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I might not write or enjoy the more extreme parts of "dead dove" fiction myself, but I support the rights of folks to create and read it just the same. As long as no one's getting hurt irl, y'all can do whatever you want. Just use content warnings please.
I won't accept requests for underaged characters since I'm not comfortable writing x readers about them as their canon ages and I struggle with writing aged-up versions. Characters without a canon age are fine if I think they look adult enough.
Please do not try to make me engage in fandom drama or discourse. You most likely will not change my mind and I would rather be blocked than yelled at.
(Obsessed with this man. Oh, you've got a mask kink and a voice kink? Boom, double kink activation. Multi-kink drifting)
(I only do these with the letters that spell their name! There will not be a full alphabet version, please do not request one.)
A - Aftercare (What they're like after sex)
Amon's the kind of guy that gets up early the next morning and makes you breakfast. (Provided he doesn't have to immediately fuck off because the police are on his trail or because he has Equalist business to oversee) If he has the luxury of time, I think he'd actually be pretty gentlemanly. Help you wash off and/or change clothes if you're really wiped out (which I imagine he could certainly leave you, I mean we all know how crazy athletic this guy is), could even give you a massage afterwards (dude a massage from this guy would go crazy hard, he knows *all* the pressure points)
M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
I've had this image in my head for months, but I feel like the biggest turn on for him would be prolonged physical contact. Specifically, guiding your body during a training session. Like I think he'd just get more and more enamored with your body as the session went on, and eventually it'd just turn into a different kind of "physical activity".
O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc;)
I think he's definitely more likely to want to receive than give when it comes to oral, not really out of reluctance or lack of skill but just the fact that he practically never takes that mask off and that includes in the bedroom. The mask 100% stays on during sex and that'd make it pretty hard for him to go down on you. If you're close enough and he trusts you enough, though...maybe.
N - No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs, etc;)
The only hard no I can think of for him is public sex or having an uninvolved witness of any kind. This guy is so secretive, he does not want anybody watching.
Despite being a fire elemental, contact with water doesn't hurt him
His high body temperature causes any water he soaks in to heat up -- You can turn a small pool into a hot tub by just having him sit in there for a bit
He'll get angry if someone starts splashing him, and even angrier if they splash him enough to extinguish the flame on his head (It'll reignite once he's dry enough)
He's not much of a swimmer (though his ability to levitate means he doesn't really need to be), and prefers to just lounge and relax when he's in the water
dear lord, please take all life problems and responsibilities away from fanfic writers but also make them financially stable and happy with nothing to worry about so they can happily focus on writing and posting fanfiction. amen
Aside from their neck where else does Demongo like to bite Reader? (affectionate wise)
Aside from the neck, he also takes a liking to the wrist and the inner thigh ;) Sometimes he'll nibble Reader's tongue or lip a little while they're kissing to add a little flavor for himself.
I feel like he’d ABSOLUTELY be touch starved since he likely stays away from people by default (particularly to protect himself from harm), but I wanna hear your thoughts on it.
[☂️] Do they crave touch or fear it?
Little bit of both. Demongo's very needy when it comes to sensual and sexual contact, but outside of that context he doesn't normally like to be touched. More out of arrogance than fear, he sees most people as beneath him and therefore doesn't think they're fit to touch him. But if he perceives someone as a threat, then he's definitely spooked. It also depends on how much power he's working with. If he's got enough souls to protect him, he won't appear nervous at all, but if he doesn't, he won't be able to hide it.
Ughhhh I really want to write something but I have no ideas. There's so many characters I'm interested in writing for, but again, no ideas. I'll do the requests and then see if any inspiration strikes from there I guess.
I love shipping shit nobody else has even thunk of. I’m 10k years in advance compared to these other gay people. It’s me and this one other person who wrote fics in 2010 and hasn’t posted since against the world. I’m reading this shit from the ancient scrolls and understanding it.
Valtiel being jealous over your crush on Pyramid Head (No gender specified for Reader)
(This is a concept I think about CONSTANTLY, like...would he be mad that PH gets way more attention from fans despite being less powerful and less important to the Order?)
(Summary: "My 'guardian angel' found the Pyramid Head folder on my computer and now he's pissed") (Takes place in an AU where the Silent Hill games and movies are based on allegedly true events and legends)
Rating: Fluff/Comedy
So you'd developed a bit of an interest in the triangle-helmeted antagonist from the second game based on the Silent Hill legends. At this point, it was easier to list who hadn't. He was all over the internet, and you couldn't discuss the games or the movies without someone mentioning him. Even places that had nothing to do with Silent Hill still referenced him! Every monster-lover space, every horror fan space, every gamer space! The guy was kind of inescapable, and it was hard not to get a little into it. You'd saved a few of your favorite art pieces and fics on a computer file so you could find them later.
You had no reason to suspect that your self-appointed "guardian angel"--himself depicted in the third game and nearly forgotten otherwise--would find that file. And even less reason to suspect that he'd actually get jealous over its existence.
Apparently, it had been enough of a problem for him that he'd seen fit to jostle you awake in the middle of the night. At this point, you were pretty accustomed to his appearance, so the sight of a faceless, twitching and bloodstained humanoid peering into your face as you opened your eyes didn't startle you. You simply mumbled and blinked a few times to force your weary eyes to stay open. "What?" you asked, somewhat irritably.
Valtiel pointed at the monitor sitting on your desk nearby. It was the only source of light in the room, now. You confusedly looked over to the alarm clock on your bedside table. "...Val, it's 3 a.m., I'm not going to use the computer," you grumbled.
The angel pointed more insistently, growling somewhat. He wasn't much of a talker outside of his appearances in your dreams, or without the use of a radio to speak through. Your old pocket radio was halfway across the room, in a closet, and you most certainly did not want to get up at all.
"I don't care if you want to watch something," you continued to grumble. "I'm tired. Let me go back to sleep."
He actually seemed a bit surprised that you'd told him off. Then he started to growl again. Valtiel turned away from you, and for a moment you thought you'd be able to go back to sleep...
Until he grabbed your arm and forced you out of bed, literally dragging you across the floor towards your desk. You protested and tried to wriggle free, but he had all the strength you'd expect from an angel, and if he didn't want to let you go, you weren't going anywhere.
While you complained and asked him what the hell he thought he was doing, he pointed towards the computer again. Now that you were closer, you were able to see the image displayed on the screen. It was one of the fan art pieces you'd saved earlier. It depicted Pyramid Head in a somewhat provocative pose, albeit with enough clothing on to classify the image as "safe for work". At least he hadn't found one of the nude ones, because there were certainly plenty of those to be found on that file.
It took you a while to consider what about this had upset him in your sleep-deprived mind. You stood up and squinted at the screen. As you did so, Valtiel tapped the screen and a blank note document opened up. He was able to manifest the words without actually typing them, and they read:
Why have you gathered images of this false idol?
"...False idol?" you repeated, puzzled. "Val. It's not that deep. To everyone else in the world, this is just a hot monster from a video game."
That answer didn't seem to satisfy him.
It does not matter what the uneducated masses think. This is a blasphemous image! It should be destroyed!
You tried not to laugh, knowing that wouldn't improve the situation at all. "What, do you think I'm devoted to him or something? I just thought the art was hot, that's it."
He snorted irritably, sounding more like a bear than a human.
This is a false idol! The creature depicted here is not an emissary of God, but a manifestation of a sinner's guilt. He exists no longer, and his image should have been forgotten long ago!
"...It's a drawing."
A blasphemous one!
Now you actually were laughing, because of the thought that had crossed your mind. "Valtiel...are you jealous?"
He looked taken aback, which just made you snicker more.
Jealous?! What reason have I to be jealous of a lesser entity?!
"Wow," you said as you read the message. "I don't think I've ever seen you use an interrobang before. You're definitely jealous."
I am not jealous! I simply do not want you to be corrupted by such provocative imagery of this pale imitation of my body!
You stared at him, then turned to the screen, then turned back to him. "So you're specifically jealous because he looks like you, but isn't you?" you asked.
Only the Executioners chosen by God's emissary were permitted to imitate my form! I did not choose this creature, this mere dream given form!
"Sounds to me like you're jealous that I'm looking at him and not you."
Yes! You should look at me! Look only upon me! Only upon the true emissary of God!
"That's what I thought," you replied with a taunting smirk. "Jealous." You laughed. "Okay, how about this deal: I get to keep my Pyramid Head smut, but I'll give you more attention. Including right now, if you're fine with just cuddling, because I am still way too tired for anything else."
He snorted, but the next message read:
That is...acceptable. But you must not forget that I am superior to that pale imitation in every way!
"Yeah, yeah," you yawned. "I get it. Just get under the blanket and let it go until morning, at least."
Very well. When you are rested, I intend to show you how much greater than him I am.
This has always been dangling about in my head for awhile but how would Demongo react to Reader complimenting his body?
Maybe a short dribble drabble abt it?
Demongo's really smug and very self-absorbed, so I see him responding to compliments much like that.
"Of course I am~", "Yes, indeed!", "How right you are, mortal!"
But he also secretly craves praise. Hearing praise towards him of any sort excites him, and while he'll play it cool and cocky in response, inwardly he's absolutely elated to hear it, and he wants to hear more.
Compliments are also pretty much the easiest way to get into his metaphorical pants. (Metaphorical since he's usually nude aside from the cape) He's definitely got a praise kink, so compliment him enough and he'll be looking to satisfy the lust you just gave him. Compliment him during the deed, and he'll go absolutely wild.
Just don't call him cute. He'll interpret it as you saying he isn't intimidating, and he can't have that. (Though you might be able to get away with it if you're close enough and if he's horny enough. He'll still be embarassed, but in a much less aggressive way)
