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Alastor nearly goes insane trying to steal one of Lucifer's feathers. What happens when he's finally able to nab one?
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12 Dec 2025
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“What—what are you doing—?” Lucifer stammered, a mix of panic and anticipation in his voice. With an impish glint in his eye, Alastor sank to his knees, coaxing those plush thighs apart before settling in the space between. Lucifer’s brows knitted in confusion, eyes widening as Alastor’s hands found his belt, slowly undoing it.
“You’re always so tense,” Alastor purred, voice as smooth as velvet and edged with something far more dangerous. “Let me be of some humble assistance.”
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Alastor presses close, leaving Lucifer with no means of escape. The former archangel and ruler of damnation tenses as the air between them sparks with something dangerously physical.
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08 Dec 2025
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When Lucifer invoked his Pure Angelic Power and took flight on his six magnificent wings the day he and Alastor first met, the Radio Demon was fascinated. As his relationship with the Devil has developed, his fascination with Lucifer's wings has evolved into what just may be an obsession.
What's a deer demon to do?
TLDR: Fun with feathers!
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03 Dec 2025
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Starting Over Again by drpeaceandlove
Fandoms: Deadpool (Movieverse), Wolverine (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
21 Aug 2024
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Logan hadn't ever imagined a time in his future where he wouldn't have to rely on alcohol to get him through the day.
That was, of course, until he met one Wade Wilson.
"I need clothes." Was all that Logan offered, raising a brow when Wade's face creased in confusion.
"You can borrow some of -"
"They don't fuckin' fit me." Logan interrupted, already anticipating the end of that sentence. "I'm bigger than you, bub."
Nodding in agreement, Wade's hands ghosted along Logan's biceps and arms, pretending to feel him up. There was a pleased glint in his eyes as he hummed, "Yeah, but you are shorter, which is why I think we work so well together."
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Or, Logan is trying to adjust to his new life without the aid of alcohol through unconventional means (jacking off). Wade is along for the ride.
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14 Sep 2025
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“Logan… Did you have some brownies?”
“I did. That a problem, bub? They weren’t for a special occasion were they?” He tries to recall if anyone’s birthday was coming up.
Wade shakes his head, eyes still watching him with some emotion Logan hasn’t figured out yet.Wade clears his throat. “Uh, well, the occasion isn’t exactly special but the recipe was. If you catch my drift.”
Logan blinks both wearily and warily at him, stomach still in knots and yet—he really wants another treat.
“This a family recipe?” They did taste different from the last time he had brownies, which was literally decades ago, but maybe Wade used some special sugar or cocoa. Molasses or some shit.“No, Peanut. You ate my special brownies, a lot of them actually, and tbh I’m kinda worried about the dosage for you.”
Logan scoffs, “Wade, I’ve spent the past two hundred plus years smoking and drinking alcohol, including the rubbing kind, remember? I seriously doubt a little pot is going to bother me.”
Wade sighs, and he almost looks wistful, which fills Logan with a new kind of apprehension.
“Oh, you poor, sweet, innocent, naive honey badger. Those aren’t pot brownies. They’re sex pollen brownies.”Bookmarked by Beap_boop
08 Sep 2025