Darling doesn't care that they are obsessed

Yagami Light

✍️Light takes the information very well, a pleased grin on his lips when he realises that none of the things that he does seem to bother you. It’s a sign of submission from your side, something that could only ever please a man with a god complex like he has. This is how it should be after all. You should know your place and love him utterly and completely for the perfect being that he is. Light has done some terrible things in the name of his proclaimed love for you, things that he believes he has the right to do as no one is allowed to steal the person away from him that he plans to keep by his side after he has become the New God. Stealing what belongs to a deity is nothing short of a sin. A sin that has to be punished with death itself. After having confirmed that his feelings for you haven’t scared you nor have some of the actions that he has committed which you were aware of, Light starts truly testing how far your adoration and your dedication go for him. He reveals his ideologies, his mission, his identity to you as well as the future he plans to have with you all whilst you remain loving and loyal. Oh, you are indeed worthy of ruling this world alongside with him. He chose wisely.

Nakahara Chuuya

🟠Chuuya tends to let his delusional side get the better of him yet upon initial discovery that you truly don’t care about his behavior as long as he keeps on loving you and treating you well, the Executive is a tad bit concerned. Are you sure? You’re really fine with all of this? He’s in the Port Mafia, he’s killed people for you even. It’s just hard to believe that you accept all of it as gracious as you do to the point where Chuuya wonders if you’re trying to trick him. That distrust remains for a while even if you give him no reason to doubt you. Paranoia is rarely soothed by logic after all. Once Chuuya has been convinced that you truly mean it when you say that you don’t care about his obsession he gets undeniably more delusional though. If you don’t mind his obsession after all he can’t possibly be as bad as he thought he was. He starts indulging in his obsession for you more and more as you basically give him a free pass, asks of you to move in with him so that he can protect you better all whilst spoiling the living shit out of you. He doesn’t really have to hold himself back as much anymore which leads the Executive to turn his possessive behavior up quite a bit. You won’t mind after all.

Jouno Saigiku

♦️For Jouno this knowledge is a bit of a double-edged sword. On the one hand you are easier to deal with, don’t throw any tantrums which could get on his nerves and show quite a level of obedience that deeply satisfies his possessive side. The composed sound of your heart doesn’t overwhelm him but sometimes he also finds himself getting bored. Don’t forget that this Hunting Dog is still an utter sadist after all who would love to listen to the melody of your frantic heartbeat once in a while. After all it’s quite unspectacular for you to be so monotonous with your behavior and your acceptance all of the time. As much obedience and acceptance you may give him after all, it is all for naught if Saigiku doesn’t have control over you by having you fear him. Loyalty and love are not enough in his mind, not if there isn’t fear that weights you down and has you carefully thinking about every stupid decision you might make. The sadist inside of him is truly talking out of him with this desire yet Jouno never attempts to restrain his actions. Since you’ve already taken so well to everything that he’s done so far he’s sure you won’t mind learning how to be a bit scared of him~

Fushiguro Megumi

💙Megumi’s silent paranoia has led him to justify his overprotective and somewhat overbearing behavior most of the time yet there is a shred of awareness still left somewhere inside of him. It is this last shred of sanity that is the only thing letting him know that you shouldn’t think this way, that you should be scared of him. Perhaps you’re trying to trick him? Something holds Megumi back from believing you when you first admit it to him, almost accusing you of trying to fool him so that he lets his guard down. The moment you manage to convince him though that you are speaking the truth the last shard of awareness shatters and leaves him thoroughly led by his paranoid and overprotective instincts. Of course he trusts you. It’s everyone else that he doesn’t trust though. So you two better spend time alone with each other where others won’t be able to bother the two of you. When he isn’t with you, try not to leave the house. If you do, please contact him and let him know where you are, what you are doing and when you are back home again. No, he isn’t overbearing and overprotective. He only wants to ensure your safety, wants to know you’re safe.

Gojo Satoru

Powerful.

Greedy.

Perverse.

The words echoed in your mind. Demons were vile creatures, full of anger and hatred towards the rest of the world; the person before you, though indeed powerful, did not quite seem to embody that description.

“So you’re an angel,” he mused, circling you slowly, like a predator taking in his prey. “Interesting. First time I’ve seen one up close.”

“I am an angel indeed,” you said, tugging at your bindings uncomfortably. You’d tucked in your wings, but they were still being crushed against the rocky wall to which you’d been restrained. “And what manner of being are you, sir?”

“What manner of being am I?” he chuckled, stopping before you to gaze into your eyes. His own were rather striking; he was, as a whole, inhumanly beautiful, with a bearing reminiscent to the heroes of old, whom the humans liked to elevate to gods. But at the same time, there was a darkness lurking in his eyes, radiating off of him. With a start, you noticed the slivers of red running down his skin, web-fine cracks allowing his power to trickle through.

“Demon,” you hissed, trying to pull away. “You really are a demon, aren’t you?”

He laughed again, louder now. “What, it took you this long to figure out? And here I thought angels knew everything.”

His eyes were bright, his gaze challenging. More power - strong, raw, destructive - radiated off of him, setting your teeth on edge. The cracks seemed to be getting larger, letting more of his might seep into the world. A twinge of terror rose within your thrumming throughout your body. A demon would rip an angel to shreds if it got the upper hand; this one had you at its mercy, and there was no doubt that you were dead.

You tensed as he leaned in closer, closing your eyes and commending your soul to your lord.

Instead, a soft hand brushed your cheek, trailing down your neck. You gasped, eyes flying open, to see him gazing at you with hunger in his eyes.

“You really are beautiful,” he said, his voice low. “You know how long I’ve been watching you? How long I’ve wanted you? How long I’ve needed you with me, [Y/N]?”

His eyes burned with desire, with the hunger of a starving man. A thrill ran down your spine as the realization struck you that he knew your name.

“Who are you?” you said, trying to keep the tremor out of your voice. “How do you know me? I am one of an order of thousands.”

“I have my ways,” he said with another demented giggle. “And for what its worth, my name is Chuuya. You may know me as Arahabaki, but then again, maybe not. I don’t care. After tonight, you’ll know me very well.”

His hands wandered lower, caressing your breasts, your stomach, the curve of your hips. A sudden heat ran through you, making you shudder.

“You like that?” he asked, grinning. “You enjoy it?”

“No,” you lied. “What are you doing?”

“Come on, don’t tell me you don’t know about sex. You don’t know how to have sex.”

“I understand the concept,” you said, flustered by the way he fiddled with the edges of your silken dress. “But I am an angel, I am not made for procreation.”

“Aren’t you?”

With a swift motion he lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he moulded his body to yours. “You’re really sure you’re not made for sex?”

“I-I-” Your thoughts floated away as you felt his manhood against you, against that soft, secret part of you that you’d never quite paid attention to. Your body had always been there, a vessel for your duties; but as he pressed himself against you, his body hard and strong, it was as though you’d been reborn for the first time. You could feel everything: the crumbling rock against your back, the grass beneath your feet, Chuuya’s breath against your lips. Heat pooled in your belly, running down your arms and up your chest. You opened your mouth, though for what, you weren’t sure - only for Chuuya to capture your lips in a fervent kiss. The air grew heavier as his power bled into the air; but it was difficult to focus, to care, not with Chuuya’s hands in your hair, caressing your body, tearing your clothes to claim you as his own.

“Mine,” he grunted. “You’re mine.”

“I-” You couldn’t argue. You didn’t want to argue. You were lost, lost in the throes of bliss, the delirium of an exquisite ecstasy you could never have imagined. You moaned, arching your back, throwing your head back to let him have you. His claws raked your skin, sullying your pure flesh, ripping your wings from your back.

“Stop!” you screamed, as pain cut through the haze of pleasure. “Stop it!”

“No,” he growled with a laugh. “No. Once these are off, you are mine!”

“No,” you said, tears running down your face even as your body reached its keening edge. “Wait, please don’t-”

The world went white-hot, drowning you in ripples of fire. Sparks danced in your vision as you clutched at Chuuya, who began to laugh.

“Now you believe me?” he cried out. “Now you know the truth?”

Panting as you came down from your high - that blasted, blessed high - you blinked at the demon, at the fire in his eyes, the blood dripping down his face. White feathers lay scattered around you, a numbness spreading down your back.

“What have you done?” you whispered.

In itself I believe that all three of those would be really great fathers so in itself there is no bad choice within.

Third place I would most likely give to Chuuya though. He'd be without a doubt a very loving father but he tends to be very overprotective of you as well as the daughter the both of you have and if something is extremely stressful within his job his daughter is definitely bound to notice that something is wrong.

Second place is kind of difficult because I believe both choices to be extremely good. I'll go with Sebastian. The demon himself is flawless when it comes to raising his child. He has infinite patience, is extremely protective and responsible with his offspring and since I believe that he will create a family after he has finished his contract that also means that he has all the time in the world. The only reason why I wouldn't put him at first place is simply because as a demon he has slightly different values and would probably encourage his daughter later on to use humans and their emotions for her own gain.

The word freedom was starting to seem alien to you Chuuya had kept you in this stupid room for so long you felt horriblee you just wanted to go outside again you were starting to feel so helpless. So sure he'd let you go outside for a few minutes and may or may not run..

So that's what you did your plan was fool proof as long as you came back in Chuuya would be fine with it! Of course there were the difficulties of unlocking doors and trying to figure out the best places to hide if Chuuya comes home early you had been preparing this for litteral months and you weren't going to let some ginger ruin it for you.

"And.... Yes.!" You celebrated a tiny bit as you finally unlocked the back door you could taste the air, feel the wind and all the things you hadn't been able to do. You were smiling and almost laughing but tried to hold it in you didn't want anyone to hear you right? You sat on the ground you had at least and hour before Chuuya came back and at least an hour to run awa-. You were just about to get moving before you saw it. Well him.

A short man looking almost as suprised as you. Chuuya Nakahara. You started to panic you wanted to cry, die and run all at the same time but you didn't. You were frozen.. "Chuuya I didn't- I wasn't gonna.." You tried to start speaking but you were cut off.

"Really?" You nod. "Wow aren't you full of bullshit today? So awnser my question doll." You knew what the question was going to be but you had to remain positive maybe he wouldn't ask it or something?

"Why didn’t you tell me you went outside? You’d better have a good answer, beloved." There it was you couldn't take it anymore tears welled up in your eyes and you started crying. "I-I'm sorry..." You started blurting out appolgies maybe you didn't mean it but it was better than nothing. "Aww don't cry maybe if you go inside right now I won't kill your family how about that?" Chuuya said in a patronising tone but it was your only hope for now.. So you did you went back inside with Chuuya and got chained to a wall again..

"Oh and I'm sorry to tell you this but your family is already dead maybe if you weren't a brat I would've told you before." He smiled at you. "So let's get to this I think I'm going to have to break your ankles now that'd stop you from running.."