LUCID

Night Of The Blood Moon

Author's Note. Please read:

welcome to this new story! please be mindful that since this is mostly a smut story (though, there is an actual plot and world around it as well!), i won't be posting most of the chaps on wattpad. I don't want to get reported or taken down. Chapter one still has some spice, but I am confident that if I posted the other ones, they would be taken down because it's very raunchy. So therefore, I cannot. You can read the rest on Patreon if you'd like, if not that's fine, too!

Please don't give me a hard time about that because i want to do something nice and post this for you guys. I like the world I've created around it so I hope you do, too. If you're not happy with just the first chapter being on here, don't tell me.

Just don't read it and move on. If I start getting complaints, I'm taking the whole thing down.

i think the biggest thing to remember is that everyone is shipped with everyone. Please keep that in mind and I hope you enjoy! also, you may want to refer to the Lucid AU Guide again to refresh yourself on some things. I might make another guide as time goes on! There is m/m here in the first chap so if you aren't into that, be mindful.

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Never in his eternal years of living had a human held Dabi's interest this long.

Sure, that frigid queen from two centuries ago still crosses his mind sometimes. As if he'd ever forget the jugs on that brothel bitch from the 70s. Which generation of 70s? Eh, it's not important.

But, he wouldn't ever call himself...obsessed. Hell, he never waited this long to pounce on anybody. That's never been Dabi's philosophy.

Every demon has a different approach to their prey. Fuck, it's been three centuries since that dumb ass bird's been here, and Dabi still gets physically nauseous from hearing Keigo sweet talking everything that moves.

Hasn't he learned by now that you don't need to charm them? Simply letting them see you is enough to have them moaning for more. Pathetic mortals. Always so easy.

Roach Boy Akio seemed to figure that out about seven centuries ago, taking full advantage of his powers to seduce those brainless humans into everything he so desires.

The guy deserves an A in productivity for sure. He's almost matched Dabi in the amount of souls possessed.

After ending up in this hell—literally—centuries ago, Dabi found it to be the best thing for him. Gone were the days of having to pretend he actually gave a shit about his partner's day, just so he could get in their pants. He didn't have to make a single, damn effort anymore.

Because now....whatever he wants? He gets.

Well...

....most of the time.

Dabi watched the beautiful, violet haired woman sleep with disdain, propping his chin atop his hand with focused, glowing eyes.

Well, shit. You'd never knows she's beautiful from the way she sleeps...

She's gotta be the ugliest sleeper he's ever encountered—with her mouth open and pooling drool on her pillow, leg swung over her disheveled covers, and the weird babbling about Sir Isaac Newton in her sleep?

Please. Dabi bumped elbows with Newton back in the day. The guy's a total dick, in case you're wondering...

But, even then...that's not what had him annoyed.

Like he's done every night for the past few months, Dabi reached his glowing hand out to touch her—hissing at the aggressive sting that danced along his skin when he got too close.