Thinking About Strong, Inexperienced Subs - Nsfw Thirst, Minors Dni

*A lower-rank demon challenges MC.*

The lower-rank demon: I will kill yo-

MC: *smacks his face*

The lower-rank demon: *their head exploded*

MC: Shit- Are you okay? *watches as his body falls back*

MC: ...

MC: *calls Solomon*

MC: I've got a problem.

Solomon: With your magic?

MC: Yeah. I turned into a one-punch man.

Solomon: ...

Solomon: Just refrain from hitting anyone for now.

MC has been forced to wear a costume for one of Diavolo's events -

Mephistopheles, mocking them: Nice outfit, does it come in mens?

MC, who is so done, with an rbf: Oh, I think you come in men enough for all of us.

Everyone else:

don't drop that soap, simon . . . ! 🧼💓

Your best friend Bakugo kisses you in your sleep..

It’s weird, yeah, but he doesn’t seem to want to stop himself.

All, because of ONE kiss you both shared after graduation. Your lips were soft and sweet as cotton candy, so plush and pillowy he almost caught himself getting mad when you pulled back.

It was a simple action, you both agreed it was just something that was the heat of the moment since you both never had a first kiss, it really didn’t mean much

Or so Bakugo thought.

He nearly became secretly obsessed with your lips, the lip combos you wore he paid more attention, sometimes buying you new glosses to try and leaving them on your desk, the way they curve when you smile, he doesn’t even do eye contact that much with you anymore he just steals glances at your pretty little mouth. He hated it.

He hated how much he wanted another kiss. It was like an irking craving he was conflicted to satisfy.

He would always sleep in your dorm on weekends, wanting to relax even though some may argue he is just your little Velcro bestie. You fell asleep on his shoulder during a movie and while reaching over to grab a blanket his lips brushed against yours.

Bakugo’s movements stilled. Your lips were just as soft as they were 2 months ago. He was still obsessed, it was as if he got a taste of Heaven, and your kisses was from an angel.

So he dipped his head again with caution. Nearly holding his breath as his lips landed on yours. You didn’t wake up.

Bakugo rubbed his soft warm hand on your cheek while his became hot, mumbling on how stupid he is to do such a thing without you knowing. He had a mind to kiss you harder, maybe you’ll wake up and catch him. Slap him back into some sense because he wasn’t making any.

And he did, but you still didn’t budge.

Eventually it became a routine, he’d come over, you dose off before he does and he steals small pecks here and there while you slept beside him, he wasn’t the best kisser so he practiced. Some nights he would wake up just to kiss you again.

Pecking his lips on your cheek down to your lips and kissing you, it helped him become softer with his touches towards you as well. He liked doing it.

Eventually he will tell you, he doesn’t want to keep up this routine especially if your both aren’t in a relationship, he usually holds you tightly against him, admiring your face before he leans in.

Many mornings you wake up on his chest or buried in his neck. Grinning, kissing his cheek as he was a deep sleeper himself.

You liked all the kisses he gave you while you slept too.

Humans are weird

Have yall noticed how we somehow have strange aversions towards lights?? Like maybe not all of us, but we kind of know that if someone is sitting in the dark, you either leave them or join them. Like last night, I walked into class and there was just one guy there and the lights were off so i just sat down, 30 minutes later everyone else was in and the lights were still off. Only turned it on when the professor came in...

So like imagine aliens finding us huddled in a dark room, with our phones and what-nots, silently laughing at something we read, maybe there are other aliens with us who doesn’t really like light but we don't know that cus it's dark and also we didn't bother to check. Then one crewmate just turns on the lights and we all collectively hiss like a vampire or hide like bugs, so they just turn it back off and stumble blindly into the room until they find—feel through whatever they came for and leaves. No one ever mentions it.

Falling asleep in one of the House of Lamentation's common rooms can be a gamble. At best, somebody kindly carries you back to your room and tucks you in. Or maybe they leave you where you were, but drape a jacket or blanket over you.

Sometimes they go overboard, and you wake up with too many blankets. It's sweltering hot and excessively heavy. You thought the brothers were just being supportive in a weird way until Mammon accidentally revealed everyone is trying to break the record of 23 blankets and three duvets.

Sometimes you wake up with a full manicure and facial in progress. Asmo likes the practice.

Sometimes you wake up wearing Lucifer's reading glasses or Mammon's sunglasses. The Anti-Lucifer League must have thought you make a good hiding spot.

Sometimes you wake up with fresh food next to you. Particularly if you fell asleep near mealtime. The strong smell of Devildom cuisine rouses you awake, and you catch Beel trying to tip-toe away.

Sometimes you find... offerings. Bottled tea, or sticker sheets, or a coin placed on your cheek. Levi started taking pictures and in thanks decided to make a shrine dedicated to his idol (you).

Sometimes they draw on your face. The first person to do so will leave a marker for anyone else who happens to feel creative. You've woken up with whiskers, a mustache, fake eyes drawn over your eyelids, money signs drawn on your eyelids, swirls and hearts, a goatee, a big unibrow, and you're pretty sure the twins are the culprits behind a game of tic-tac-toe.

Sometimes you get notes. Simple reminders, or a notice that Lucifer's left the house so please make sure to check that everyone's behaving when you wake up. Occasionally you wake up completely covered in post-its with silly messages.

Sometimes you get kisses. They leave no trace, unless their sender gets carried away and sticks around.

♥︎ strictly 18+ ♥︎ p! twt links ♥︎ part 4 ♥︎

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY… ♥︎

what better way to wake your husband up than to ride his cock in the skimpy lingerie he bought you

simon prepping you open before stuffing another of your holes full

riding simon in the rec room

sloppy head for your lieutenant

simon takes you to a remote cabin for your anniversary

elevator shenanigans w frat bf! simon

the mask stays on, even when your fully spread and squealing

JOHNNY ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH… ♥︎

cuddles and sex

wearing your underwear like a ring on his cock bc he’s yours and only yours

christening the new house w some fun in bed

boob job for nerd bf! johnny

paying thanks to johnny for taking you on such a loved holiday w your mouth

johnny is a tease through and through

back shots w silly! soap

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK… ♥︎

spread your cheeks for kyle

squelching and slurping as he shoves his cock into your drooling cunt

sneaking into gaz’s bunk to show him some love

slow and sweet sex w big dick kyle

beach day w kyle ends w you on your knees

you and kyle are left alone in the car.. what else is there to do

clap them cheeks for gaz

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE… ♥︎

price loves eating your pussy

john just can’t keep his hands (or cock) to himself when you wear pink

mafia boss! price takes you on his poker table

professor! price takes good care of his favourite student

any glimpse of pink and he’s feral

missionary w your older neigbour! john

you buy a pink wig… ofc he was gonna fuck you in it

been thinking of maybe making a tag list, pls lmk if you’d like to be added <3333

Spotting Beelzebub alone on a couch is a very dangerous trap that must be avoided at all costs.

He may appear to be minding his own business, sitting there innocently, scrolling his DDD. Maybe chewing on a mint. But make no mistake, this is a trap.

Should you choose to sit next to him, your fate is sealed. Beelzebub may put a hand around your shoulder or pull you towards his lap. He may just remain still. Yet every single time, Belphegor will appear. Very swiftly, very silently.

Belphegor will sit so close to you that he's practically on top of you and will proceed to squish you into his twin. He throws a leg over your knee, over Beelzebub's too, and lets his body go slack. Gravity takes care of the rest as he topples into you like a domino. He's heavy. Arms cover your head as you disappear from view.

Shout as you might, Beelzebub allows this to happen. With his hands on either side, there is no escape. You sink down and your cheek winds up pressed against his naval while Belphegor cozies in close, his breath flooding your nose. You can flail your lower legs until someone gets tired of the squirming and holds them down. The twins will cuddle you until they feel satisfied.

The Attic Club Sandwich shows no mercy.