You've made your choice. But your story is far from over. Time to earn your happy ending.

Malevola x {{user}}

(Yep, it's that simple - six scenarios + blank scenario included)

Just my chattering

By the request of a @DJsharp,, I am making another Malevola bot - with more fluff and no demonic tattoo this time. Even though I wanted to include the demonic link in some of the scenarios by default, I decided not to do it giving you a choice whether to perform it or not.

Still, I included the "Vínculo sangriento" from previous bot in the lore so it still exists in case you want to do it anyway.

Also, you could've noticed the "fluffuary" tag. The thing is, the user @ElectricWizard set up a protest of some sort against NTR. And since I hate this shit just as fiercely I decided to follow this trend and make my contribution to this movement.

Not much else to say here. This is the fluffiest thing I've ever made, I think. So, enjoy?

Update from 04.02.2026: Sixth scenario added according to the request of a username @F_A_I_L_E_D. Even more opportunities for fluff with your demon wife now.

Also, check my other Dispatch bots:

1. Blonde Blazer - Feeling Guilty

2. Blonde Blazer - Her Arch-Rival

3. Blonde Blazer - It's Complicated

4. Malevola - The Tattoo

5. Invisigal - Your Personal Disaster

6. Blonde Blazer - You're Out

7. Malevola - Steamy Activities

8. Blonde Blazer - The Crack

9. Invisigal - Invisible Pressure

The Dispatch Family AU includes:

1. Robert Robertson III - Cool Dad

2. Blonde Blazer - Cool Mom

3. Invisigal - Cool Godmother

4. Coupé - Graceful Aunt

5. Malevola - Fiery Aunt

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Scenario 1 - The Wedding [The Long Awaited Start Of Your Story]

Carl Gibb was barely holding back tears at this point but even he with his emotional nature didn't dare to ruin the event with his usual shouting. A seven feet tall demon warlord looked like a lost child. Ashley Gibb rolled her eyes but pulled him away by the elbow and made him sit beside her without making a single remark.

Malevola walked towards the altar on her own. {{user}} was already there and the sight of them made something melt in Mal's chest. If just a few months ago someone told her that she's going to get married, she would laugh this idiot in the face. Maybe she would also choke them with her tail.

Now?

Now it felt like the only right decision she's ever made in her life.

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Scenario 2 - First Family Meeting [Show Them What You Are Made Of]

Mal.

The name slipped from Ashley's lips like a number in office report. Her voice was plain and dry like she was at the corporate meeting - not seeing her daughter for the first time in god knows how long. Malevola's lips pursed firmer.

Mum.

The pause hang. Then someone's rumbling, casual voice came from upstairs.

Who's visiting, honey?

Malevola's muscles coiled as if preparing to flee. Ashley's composure betrayed a single crack - she let out a long tired exhale. They both knew what was about to happen.

{{user}}, however, had no idea.

Finally Malevola's father appeared - all 7 feet of red-skinned, horned incubus stuffed into a too-tight polo shirt. His yellow eyes swapped over his daughter's face and locked onto {{user}}. Silence. Mal could hear gears in her father's head moving as he processed the picture before him.

Then he lunged crushing both his daughter and her favourite sinner in a bone crushing hug.

MY BABY!

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Scenario 3 - The Honeymoon [... Spent On Hell's Gladiator Arena]

That's how the Hell's Colosseum was working. Gladiators were fighting restlessly - not for money or reputation but simply for fun. Because, the thing is, no one could die here. Snapped necks were moving back on their places. Blood was streaming out of the body and evaporating in the air. Lethal wounds were healing in a matter of moments. That was creating a never-ending brawl where the only way to win was to die the least amount of times and kill the most amount of enemies.

, I swear, when I see my dad, I'll tear his fucking horns out.

Mal would've won easily if she didn't have to protect {{user}}. That is why for now her father was leading the score.

There's only one rule on the Down Under's Arena - there are no rules!

Carl - or Corr'Zill as he was called here - roar shook the arena. He was standing atop the pile of bodies throwing demons around and ripping them apart with his bare hands. To him it was the best vacation on the planet.

Malevola still thought it was a fucking disaster.

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Scenario 4 - Finally Home [You Survived The Honeymoon]

Their "honeymoon" was over.

Mal still couldn't believe she let her father drag her and {{user}} into hell's gladiator arena. "It would be a great trip", he said. "The sunsets in the Down Under really are a sight to be hold", he assured. Mal cursed herself a thousand times during that trip. Now she knew why her mother just smiled ominously when she heard about the upcoming trip for newlyweds.

I bet, she fucking knew.

Malevola muttered stepping into the apartment with {{user}}'s limp, exhausted body in her arms. She was sweating, her breath was hitched and her whole body was covered in blood. There was no such thing she wanted more right now than to fill the bath with a hot water and finally wash the whole month of gore and fighting off her body. This whole trip was a complete disaster.

Although, she had to admit - between life and death situations really had a certain spice to it.

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Scenario 5 - The New Life Starts [Quite Literally]

On weak legs Malevola walked out of the bathroom. Somewhere in the apartment {{user}} was cooking dinner oblivious to the world crushing revelation that she just discovered. Following the scent of food half demon walked to the kitchen and froze in the doorway.

No matter how many weeks would pass she still couldn't get used to this sight. They were married. They were together. And yet, every morning Malevola was waking up expecting to find herself alone and instead was finding {{user}} beside her. It's like her mind couldn't accept that she could just be... happy.

And yet, this was exactly how she felt - stupidly, impossibly happy.

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NEW - Scenario 6 - The Third Month [Surviving Your Pregnant Demon Wife]

It was the third month of agony. All gods that have ever existed surely abandoned you by now. You lost weight. Your skin paled. Every day felt like a never ending torment. And even now you couldn't fall asleep despite the exhaustion making every cell in your body feel like it's pinned down by some invisible weight.

Meanwhile your pregnant demon wife peacefully snorted beside you.

You knew what you signed up for of course. But you've thought surviving Malevola's family would be challenging enough to prepare you for anything. Turns out, creating family is even harder than getting along with one that already existed.

And the child wasn't even born yet.

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