#Angel/Demon Halfling

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Something I'm working on

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mermaids wash out down the gods river sometimes. The angelic suns burns them, and the devine waters disorient them, as they are trueborn demons.

A community have been washed out to the ocean ounce. I can't remember what I said their story was.

This gal, was recently thrown down the river and caught in a meander/fen by a halflings village. They will try to help of course. But a Hellknight will come to reveal her actual species' origin. The halflings wont stand against a HK alone. Mermaid herself can follow the characters actions from Ondín. Just making up whatever story (for the origin of mermaids) that suits *this* conversation. Telling conflicting story's to dif villagers. Desperate for the trust, and intimacy of that special moment, when one person tells their whole hidden backstory.

Keep her out of the sun, lesser angels and elementals may get territorial, but be too simple minded to explain their disgust.

Physically pains me to work on bigger pieces because my nut sized brain hates stuff that takes longer than a day (but I think miss dead merm over here will be worth it)

[skitzrep]

i just finished DMC and I'm about to make it everyone's problem

here's a little headcanon i made up as i was watching

angel x devil trope where angel!reader is halfbreed of her kind, and a reward 'blessing' for the son of the demon knight

dante meets his half-angel one evening in his late teens, and he saves her from a demon that cornered her into a dead-end. she swears she didn't need his help with an awkward smile.

he realizes his half-angel is special when he has her spar with him. holding his palms out to her, dante isn't prepared for the absolute heat she lands on his soft muscles. his right palm throbbed around the hilt of his blade for days after that.

his half-angel has more in common with him than he initially thought. she was remarkably strong and fast. she never knew her dad, and her mother was a drunk.

it didn't take much convincing for his half-angel to leave her human life behind and join dante in his demon hunting career. she had a knack for it that made him feel more than simple admiration for her.

four years after they first meet, dante realizes he doesn't want a life without his half-angel. he figured it out after a Dance Dance Revolution performance, turning his head to see if she had glimpsed at his horrible score. he's blessed with the view of her reading on the couch, completely unaware of his game.

"Did you have fun?" she asks him after noticing how silent it got. Dante scoffs and crumples to the floor, close to the edge of the couch. "If you were paying attention, you would have seen my perfect score." "Oh, was it a perfect score?" his half-angel asks playfully, dropping the novel in her lap. "From here, it looked like you were improvising the moves." "You don't know what you're talking about." Dante sits against the edge of the couch, leaning close to her. "I think that's my line, big head."

the first time dante gets worried about his half-angel is during a hunt. the particular demon multiplied from it's dismembered appendages, and the two halflings were too quickly overwhelmed

her eyes were elsewhere when the spawnlings came up behind her, impaling her twice before throwing his half-angel like a ragdoll through the wall. dante became destructive at the sight

Her sleepy eyes scared Dante more than he'd like to admit. He should be grateful his half-angel woke up, but all he can focus is that she needs to rest, and he needs just a little more time with her before that. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asks with a little furrow dipping between her brows. The soft smile she gives Dante warms him with relief. He reaches over and cups her jaw, feeling her pulse's steady rhythm under his two fingers. "You had me worried for a second," he answers, emotions clogging his throat. Dante reimagines his family's death, followed by his half-angel's close call. She hums leisurely, leaning into his hand. "I wasn't worried. I knew you'd get us out of there. Just needed a little motivation." His half-angel sends him a coy wink. As her words register in Dante's head, irritation washes his sentiment away, and he huffs an incredulous laugh. "You're insane," he tells her as she holds his hand against her and places a kiss on his palm. The same palm she nearly broke. "You're perfect. Thank you." "For that?" She mumbles against his skin, turning her head to look up at him. "For being alive."

note: it's short but a warmup cuz i got more

[sulumuns-dootah]

WHB characters meeting their Obey Me! counterparts pt.2

⟡ Masterlist ⟡

A/N: Asmodeus is finally back in Hell and I'm finally able to make the second part to THIS post! I also included some more characters so it's not just the two leftover kings ^^

The scenario is still the same with OM!Solomon's spell going wrong and interconnecting the universes together

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Asmodeus

Okay, OM!Asmodeus has two reactions:

"Ooh? Such a brave outfit! And those thorns are so pretty!"

but then after a few seconds after he catches a whiff of the smell, he's about ready to die

If he manages to overcome this difficulty, they'd get along pretty well

WHB!Asmodeus doesn't really react... He does recognise OM!Asmodeus as another version of him and that's about it

Oh, but once they get to talking, you can rest assured that WHB!Asmodeus is pulling out the baby pics like the proud father of his little halfling army that he is

OM!Asmodeus' followers can also expect getting their timeline spammed with photos of these two because he just wants to commemorate this meeting as much as he can

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Belphegor

Depending on the time of day, both Belphies wouldn't even notice bc they're snoozin' the day away

But let's say they both happen to be awake at the same time

The first thing OM!Belphegor notices is the amount of piercings on WHB!Belphegor

Those must've been a pain to sleep with while they're healing

Also, once he finds out that WHB!Belphegor doesn't have to do anything and has people do everything for him, he's kinda jealous

WHB!Belphegor is kinda surprised to find out that another him is twins with Beelzebub

They're almost exact opposites, or not?

If their talk steers to the whole OM!Belphegor locked up in an attic thing, WHB!Belphegor will be kinda mad on his behalf, but secretly wish he was there so nobody'll bother him

A cute concept though: OM!Lucifer finally finds these two after dealing with the rest of brothers and sees them sleeping curled up together

OM!Belphegor curled up to WHB!Belphegor who's holding him like the bigger spoon

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Raphael

At a first glance, you'd think these couldn't be any further from each other, but don't let the look of OM!Raphael fool you

WHB!Raphael was quick to see through OM!Raphael's facade of cool and calm demeanor

OM!Raphael's critical eye immediately notices all the bandages on WHB!Raphael, but he chooses not to comment on it for now

...Somehow, he did not notice the blood splatters on WHB!Raphael's clothes, though?

Out of all the rooms with our guys seeing their counterparts, this is the one I'd like to be the least in

WHB!Raphael is a bit cuckoo and doesn't mind challenging his other self

And OM!Lucifer can't stop this from happening so, honestly, R.I.P.

There are no winners or losers

They fight until the whole thing is resolved and after that, the room is filled with OM!Raphael's spears and dead angels WHB!Raphael spawned in

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Michael

WHB!Michael at first thought he's just in a room with some other angel he didn't recognise

Until OM!Michael didn't speak up, that is

"I see, so this is me..."

"Wait, what tf do you mean me being you? You dare to think you're my equal?!"

WHB!Michael's short fuse is something that does surprise OM!Michael, but who doesn't have their quirks, right?

If OM!Michael manages to avoid triggering WHB!Michael, they could get along for the time being

Still, WHB!Michael doesn't want to believe there could be other version of him, so he suspects every action and word OM!Michael says

Afterwards, OM!Michael might even write a poem about their meeting

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Ppyong & Little D.

New besties for life alert!

These two little blob-demons instantly click and start sharing stories of their respective version of Hell

Don't tell Minhyeok, but Ppyong even forgets about him for a second

I'm not sure if Little D.s eat actual food, but I imagine that if Ppyong mentions how good sweets are, Little D. would tell other D.s about it and OM!Barbatos would get a heart-attack thinking rats got into his kitchen

But nope

Just a few curious mini demons, who heard that chocolate and other food is actually delicious

Oh, and if Ppyong is able to transform into Juno, I'm sure he'd do it just to flex on Little D.

Yes, Little D. gets jealous and once he's back, he's begging anyone and everyone to be able to do the same thing

Overall, these two are super adorable, and Ppyong is kinda like the older, cooler brother of Little D.

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Solomon

Two idiots trying to come up with a fix to the whole situation

(That was my initial note for how these two seeing each other would go and I'm keeping it :D)

Picture this: The room and everything is on fire, OM!Solomon's running around, trying to take the flames out and finish the spell that will undo his mesed up spell

WHB!Solomon is just louging on a sofa, unbothered by the whole commotion

Occasionally flirting with OM!Solomon

"Is it just me, or is it getting hot in here?"

"There's fire everywhere."

"I've noticed"

"Are you gonna help me do something about this?"

"No~"

OM!Solomon knows OM!Lucifer will now hold this little mistake over his head for the next few centuries

There goes his chance to get a contract with him :/

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I also had an idea about writing the other demons meeting someone they have stuff in common with(Simeon&Gabriel, Cerberus&Naberius, Diavolo&All kings,...) but decided to not add it to this post, though if anyone wants that too, lmk ^^

[eldritch-spouse]

A really crazy AU idea: what if humans disappeared without a trace? All the humans in the clergy—gone. All the humans on Maria's island—gone. The only 'humans' left are Admin, Charm, and by extension, Halflings and all variations of the undead. It's not like they died because Dorem hasn't received a single soul since this great disappearance—they're just gone. Like creator, like creation.

To make this extra juicy, no one can track them at all. Not demons (even those with a connection to them, like through a concubus mark), not the demon lords, other monsters, angels, Or Even The Saiders.

(Ik Krulu MAD asl, and I can just imagine the monsters and demons with human spouses freaking out. I kinda feel bad for them... kinda.😭)

Two young siadar stand frozen before a living structure of impossible magnitude. They were pale before, but somehow, they look paler now- As if a shade apart from complete transparency.

" ... What... What did you input? " The left one very slowly asks.

" I did not- " The right one chokes. " I absolutely did not touch a single thing- "

" No. No no... It very clearly says something was erased on a cosmic scale. "

The first points to the faraway ceiling, where an alien code relays the successful execution of some kind of task. Both of them deflate, short of breath. They have no hint of what might just have happened, between the rapid flashing of hues and the rumbling hum of the structure, it's anyone's guess as to what might have ceased to exist in such a short amount of time.

" Ah... So, how do you presume the Creators will execute us? "

The right one tears up. " Quickly, I would hope. "

[aziraphales-library]

Hi! Your account is so great and I really appreciate what you guys do here.

Im not sure if there are many of these out yet, but I’m looking for good fics of what season 3 could look like. Like the events of 1 and 2 are the same but then we get to see them dealing with that ending.

Thanks so much!

Hello! Here are some series three speculation fics...

Armageddon Part 2: The Second Coming by Halfling (M)

Takes place immediately following the end of season 2 of the show. Crowley just wants to be left alone but he keeps getting interrupted. Heaven is MIA, Hell is up in arms, and no one can get a moment's peace.

what we could have been (and what we one day shall be) by meetmeatthecoda (E)

The next time Crowley sees Aziraphale after the day he broke his heart, entered a blinding white lift, and left him behind, it’s in almost the exact same place. Three interminable months later. That awful day, driving aimless and slow in a silent Bentley, Crowley wasn’t sure if he would ever see Aziraphale again, let alone so soon, considering the way they left things. He tried to tell himself that he didn’t care if he ever clapped eyes on his white blonde curls, steel gray eyes, and ridiculous tartan bow tie ever again, but the tears threatening to spill out from behind his sunglasses betrayed his true feelings. (Not to mention the random but persistent spots of bright yellow paint on his car’s otherwise pure black sheen, ruthlessly rubbed out with an index finger the temperature of an open flame.)

Bad Omen by lavender_mo0n (T)

There is a common misconception that owls are a bad omen, a warning sign for death and destruction that is to come. On the contrary, a better way to describe it is to say that they are a symbol of change. That change may come in the form of death, but perhaps that is more in reference to the death of life as we know it. And perhaps a certain angel is about to experience a ~very~ big change.

On the Side of the World by profdanglais (M)

The demon Crowley has gone rogue. Precisely what “rogue” looks like on a demon who was never anyone’s idea of “manageable” is something neither Heaven nor Hell is currently equipped to deal with. Hell is rebuilding and Heaven, under the auspices of the Supreme Archangel Aziraphale, is focused on spreading the Word of their prophet, known as the Second Coming--of what, exactly, remains unspecified. Neither side seems to remember who Crowley used to be, nor have they bothered to change the passwords. The Metatron has no interest in demons, rogue or otherwise. His Plan is going swimmingly and he couldn't be more pleased. Now if only he could figure out who’s responsible for all these unauthorised miracles that just keep happening, far and wide, on planet Earth.

Of Gardens and the Second Coming by Serenity_Black (E)

Starting moments after S2E6... The new Supreme Archangel Aziraphale is in Heaven, juggling the Second Coming at The Metatron's behest. Crowley is wrestling with his romantic realizations, and losing. What is it going to take to get our lovestruck beings back on track so that they can save our favorite Libra and all its inhabitants? And where are God and Satan in all of this? There’s a lot of ground to cover before this ends, as it was always going to, in a garden.

The Better Book: A Brand New Testament for the End of Days by HollyGhostLightly (T)

The Second Coming is underway and it turns out there are competing plans to determine the fate of the world! An unofficial/unauthorized Season 3 of Good Omens… to stop the bleeding. 💔 Excerpt: Aziraphale frowned as his intelligence was insulted once again, “How can you expect us to put our faith in something that lacks any detail whatsoever?!” “Let’s try to remember the plan is still technically ineffable. I’m doing my best to make it effable for you guys but some things are obviously outside of my abilities.” The angel growled, “Oh, the plan is effable alright! If you ask me, it’s completely fucked!!” “Real nice language, coming from an angel! You’re putting money in that thwart jar!”

- Mod D

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⚰ Fear's Stories ⚰

💉 Knell

   A girl with chronic depression gives up the fight after a long and painful battle. When she wakes up, she is in a Hospital, but not the one she was in previously. Creatures roam these halls, patients and staff alike. A bell rings in the distance, beckoning something. Confused and fearful, the entities that live here will test her resolve.

🌿 Wiccar Briar

   A town called Briar rests in the old world, where magick still flourishes. A girl named Charice is the daughter of the late Great White Witch, but unlike her mother she is very sickly and has no magick. Her caretakers are a bird man, a wispy eccentric shade, and a demon cursed to be trapped in a book. Unsettling things are happening in the forest, and the past is rearing it's head.

🕯Nightlight

   A town of monsters and gods, guarded by a lighthouse away from the human world. Creatures from myths, legends, religions and more can be found here, trying to live a different life away from those who hunt after them. A halfling young girl named Maggie tries to find her human mother, in hopes she can find out why she was abandoned and why humans are a threat. (This story branches out to other smaller stories with it's characters)

🗡 Under an Ivy Crown

   A medieval fantasy themed story. A cruel King kidnaps the Queen of the Fae in hopes that her golden blood will make him immortal. His plans are ruined when a mischevious Halfling and an unusual Knight/Doctor rescue her and try and take her back home before the forests rot. They meet many friends, allies, and enemies along the way.

🚬 Not Dead Yet

   Garden City holds a machine called Eden's Core, which allows the essence of a person or animal to be stored into a capsule like core, and be placed into a new body, causing a remarkable scientific fusing of the two entities. When they decide to use inmates to clear out their prisons, and fuse them with more helpful objects for goodly citizens like a parole program, it turns sour as these criminal's new bodies are stronger and end up more dangerous. Laurie, a girl who has struggled all her life with a mission to find her father-who once worked at Eden's Core- stumbles upon one of these infamous criminals... A serial killer that was fused with a mascot suit.

💫 In Between

   Elise, a lazy, overly tired and grumpy girl lives a very boring and unfulfilled life. The only exciting thing that happens to her is she sees things, and has to take schizophrenic medicine to keep her visions and hearing under control. Turns out, she is seeing and hearing an actual problem, and Heaven and Hell want to get their noses into it?? A fallen angel and a demon end up fighting over her and makes her life much more interesting.

🦷 The Ones We Buried

   After a horrible accident that killed her family when she was 9, Lucia has lived her entire life in the Hospital, going through surgeries and rehabilitation. Badly scarred and cold, she lives a quiet and lonely life away from everyone. One day, after hearing her grandmother passed, the funeral home/mortuary that was family owned by her grandparents was bought by a mysterious man. Not understanding why they didn't go through her first, she goes to see who exactly bought it.

🗝 Witching Hour

  A fantasy world of monsters, wizards, witches and demons. There are two great trees, the Mother and the Father. The Mother births those of light and hope, while the Father births those demonic and dark. Wormwood's (a 1920s time period city) boss Sinclair hears word that after over a thousand years, the Mother tree has birthed a new being before withering away. The news has struck the three planes of this world, though some more secret than others. (Stonehearst, Wormwood, and the 6th Gate) A young woman has been born, with unknown purpose and power, and to protect her from the Warden of the 6th Gate and the Wizards of the Council, they disguise her and keep her in Wormwood, with a very crabby spider and a crow monster to protect her.

💥 Endworld

   There are 3 worlds in this odd existence. The Overworld, or what they call "Utopia", Limbo which is a dark world that is the great gate, and Endworld, a city of crime, monsters and sin. Genny, daughter to "God", the Queen of Overworld, hides a secret that could stain her mothers reputation and the perfectionism of this pure world. She is half Endworldian, and she wants to find her father. After sneaking out and falling to this chaotic world, she meets two con-men brothers and they get roped into more chaos than they are use to when the Overworld officials go after their Princess. Not being able to survive for long from this pursuit, they end up hiring an infamous mercenary group to protect them from Overworld and God's wrath and help Genny find her father.

[capripian-arts]

[ID: Five traditionally inked drawings, uncolored except for pops of color. 1: Various designs of Chrollo Lucilfer as a tiefling with short horns and a fluffy tail. 2: a fat Black halfling with orange porcelain patched skin looking at a smiling mask. 3: A headshot of Pakunoda holding her gun and a half body of Lust the Lascivious, drawn fat. 4: Kurapika drawn with one angel wing and one bony/spiderlike wing, holding scales weighing a heart against a pile of eyes. 5: a thin, curly-haired woman being choked while touching a crystallized stomach wound, and Edward Elric curled up pondering the Philosopher's Stone. End ID]

First five days of Inktober! Going at it in a pretty traditional inking sense.

Prompts are (largely) from Secret Satan's inktober: Horns, Mask, Weapon, Tragedy (+ cringetober Angel/Demon), Crystal.

[themculibrary]

5k Masterlist

and the devil was really an angel (ao3) - The_Mild_And_The_Profound mj/peter T, 5k

Summary: Peter Parker has never really liked Michelle Jones-Watson. Her aloof and inconsiderate attitude irked him to no end. He envisioned her as some demon using any means to torture him, both physically and mentally. But what if, during a Halloween party, he gets to see a completely different side to Michelle. After all, the devil was actually an angel.

Caffeine, Otherwise Known as the Key to Tony Stark's Heart (ao3) - sol-nox (parasoling) steve/tony T, 5k

Summary: A new coffee shop opens across the street from Stark Tower. Steve is the hot, sweet and predictably clueless owner. Tony tries to do what he does best.

common pleasure (ao3) - preromantics pepper/tony E, 5k

Summary: In which Tony has bruises and Pepper takes care of him, and maybe wants some bruises of her own, too. Tony aches getting out of the suit, can feel three hours worth of being hit in his bones as each piece of it is screwed off his body.

Controlled (ao3) - dmnutv_archer clint/natasha, loki/natasha, clint/loki E, 5k

Summary: While Natasha remains unconscious, Clint waits, thinking about their relationship, hoping Loki will come and finish healing her.

Deep Waters (ao3) - AlchemyAlice steve/tony T, 5k

Summary: His power's running low, the arc reactor flickering. Cold, rancid sewer water is rushing into the fissure at his torn up shoulder, filling up the gaps, rising along his neck in frigid fingers. He's been like this before.

Discipline (ao3) - Anonymous steve/tony E, 5k

Summary: Steve sat there, frozen. It was clear that the popular student, probable wet dream of damn near every student in the school, who had no interest in Steve or his work, was trying to seduce him for a better grade. Steve wanted to snarl, wanted to spit because he was so angry. Thor really thought this would work? Steve was a good person, he had morals. There was no way he would accept such a...a sleazy, underhanded offer. And yet…if Steve was honest with himself, his hands hadn’t been the only thing to ache when he caught sight of Thor’s face or physique.

Glow (ao3) - FiercestCalm steve/tony E, 5k

Summary: He lay for a moment, eyes closed and breathing hard, listening to Tony panting next to him. Finally he opened his eyes, smiling at his lover. Tony kept his eyes closed, brow scrunched together, and as if in slow motion Steve saw his hands move up to his chest, to his ribcage, ghosting against it.

Happy Anniversary (ao3) - ProbablyHuman kate/yelena E, 5k

Summary: It's their one year anniversary together and Kate has a gift for her girlfriend. A strap on bigger than their usual toys, and she is more than ready to put it to use on her favorite ass in the whole world.

Yelena wants it even more than she does.

I’ve got your words in me (ao3) - eleanor_lavish clint/phil M, 5k

Summary: Clint doesn’t fuck up assignments very often. This time, he’s pretty glad he did.

Love with Avengeance (ao3) - Halfling steve/tony T, 5k

Summary: Tony and Steve have an argument right before the Avengers are sent on a mission.

Marriage in the 21st century (ao3) - DanielaForeverYou sam/bucky T, 5k

Summary: "Sam, why do people get married?"

"Are you serious?"

Maybe he'd been looking at him, but Bucky wasn’t sure, for a long time he couldn't take his eyes off everything that was going on around him: a wedding.

*

Being guests at a wedding, Bucky asks Sam why people get married, after hearing the reasons, Bucky is pretty sure he might be married to Sam.

Off the Record (Off the Map) (ao3) - riko G, 5k

Summary: Pepper has already walked many miles in Tony Stark's shoes.

[punish] the world for its evil | the wicked for their iniquity (ao3) - Potrix frank/matt E, 5k

Summary: It’s a stupid fucking thing to do. Frank knows it is. He knows it’s a mistake, and he knows Matt knows it, but it doesn’t stop either of them.

Never has before. And won't now, either.

They both moan, too loud and too fucking desperate, when their mouths finally crash together.

[5 times Matt and Frank don’t get it quite right, plus the 1 time they realize even a mistake can lead to something good.]

Ready To Come Home (ao3) - Embers (ConstellationsMadeOfEmbers) tony/stephen T, 5k

Summary: After his accident, Stephen had been left reeling, and Tony left to helplessly watch their relationship slowly fall apart. So, when Stephen leaves with the promise that he will find a way to fix things, Tony puts his trust in those words and deals with the fallout.

Featuring three well-meaning friends and one clever spiderling.

Tequila Jackpot (ao3) - dominobeck clint/darcy E, 5k

Summary: As Puente Antiguo cleans up, Darcy Lewis decides she needs to catch a breath. She ends up with a night of tequila, cards and Clint Barton.

What Passes For Normal (ao3) - Qatesh T, 5k

Summary: Shadowing Phil Coulson for a day

Withdrawal Symptoms (ao3) - Macx M, 5k

Summary: Tony Stark had had a spectacularly bad day... Tony/Steve fic

you and your high top sneakers and your sailor tattoos (ao3) - victoria_p (musesfool) darcy/steve M, 5k

Summary: In which Darcy Lewis punches Captain America's v-card. Yeah, she can't believe it either.

(You can't break) the ties that bind (ao3) - heydoeydoey steve/tony T, 5k

Summary: "What dumbass thought kidnapping Tony Stark was a good idea?"

You’ll Find the Bright Places (ao3) - BlackEyedGirl T, 5k

Summary: Fury temples his fingers together. “Tell me how this started?” Phil tries to give a reasonable report of today's incident. As he spent most of his day trying to keep grade-school aged versions of his team away from a team of gunmen, he has only limited success.

[thewingedbaron]

The Queen's Task

SPOILERS FOR END OF ACT 3

Just hit Act 4 again on my Wrath of the Righteous playthrough with my Atza Knight-Commander Vysk. I remember this moment very clearly in my first playthrough (angel commander), and I felt like Vysk needed to have a little more bite in her responses to the Queen.

Literally paused the game during the conversation to write this. I am sitting in the Abyss, talking to the Hand of the Inheritor as we speak. Enjoy Vysk blowing off a little steam on her boss. (I was also let go at my job recently, so this might be a little extra therapy for me.)

Story below the cut, and also on Ao3 :)

(It's about 1,300 words, I recommend Ao3 if you don't want to scroll forever.)

“We should - no, must - track the demon’s path and settle this issue once and for all. And that means venturing into the Abyss. No one but you, Vysk, with your unique power, can handle this task. That is why I shall take over the command of the crusader armies, and you will journey forth on this great mission.”

Vysk’s head spun. Her knees wobbled and legs lost feeling as if they would drop out from under her. The wound in her chest, freshly healed over, felt as if it might split and weep blood anew, leaving her on the dirty stones of the Abyss’s temple far below the city she gave so much to save.

Her protests slipped from her mind like rain down a gutter. The slight… satisfaction in the Queen’s voice cut her like a whip. Around her, the Commander’s retinue shared looks of shock and anger. They had been wading through the blood of demons for hours. Dodged in and out of the Abyss in search of keys to access the Baylor’s Sanctum. They had slain one of the Abyss’ great generals in his own stronghold, and barely lived to tell the tale. Now, their leader had been removed from her station, stripped of her title, and was to be sent into the Abyss? Only Regill managed to maintain his stoic exterior.

Vysk felt as if the air had been stolen from her lungs. Her usual arsenal of witty comments and tricks had fled her, leaving only a gaping, dark hole in their place.

“My- my Lady?” She stammered. In her mind the Sable Company Marine of her old life and the budding Atza battled for control of her tongue. ‘You can’t be serious.” Queen Galfrey nodded solumnly. “The crystals must have come from the other side, you saw them here, yourself. If I am to expect anyone to survive the journey ahead, I must rely on you, Vysk. Your abilities have proved greater than any challenge.”

“A-and what, you will lead my armies? You’ll march my soldiers into the teeth of the Worldwound and watch as they die by the thousands?” Alyss demanded. The Marine in her recoiled, but the Atza didn’t care.

“I would remind you who you are addressing.” The Queen replied, her voice suddenly cool. “Do not think this was a decision made lightly. I have led this crusade for over a century, I will not gamble with the lives you so desperately covet.”

“Hog shit!” Vysk cried, a favorite insult of her halfling crusaders. “You’ve run this war for a hundred years and yet I’ve gained more ground in two! Your people are dying, Your Grace. Your tactics are outdated, your tricks long since solved. I’ve seen how your generals lead, my Lady. Forgive me if I find them wanting.”

The Queen’s eyes burned now, all semblance of her royal aura replace with a deep rage. “You go to far.” She spat.

“You do not go far enough.” Alyss bit back. “I-“

Her protest turned to a strangled sob as an armored hand landed gently on her shoulder. She looked back into Seelah’s sympathetic gaze. Now is not the time, she seemed to say with a small shake of her head.

“What if I refuse?” Vysk asked.

“The crystals are too great a threat.” The Hand of the Inheritor cut in, though his voice sounded as troubled as an angel could manage. “I may disagree with my syster-in-arms at times, but she is indisputably right; this evil must be killed at the root. We may never get another chance at reaching their source.”

“Correct.” The Queen nodded, regaining some of her composure. “I can handle the crusades, but your mission in the Abyss is critical.”

“Fine.” Vysk forced the word from where it had become lodged in her throat. “But this conversation is not over. I will not forget this. “

“Valor! Bravery! Loyal comrades! We have all this in abundance. With it, the Abyss holds no fear for us.” The Hand cut off the Queen’s reply, forcing her to settle for a deeply furrowed brow.

“Wish me luck as well, then.” She said, her voice strangled. “Until next we meet.”

She turned to stride from the chamber, head held high, then paused as if something had just occurred to her.

“This mission will be dangerous. Perhaps the most dangerous assignment I have ever given in my long years as Monarch. I trust that you have chosen your companions well, Knight-Commander, but should any of them be unfit for such a mission, I would see that they are well appointed to continue to aid our cause.” Vysk ground her teeth, biting back against the venom that welled in her throat as the Marine enacted some control over her fey impulses. Instead, she turned to her friends.

“The Queen speaks the truth.” She said. “I would not begrudge any of your the chance to remain here. If there is anyone who would like to aid the Queen, go with my blessing.” For a long moment, nothing moved. Vysk’s breathing sounded too loud to her own ears as she waited for one to step forward. Then two. Then for them all to trickle past her until only she and the angel remained.

Daeran stepped forward, brushing a bit of dried blood from his clothes with a frown of distaste. He stepped right up to her, close enough that she could smell his perfume, even under the demon blood that soaked his fine silks. He smiled and began to step past her before bursting out into a belly aching laugh.

“Sometimes you are precious dear.” He said, patting Vysk on the cheek as if she were some child asking for candy at the fare. To his royal cousin he said. “Your Majesty, you always were saying that I should get out and see the world beyond my parties. I do find myself wondering what wine tastes like in the Abyss.”

With a self satisfied smile, he turned and strolled toward the portal, whistling to himself as if stepping into the park.

“I’m with you, sister. No matter where you lead.” Seelah said, slamming an armored hand down on Vysk’s shoulder.

“The Abyss will have many fascinating specimen for observation. I had debated on taking a trip there myself to ask the demons some questions.” Nenio said. Then she too joined Daeran by the portal. Regill joined them without a word.

Sosiel stared longingly at the door from which they had come, but there was nothing but steely determination in his eyes when they met Vysk’s. “I will not abandon you, my friend. This may be my only chance to find Trevor as well…”

“Cheer up, Sosiel.” Lann grinned. “At least we’ll all die together.”

“Think of the stories they will tell of us!” Ulbrig roared.

Greybor shrugged, following the giant toward the portal.

Finally, Vysk’s eyes met Arueshalae’s.

“I can’t ask you to go back.” She whispered. To her surprise the succubus smiled.

“Nor would you, but I can’t let you go alone.” She said. “My experience will give us a chance at seeing the sun again.”

Vysk tried for a smile that ended somewhere near a grimace before turning back to the Queen. “I believe I am ready.”

Galfrey nodded. “I will block this passage as soon as you are gone. Vysk…” Something close to regret crossed the ancient woman’s face. Then, it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. “May Iomaede go with you.”

Vysk reclined her head toward the ceiling, not trusting her words as she clasped the holy butterfly of Desna around her neck and imagined the blue skies and green forests high above. Then, she turned and strode toward the great portal of writhing purple energy. Jester, her hippogriff fell into steady step beside her.

“Do you think the Abyss has cookies?”Aivu asked, skipping ahead. “I don’t think they will, but a dragon can dream right.”

“Yes, Aivu. A dragon can.” Vysk smiled. She turned back for one last look at the blood soaked hall. “I hope we can all dream like that again.”

[pa-pa-patato]

For the cafe au: I was looking at the bedrooms and saw a cat, BENDY HAS A CAT???

For the new crack au: I need more chaos from this, and also would this result in Bendy being a halfling aka a half demon and half angel? That’s not gonna end well XD

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Cafe au: bendy dose have a cat his name is  agustis His allowed to chill in the cafe and get pets and scratches from customers Cuphead also gets a cat later on named pumpkin she a wobbly cat

Crack au: he is and he hates because not only dose he now have to learn all his angles powers and rules along with demons one His also constantly pressured by both sides that their the better option for him to side with because unlike all other halfings he can shift from demon to angel So his super powerful and neither side want him as an enemy but more as an ally Bendy doesn’t have the time nor the patience for that and just wants to learn his magic so he doesn’t accidentally blow something up

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[the-gnomish-bastard]

What video game each dnd species plays:

Aasimar play Kid Icarus or something like that.

Arakocra play Bird Simulator.

Bugbears play literally any game where they can bully someone.

Beholders have the best gaming setup possible, and they will play For Honor and be as scummy as possible.

Dwarves will play Minecraft, and if you steal or grief, they will hunt you down until you leave the server. Except for Duergar. They play DRG.

Elves play League of Legends and they will trash talk you and it will be Shakespearean.

Goblins play Payday, they will try to stealth, it will go loud.

Dragons play Skyrim, just so they can kill wyverns.

For gnomes, it’s a bit different. Forest Gnomes play stardew valley, rock gnomes play scrap mechanic, and deep gnomes play DRG.

Orcs play ARK.

Hobgoblins play Shadow of Mordor.

Kobolds play TF2, they all play pyro.

Halflings play slime rancher.

Giff play shotgun roulette.

Demons play Doom Eternal just so they can fuck with hell.

Devils and Fey both play ace attorney.

Thri-keen play Roblox Ant Simulator.

Goliaths play Mike Tyson’s Punch Out.

Liches play Killing Floor 2.

Angels think Video games are pointless.

The mechanus play satisfactory.

Mindflayers play Sea of Thieves, trying to find cool shit.

The Gith play Sea of Thieves, they keep sinking the mindflayers and hunting down the kraken.

The gods play God of War because they don’t like each other.

And the Tarrasque really wants to get into PC gaming but nobody has one his size.

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what if we switched it up from half-angel to half-demon? enemies to lovers

when sparda made the barrier, he had his right-hand in attendance. by serving him loyally, this elite female demon was brought by her commander to earth's realm after the war

once news of sparda's offspring reached her ears, her loyalty knew no bounds, and she sired her own with a fortunate human

when sparda left his sons, his right-hand left with him, taking her offspring with her

the elite female demon thoroughly raised the halfling to be a warrior before disappearing with sparda once she was ten

the halfling quickly made use of her talents and skills, climbing the ladder within the city underworld until she started her nightclub (cliche ikr) to make money over—and under—the counter, with a side hustle in demon immigration

the halfling knows who dante is the minute he steps into her club—with the red amulet resting boldly on his chest. part of her wonders how he stumbled into her nightclub. the son of the demon knight and the offspring of his lieutenant reuniting because of their entwined fate.

"If it isn't the demon hunter," the halfling greets, leaning against her office desk. "I hope you didn't hit anyone on your way up." "No, no," Dante drawls dryly, crossing his arms over his chest. The amulet shone glaringly in the light. "Your guys were total gentlemen. I almost thought one had a crush on me." "What brings you into my club?" The halfling brushes her hair out of her face as she sips her coffee. She could tell her invitation up to her office had flustered him. Dante probably wasn't expecting to get noticed so quickly. "I've heard you've been smuggling demons into this realm," he answers candidly. He falls silent, and the halfling frowns at the pause. "Yes? What about it? Spit it out." "I need passage into Hell." The conviction in his voice does little to capture her attention. She scoffs and takes another sip of her coffee. "Is that all? Simple." A deeply purple ball grows in her hand before she flicks it at the wall, ripping a hole through the wall. The other side of the purple veil revealed Hell's desolation. "Be on your way." "There's another thing. You need to stop smuggling demons into this realm." This made her laugh from her stomach. "I wouldn't push your luck. I think I'm already doing you one favor at a considerate fee." Free of charge—contingent on him leaving immediately. "It wasn't a request," Dante says confidently with a grin. "Don't think I couldn't tell you're one of them too." "Oh? That sounds like a threat. What are you going to do?" She responds in a hardened tone. The halfling snaps her fingers and the veil vanishes. "Now you can walk out of my club before I castrate you." "Now who's making threats?" Dante smirks, reaching for his blade. "Must be on the same page." She brandishes a karambit as her eyes gleam with excitement.

their fight ends in a draw, with most of the surrounding area of the club torn up as a result. dante is stronger than her, but she is faster and smarter than him. their sexual tension and fighting rapport is so condensed, that it makes their disagreement seem long-forgotten

a few months later, dante is breaking into her club for a job.

Dante didn't mean to break the window, but his lock-picking skills weren't the best. He figured there must not be any alarms since nobody came to investigate, and he managed to find his way up to the office without getting caught. Enzo told him a bad demon was on payroll in the halfling's club. She could overlook this. He was convinced. "This should be good," her voice made Dante jump in surprise. "What brings you into my club again, demon hunter?" There's a vague hostility in her tone, like he had crossed a line. Dante raised his hands up in surrender. "I just need one of your buddies to come with me for the night," he answers casually, shrugging. Her eyes widen before a look of outrage flashes on her face. "You don't fucking learn your lesson do you?" "Whoa, let's relax," Dante tries to placate, not in any mood to go hours fighting again—especially not when she seemed angry. "It's not a huge deal, your demon's just a murdering thug. You could find any other human to do the same busy work for you." That was not the right thing to say. "You come into my club making ridiculous demands, and think I'll just let you kill one of mine?" The lieutenant's offspring's hair lit up in flames and hardened demon skin spread over her human image. Tails sprouted from her tailbone, sharpened at the ends and waving dangerously. "Someone should really teach you some manners. Seems like mommy didn't get a chance."

note: i hope this dynamic makes it sense (it's a slow-burn)

[arcticyarn]

What do you think of elves?

My controversial opinion is that Elves are pretty cool, fuck da anti-Elf propaganda… I also like Tieflings and Gnomes.

Dwarves and Half-Orcs are okay. Halflings are lame. Dragonborn/Kobolds are scalie subhumans.

Without naming every race: all the furry races are cringe besides the Aarakocra and Kenku (I like birds so they get a pass). I’m indifferent to the rest but anything other than the popular races kind of makes you seem like a tryhard. Let me guess, you’re a fallen Aasimar and you have one angel wing and one demon wing…?