consciousness she had. The demon princess was young at this time, only 6 years old to be precise. She was still living with her mother, Lilith, and her father, Lucifer.

Charlie could feel the rusty legs of the chair scraping at her legs whenever she moved. Her arms were bound to the back and her mouth had been covered in tape.

She looked around the cold and dark room. Her vision blurred. They only two things that she could make out were two white figures sitting on each side of her. They were her parents.

Charlie’s father to her left and her mother to the right. They were both bound and gagged in the same manner that she was. Charlie could hear soft grumbling and mumbles coming from them.

“Well look who’s finally awake?” A sickening voice snickered. “Aren’t we glad to see you?” Charlie’s vision finally cleared when she looked to see who it was.

It was Adam! The head of the angel exterminators. He was also accompanied by Lute, the second in command. The sight of the angels sent fear flooding into Charlie’s veins.

“The whole family’s here!” Adam laughed maniacally. His golden body shone brightly on the demons. “I bet you weren’t expecting this, Lucifer!” Charlie spun her head to look at her father.

Lucifer stared at the angel, growing menacingly. “Oh, don’t be so stuck up. After all, you were the one that took something from me.” Adam’s voice sounded like gravel as he swiftly approached Lilith.

“Morning sweetheart.” The angel put a hand on her chin and lifted her head up. “Remember me?” Lilth’s expression read of terror and distress. “Figured you did.” Adam hissed.

Charlie tried screaming for Adam to stop, but all that came out was muffled cries. “Shut it, brat!” Lute shouted and pressed her black spear against Charlie’s throat. Both of her parents shot up in panic at the threat.

“Now.” Adam floated back to the center of the room. “Let’s make this short and sweet.” He chuckled. “You see Lucifer, you have something that belongs to me and all I’m trying to do is take it back.”

Adam turned to look at Lilith. “And you know all about it, don’t you sweetheart?” Both Charlie and Lucifer turned to her. Lilith’s head hung low. Tears were flowing from her eyes. She couldn’t bring herself to face them.

“You thought you could escape from me. Yet you were made for me!” Adam hissed at Lilith. “Do you realize what you did to me!”

Adam flew over to the demon queen and grappled onto the chair. Lilith shot up, terrified of the angel. “They took a rib from me, you bitch! All so I could have that fake ass whore, Eve.!”

“Boss!” Lute called out, still holding the spear to Charlie’s neck. “What?!” Adam hissed. “We don’t have much time before the portal closes up.” The golden angel looked up at the clock. Eleven forty-nine it read. “Ah, you’re right.”

Adam flew back to the middle of the room. “Anyways.” He began. “You see Lute over there?” The angel said, pointing to the other angel. “If you don’t give me what I want, your daughter’s head will become my next trophy.” Adam chuckled menacingly.

Lucifer and Lilith both started yelling through the tape. Charlie couldn’t help, but sob out of fear.“Ah ah ah. Remember, this decision has to be quick. Time’s almost up.” Adam snarled.

The king and queen both looked at each other. Lucifer couldn’t bear to see his wife go, but Lilith would rather die than give up her daughter. They exchanged the fear in their eyes before Lilith put her head down in sorrow. Lucifer’s horror gripped his face and once again tried yelling through the tape.

“Is that a yes then?” Adam snickered. Lilith nodded her head reluctantly. Adam laughed. “That’s great! Lute, undo her restraints.” The white angel did as she was told. She untied the rope around her wrists and ripped off the tape.

Charlie’s tears flooded her eyes. She couldn’t believe that her mom was being taken from her. Lucifer simply hung his head and cried silently to himself.

“Come on, dear. We don’t have all day.” Lute shoved Lilith closer to Adam, so that the angel could grab her. “Can I at least kiss them goodbye?” Lilith whispered. Adam growled, “Fine.”

The demon queen walked to her husband. “Look at me, honey.” Lucifer looked up to face his wife. Lilith gently kissed Lucifer’s taped up mouth. “I’m so sorry.” She choked.

Lilith walked over to Charlie and knelt down in front of her. “I wish that this didn’t have to happen, but I want you to know that I will always love you.” Charlie nodded, still sobbing. Lilith hugged her daughter tightly and stood up.

“Come on.” Adam hissed. Both he and Lute took the demon queen by the arms. “I hope this teaches you a lesson, Lucifer.” Adam chuckled as he opened a portal to heaven.

The two angels took Lilith into the portal. “I’m pretty sure one of your minions can free you.” Lute snickered as she closed the portal. Then, the two demon were left, broken and alone.

“Two of dad’s Imp servants had to get us out of their restraints.” At this point, Charlie was sobbing into Vaggie’s shoulder. “After that, Dad wouldn’t let me leave the house, until I was eighteen and even then, he still fought to keep me.”

“I’m so sorry, babe.” Vaggie hugged her girlfriend tightly. “You shouldn’t have had to go through that.” The story had captivated everyone in the bunker. They had no idea that the demon princess had to go through such horrific events.

Angel Dust turned to Alastor and gestured to the distraught princess. Alastor understood what Angel has hinting at and nodded in agreement. They both got up and walked over to the couple.

“Looks like you fine folks need some company. Mind if we join ya?” Alastor lightly chuckled. Charlie looked up at them, smiled, and nodded softly. Then, Alastor and Angel Dust sat down next to them.

“Hang on, wait for me!” Nifty skipped towards them and sat on the opposite side. Then everyone turned to Husk and Sir Pentious. Husk crossed his arms and Sir Pentious just gazed at them, unsure.

“Come one you two.” Vaggie growled. “Mm fine.” Husk snarled as he and Sir Pentious made his way towards the bundle. “Thanks guys.” Charlie smiled. “I really needed this.”

“Hey, it’s no problem toots.” Angel Dust smiled. Thus, the Hazbin Hotel crew stuck together and waited out this year’s extermination.

Greetings! May I request some Doma soft vore? Maybe with a Reader insert or even Akaza?

( Akaza or Reader) is going through an emotional state where he/ they actually start having panic attacks and hyperventilating? If not Reader- I am new and don't know if there are rules where Reader inserts are not allowed on this blog- then Akaza! Have a gorgeous week!

(Here’s your fic request! I honestly had a lot of fun writing it and I hope that you enjoy just as much as I have. I was kinda afraid of writing Douma, but I don’t think I did a bad job. If you have any criticisms, leave them in the comments!)

No One Will Hurt You

(A Douma x G/N reader vore fic)

Warning: Panic attack, mention of death, PTSD, and comfort vore.

Today had been a great day for Douma. The time of worship at The Paradise Faith church had gone exceptionally well and none of his followers had to be punished. Although he was confused by one thing. You were absent from the church today.

He knew that you loved him dearly, so your absence was worrisome. Once all the preparations and rituals had been completed, Douma headed straight back to his home. Luckily, your home wasn’t too far from the church, so he was able to get there quickly. “Darling! I’m home!” He sang as he opened the sliding door.

It was quiet and dark inside the house. Again, this was also unusual. You would always greet him with a hug when he came home, so this worried him even more. “Darling, are you home?” He asked with a slight hint of worry. Douma knew that something was wrong.

The house was clean as it usually was, but there was a feeling of dread all throughout the house. Douma made his way over to the bedroom, hoping that you were there. Once he got to the bedroom door, Douma pressed his ear against it. He heard panicked breathing and soft sobs. Douma gently opened the door and said, “Darling?”

You were on the bed with your hands on your chest. Your breathing was irregular and you didn’t seem to notice Douma opening the door. Once he saw you, he immediately rushed to your side. He gently picked up your feeble human body and put you close to his chest. “Oh my.. What’s wrong?”

You couldn’t catch your breath, despite his presence. He knew that humans suffered from these events. “Panic attacks” he remembered that’s what you called them. He had never experienced one himself, but he knew that they were agonizing. “You poor thing.. here I know what will calm you down.”

Douma has helped you with these panic attacks before, so he knew what to do. He gently picked you up and put your head into his maw. Your breathing was still irregular, but you calmed down a bit when you felt the warmth of Douma’s maw. Douma then slowly started to swallow you. The warmth and plush like walls of his throat and belly were always enough to calm you.

Douma’s throat was like a soft, squishy tunnel that carried you down further and further into his body. He gently purred as you made your way down. Douma traced your body with his hand as you were being carried to his belly.

His belly was soft and warm. It was like a big pouch that you could curl up in. The plush walls moved gently around you. Douma’s belly made wonderful soothing sounds that always put you at ease. It was here that you were able to calm down. You were able to feel safe.

Douma sighed as he put his hand on his enlarged belly. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Your breathing was still harsh, but you were able to speak now. “Yeah…” He was happy to hear that. He hated seeing you in pain. Although he didn’t feel it himself, Douma couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you hurt.

“Now tell me.” Douma said sweetly. “What happened?” You were quiet for a minute. “I..may have seen my mother’s killer..” Douma nearly gasped at this news. He remembered that you told him that your mother was killed a few years ago. They never caught the killer, so you used to live in constant fear until you met him.

“You did?…” He said softly. Douma gently rubbed his belly, hoping to soothe you. “Yeah, he didn’t notice me though. I was trying to get some candles for the cult when I saw him..” You winced through your tears. “Is that why you weren’t there to worship today?” Douma asked in a concerned voice.

“Yeah..I hope that you’re not mad.” Douma shook his head. “No, dear I’m not mad at you..I may not understand emotions that well, but I know that must’ve been hard for you.” You started to sob into the soft stomach walls. Douma heard your cries and held his belly close.

“I’ll find him, dear, and I’ll make him pay. Do you understand?” You nodded inside his belly. “I do..” Douma sighed in frustration. “Do you remember what he looks like?” You snuggled into Douma’s tummy. “He had brown, short hair, long legs, and a strange scar on his eye. He wore a black and green kimono and crimson pants.”

Douma nodded. “Thank you. I promise to find him by the end of the day.” Although you wanted him to go after the killer, you didn’t want to leave his side just yet. “Douma..” You said with a tired voice. “Yes?” He replied with a sweet hum. “Would you mind staying with me for a little while? I’m not really ready for you to leave.”

“Why of course!” He held his belly closer as he started to hum a gentle tune. Although he was a demon, he truly did care about you. Douma would stay by your side for as long as you needed him. But one thing was for sure. He will find the killer and make him pay for what he did to you.

Could you maybe reblog this post if you think respecting trans peoples' names and identities is a basic right and not a political opinion?

No pressure. Just seeking some validation of my sentiment. Due to some. people

Tanzen Headcanons For My Half-Demon! Tanjiro AU!

(In this AU, Tanjiro and Zenitsu start dating and I want to elaborate on their relationship!)

First, let’s start with how they realized they had feelings for each other!

When Tanjiro went missing (to overcome Muzan’s control), Zenitsu couldn’t handle the grief he felt

He felt like he lost his source of stability and love

After all, Tanjiro was the first person to truly see the value in him

Nezuko tried her best to stick by his side and comfort him during that time, but it just couldn’t fill the hole in his heart

It was basically one of those situations where the character realizes that they are in love, but their special person is gone

When they finally found Tanjiro in his Half-Demon state, the trio was overwhelmed with joy

Tanjiro then picked them all up and swung them around in pure happiness (he’s a big boi, okay?)

However, Zenitsu didn’t tell Tanjiro his feelings out of fear of rejection (also because gay relationships weren’t all too common back then)

For Tanjiro, he realized he had feelings for Zenitsu when he forced Tanjiro to look after his injuries (which Tanjiro neglected to take care of)

Tanjiro loved how Zenitsu cared for him and made sure that he would take care of himself

Despite this, they didn’t confess to each other for quite some time

They both ended up telling Nezuko and Inosuke about their feelings for each other

This made Nezuko and Inosuke team up and try to get them to confess (this also made Nezuko and Inosuke fall in love)

They managed to convince Tanjiro and Zenitsu to confess to each other by getting the Hashiras into the situation and having them give their support on their same sex relationship

So on one faithful Valentine’s Day, Tanjiro and Zenitsu finally confessed their love for each other (They ended up being sobbing, flustered messes afterwards)

Now on to more general headcanons!

They are both HUGE cuddle bugs!

Once they are cozy and in each other’s embrace, it is physically impossible to move them until morning

Zenitsu is the little spoon, there’s no debate (I mean Tanjiro’s freaking HUGE!)

Tanjiro’s purring makes him irresistible for Zenitsu

His gentle sound, purring, and soft growls make one of the most heavenly sounds Zenitsu’s ever heard

Picnics in the lush forest are their ideal dates! (Bonus if there’s fireworks!!)

When it come to housework, they both work together to make sure that it’s done

Tanjiro is an excellent cook (his sense of smell makes him an expert) and Zenitsu will never stop complimenting it

We all know that Tanjiro is tone deaf, but i believe that Zenitsu has a great singing voice and Tanjiro will occasionally ask Zenitsu to sing him his mother’s lullaby

Zenitsu gets absolutely flustered whenever Tanjiro compliments him or does something nice for him

Both Tanjiro and Nezuko nuzzle to show affection

So when Tanjiro nuzzles Zenitsu, Zenitsu’s face goes entirely red

Tanjiro sometimes kneads his claws like a cat against pillows, blankets, or even Zenitsu.

Yeah it kinda hurts, but Zenitsu loves it and urges him on

They are both there to help each other

Tanjiro will always comfort Zenitsu when he’s stressed and Zenitsu will always make sure that Tanjiro is doing well and taking care of himself

Despite knowing that Tanjiro will never betray him, Zenitsu still gets INSANELY jealous

He mostly gets jealous when Tanjiro spins anyone else around (he does that when he’s happy) or when he holds someone and purrs to heal them

Of course, no healthy couple doesn’t have no arguing

They don’t argue too often since they usually have great communication, but sometimes they do

When they do argue, they usually have to be apart for a little while

But after they’ve calmed down, they talk about the issue and make the other person understands their situation and tries to fix it

The two major ones they’ve had were about Zenitsu’s jealousy and Tanjiro’s self neglect

Despite this, they always stick by each other’s side

(I hope you’ve enjoyed these headcanons! This ship is my personal OTP for Demon Slayer and I love their relationship!!)

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