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Another rant but this time it’s about Yukio and his glasses and how they show his progress.

(Or maybe I’m fucking crazy and reading too much into things)

(More under the cut)

As someone who wears glasses I know that certain frames don’t match your face or eyes and can also affect how you see.

For example I use more rounder frames since my eyes are more round and I need more coverage of my eyes for better eyesight but also because it better suits my face.

So how does this tie into Yukio?

Well as we first see Yukio in the Manga he has more rectangular glasses.

And we also know he’s seen as the more mature and well mannered one between the twins.

Maturity and good manners are usually associated with people older in age.

Rectangular glasses are mostly used by older people or adults.

What I’m trying to get at is basically he’s trying to fit in with adults despite being alot younger hes fifteen at the beginning of the manga he’s been doing exorcist work since he was about seven.

The shape of the glasses could be due to him wanting to look older which it really does since in shape language rectangles commonly are used to communicate stability,structure and reliability.

They can also mean professionalism,practicality,strength but also dependability and a grounded nature.

All these things Yukio is commonly used to be described as but also because he’s trying to be all those things he’s trying to be the strong and dependable one of the twins not the weak crybaby that he used to be.

He wants to be strong and also fit in more with the exorcists he’s been working with for several years he’s trying to act like an adult,fit into adult shoes and look like one.

So hes makes himself appear as such,from the way he dresses and acts. He holds himself as a teacher as an adult thus causing people around him to perceive him as such.

Someone that’s reliable and able to carry huge responsibilities.

Not as what he is.

A fifteen year old boy who’s be put into a job for more taxing as well as having to carry the fear of losing his only family left while dealing with anxiety and a multitude of other emotional burdens (inferiority complex,jealousy and hate towards his brother).

I also think the rectangular shape ties in with his ability to only see his view stubbornly or a very narrow perspective of how it is.

As I said before having glasses that don’t fit your eyes mess with your vision only allowing you to see a small clear picture of what’s infront of you.

The Vatican wants his brother dead,the threat of his brother rampaging,working as a teacher,and most importantly keeping his brother in check.

It’s a narrow view that’s slowly getting more and more foggy and hazy he can’t see any other roads than the one he’s been walking on for ages.

He sees no other paths and if he does he can’t see the clear picture compared to the current one so he keeps following that path because he knows how that path goes.

(But their is other paths one of which being Mephisto but he knows Mephisto is using them so really is that path even an option? He doesn’t want to be used anymore)

That is until the Illuminati and Satan come into play.

They completely and utterly trash the road he’s been walking on breaking his view and making a new path that he stubbornly follows.

Satan pushing him to the edge and the rest of his narrow path breaking bit by bit anyone other paths are to blurry and are slowly but surely getting walked past he gets second thoughts about following this path he’s been on for ages but it’s no time for regrets so he stubbornly keeps going on this secluded path.

So he keeps walking this paths because this is his safest option since he can see this path far more clearly than the others.

But this path is breaking more and more and by the time he sees all the breaks and cracks he’s far too deep into this path to turn to any others so he keeps going.

He keeps going into this descent into madness because he’s been able to keep up the facade of being a reliable and responsible person since that’s his only comfort.

That is until it just breaks completely this facade and this path it’s completely and utterly destroyed yet there’s still solid dirt trail so he follows that.

He’s telling himself he’s following his own path or making his own path since it’s no longer a cobblestone or brick path he’s walking on but a dirt trail.

Which leads him to Shima who then leads him to the Illuminati,he doesn’t turn back he’s already followed the path here and cause he knows this path will lead him to the answers he seeks.

He covers his left eye to ignore Satan cutting Satans vision of Assisi off while also cutting more of his vision to only one eye narrowing his perspective and path even more.

But then after the meeting between him,Satan and learning more about the Illuminati Shima once again joins him but this time taking charge walking a few steps ahead Yukio following.

In the manga we see him having lunch in the Illuminati base Todo says he hoped Yukio would’ve had lived an honest and free life before meeting him again

To which Yukio replies

Because this new dirt trail that he’s walking with Shima on,is his sense of freedom he’s never walked on this dirt trail only a cobblestone path.

That statement is his truth but Shima knows it’s not his path because in the end Yukio is still walking on a premade and well used dirt trail.

Which then leads me into my next point.

The fight between him and Rin.

As much as Yukio thinks Rin doesn’t know how he feels Rin is still his twin and knows him well.

Rin knows he doesn’t want to be seen as a weakling anymore so he swings the first punch to start it knowing if he pushes Yukio far enough he’ll snap and retaliate.

(As in ignoring what Yukio wants to piss him off)

But Yukio doesn’t want that because in his mind there’s no where to turn back to not the Illuminati not the order or even with his brother because it’ll just put the stress back onto him of life and death.

Rin is stubborn in wanting to bring his brother back because he doesn’t want to lose his only family left.

(I will post a rant about how stupid they are and act like normal siblings)

As we see in the manga we know both of them are technically evenly matched

Rin has his brute force and flames

Yukio has his experience and immunity to flames.

It’s an somewhat even matched fight in the beginning that is he shoot’s Rin and Rin gets down unable to move because of the guns.

he wants Rin to kill him thus making him cut loose but now he wants to kill Rin. He’s trying to piss Rin off enough to trigger the full demon inside Rin which does happen taking control and pinning Yukio to the wall to kill him.

But then Rin takes control back.

Fast forward in the fight.

They fight it out and their brothers again ya da ya da

(I don’t wanna get into the specifics of the fight sorry y’all)

Anyways we see in the after math of the battle with Satan we see Yukio get a new pair of glasses but this time they have rounder frames just like the ones he had as a kid

In shape language rounded shapes usually mean friendliness,softness,approachability and vulnerability

In my mind it shows his progress emotionally he’s learned to be himself again not the teacher but a vulnerable teenager as we see him be more emotional around his friends he’s allowing himself to touch into the inner child.

To be the crybaby he used to be he’s no longer weak but that newfound strength lets him be able to show his emotions.

He also now looks his age. He looks younger and more youthful which rounded shapes also are meant to convey. He’s allowing himself to be his age they make him look so much softer and kind just like how he used to be before he became an exorcist.

He’s now Yukio okumura not Mr.Okumura not the youngest exorcist but Yukio okumura he’s his own person not just his accomplishments he’s done.

He’s free of inferiority complex and hate towards his brother not his anxiety since that’s something that will most likely stick with him but that’s okay he’ll learn how to handle it.

since he now knows he can fall back on his friends and brother and he won’t be judged for needing help nor will he be seen as a weakling for needing help.

In the end Yukio okumura needed a good support system

Yukio needed to learn to be vulnerable.

Yukio needed to see that it’s okay to be weak that it’s nothing wrong with showing weakness or crying at times.

Yukio is learning to be himself again and that’s his progress.

I’m sorry if nothing makes sense is incoherent and or confusing or placed weirdly I needed to get this out of my system.

Also I’m aware if I sound batshit crazy and if I’m reading into things to much I’ll blame it on the overthinking and need to write about my lovely Yukio (I love him very much he’s very relatable)

(I also wrote this because it’s rare to find characters that are as crazy as me and wear glasses)

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TBH I think we as a fandom don’t talk enough about baby Rin and his birth and I noticed this when I was reading the manga and I can’t get it out of my head.

He doesn’t attack the nurses.

Only the exorcist.

Or anyone a threat to him.

(More under the line)

We see him be born and immediately start attacking but he never attacks the nurses the ones helping his mother or yukio.

As we see here before yuri gives birth they start chanting and praying in hopes of exorcising him or weakening him.

We then see her being told they’re gonna exorcise her children when asked if she understands that she says no be it from both refusal and not wanting to give birth to people who want to hurt her kids but maybe also from pain and fear.

She gives birth to Rin first and the first thing the exorcist do is draw their weapons He feels the ill intent,hatred and unease of the exorcist we see them already ready to exorcise him and that’s by killing him.

But when he’s first born he’s crying like a normal baby (of course his demon heart and non human feature out but ya know the norm for a baby) but the moment he opens his eyes he realizes his predicament and he attacks

He attacks because he sees a threat for both his mother and his brother and since his demon heart is out he’s mostly demon and is following his instincts which is to protect his family since he the only one capable of doing so at this time.

So he attacks the exorcist.

Because he knows and he feels they’re a threat to him and his family safety. He’s doing what his instincts are telling him to he’s reacting the only way he knows how to.

(And because if he gets killed who will protect his mother and brother? So he’s hostile to everyone a threat to him or his family)

A random exorcist has Yukio and holding him like a rag doll before handing him over to another exorcist to ‘stimulate’ Yukio (more like smack him)

We then see Yuri become distressed by the treatment because that’s her damn BABY FOR CRYING OUTLOUD!!!! He had no right to treat or do that he only did it because of his hatred for Satan.

We see her basically begging for him to not do that to her baby (we also see that there’s barely any chaos around or near her and the nurses showing that they weren’t perceived as a threat) (we also see baby Rin hearing her cries)

Rin heard his mothers distress so what does he do? Attack. And try to get the man away from his family and those helping them we literally see him only attack those mistreating his brother and causing the distress and the nurses? Not a single thing happens to them.

He basically disintegrated the guy manhandling Yukio then he’s attacked shot with an arrow (AND I WILL ADD WHO SHOOTS AT A BABY WITH AN ARROW?! Oh right exorcist)

We then see the paladin getting ready to attack him and the nurses grabbing Yukio from the floor to see if he’s okay much to their relief he’s now breathing and crying (because of rins flames unbeknownst to them so he had those flames since his birth just never knew how to activate them or because Rins flames were sealed away)

We see the paladin now focusing on trying to kill Rin by destroying his demon heart which backfires (leaving the paladin dead and a massive shockwave from the attack to happen and killing most if not all the other exorcist in sight).

the only reason why none of the nurses or Yuri aren’t hurt is because of Mephisto stepping in to protect them but even then,him almost hurting them was an accident not purposeful. Non of the exorcist that are around Yuri or the nurses aren’t injured most likely because they didn’t pose a serious threat (exorcists) or because they had no ill will and only want to help Yuri (nurses)

Here we see the nurses and the weaponless exorcist near her. No threat to her or her baby so all is good for them

Anyways thank you for coming to my tedtalk and ramble about Rin not actually being an inherent threat to the human life but only reacting in defense of his family to protect them!!

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Mephisto is so real for this 😭🤣

Me when I watch other humans (autism)

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Furry demon kings 🌈

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May I ask what would be the ideal type for Mephisto?

I'm finally free from school so I'll probably answer some of these, feel free to send more thoughts!! Sorry for the long wait!

I feel like Mephisto's type switches to the opposite once in a while.

Mephisto would definitely enjoy someone that's not afraid to stand their ground - not too extreme, but being able to express their own feelings and opinions even if they differ from his. If you also add some sarcasm here and there, even if it's about him - he's almost giggling from excitement. He values intelligent, meaningful conversations, especially if you also get philosophical, though more often than not Mephisto might end these with a cryptic wisdom; he might not feed your curiosity as much as you want him to, but he'll definitely share his true opinions in between the lines.

That being said, If there's a person who doesn't take things that seriously, he's also willing to give them a chance. He loves human entertainment, and would love to share it with someone else. I feel like he'd take the role of a "guardian" of some sort, so - to bluntly say - the bimbo/himbo part of that person stayed preserved. The innocence feeds that corrupted part of his inner demon, so he wants to keep it as long as possible. Don't get me wrong - he doesn't actually want to destroy you, but he also enjoys watching people bang their heads against the wall, while the door is right next to it lol. He still respects you and pretty much allows himself to be a little more carefree than he usually is (which means there's more pain in the ass for other people that have to deal with him).

When it comes to physical appearance, this also switches to whatever he feels at the moment. He's been alive for thousands if not more years, which means he's probably seen every single body type possible. To be honest, he wants YOU to be more comfortable in your own body, than anything else - you can't change it like him, so he tries to get insecure thoughts out of your head pretty frequently. He can't help but get fascinated about how beauty standards change throughout the decades.

The only deal breaker would be whether or not you share the same opinions on assiah's future. He might play with the idea for a while - it gives him the feeling of messing with a forbidden fruit, but it wouldn't last very long. In the long run he might start pitying the person who supports his older brother, which usually ends up with the actual evil Samael coming out and turning them into his stupid plaything, if he either feels like it or despises them that bad. Though nowadays he's matured a lot, so it must be truly a special case.

The ideal type? Probably someone that knows when its appropriate to be serious, but also knows to not get TOO serious. He's long lost the want to find someone perfectly fitting his tastes, but whenever he manages to come across someone with that balance once every few centuries, he can't help but get attached and mourn their loss deep inside for quite a while.

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My illustration for @aoexcuizine 🍧🍰🍓

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I'm not dead ya'll! Just having autistic burnout.

I've kind of stopped drawing for a while and threw myself back to gaming, which is why you mighty have seen ne post about persona so much. It's the one franchise that always keeps me sane 💜

Anyway, I'm a bit better now, so here is a wip of Mephisto rizzing me up ✌️

(Base by @/melonsoup on tiktok)

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Aurora Light

Touched Starved - Oneshot

Summary: After about a week of her new situation with living with a toon/light god she finds out he has not felt the warmth of touch, so when she gently gives him a alright touch he is all over her

A/n: Based heavily on @velka-art ‘s touched starved Lux art, Lux gets very handsy, Deliah is gonna be FLUSTERED, suggestive, and fluff cause Lux needs to be held

It’s been a week since Deliah brung the living cartoon home, and it’s been, something. Mr Ring a Ding has been a bit of a pain to her. Constantly asking her many questions, and rummaging through her stuff, not to mention is trying to charm her.

Everyday when she wakes up he’s just there staring at her and it’s creeped her out at first but now it’s getting annoying. Today is no different, she wakes up and he’s there sitting at the end of her bed just smiling.

“Good morning sunshine!” He waved and she just sighs and gets off her bed “morning to you too” she says and walked to the restroom to brush her teeth and locks it and puts a towel at the bottom cause Mr Ring a Ding has got in a few times, even when she showers.

She’s tried to explain her boundaries but he just brushes it off and doesn’t listen, well sometimes he’s does but it’s not very often.

Then she goes back in her room, buried her hair and has to basically beg Ring to get out.

“Mr Ring a Ding, please, it’s just for a few minutes!” Deliah whines “but you don’t have to be ashamed, doll! I’d admire your body on how whatever it looks, and I bet you’re quite the looker~” he smirked.

“Shut up, get out! I don’t wanna do this so early in the morning!” She groaned “you better be out or I’ll literally throw you out mister”.

“Ok, ok” he rose his arms in defense and walked out and she closed the door to get dressed in just a simple t-shirt and shorts.

As she was getting dressed she thought about the realization that, she has never touched him once, like since they met she has never got into any physical contact with him.

Neither has he, Mr Ring a Ding has also not touched her, and come to think of it from memory it kinda seems that he try’s to avoid that? It confused her.

Once she was done she walked out of her room and went to her kitchen and decided to cook potatoes for today. She cut a few to small pieces and cut a few onions and put them in a pan.

As she was cooking Mr Ring a Ding came in “what’s on today menu sweetie pie?” He asked. “Just come potatoes, um, do you want some? I mean you said yourself you really don’t need to eat since lights all you need but, maybe a meal wouldn’t hurt?”.

“Hmm, you know what? Sure! I mean your being so nice to me now after that small yell this morning” he chuckled “hey, you need to respect my boundaries, and I mean it, or else bug boy” she came up with that nickname from the antennas on his head, his design confused her but that cartoon was made in the 30s or something and many cartoons had interesting designs.

“I’ll try, but you’re just too irresistible~ tell me, do you think the same?” He asked with half lids eyes and a smug smirk “we just met, ok? And I wouldn’t know how this kind of relationship would work”.

“Well, I’d definitely give you unconditional love, my beautiful angel”.

“Yeah ok, take a seat these are almost done”.

The small man had to literally climb onto a chair and stand on it to reach the table and Deliah chuckled a little, she went to the fridge to quickly get something to add, cheese, she sprinkled a lot onto the cooked potatoes and made sure it melted then put the potatoes on two separate plates.

She put them in the table and got some juice and poured a cup for her and Ring. “You’re gonna love this Ring, it’s very good” Deliah sat down and began to eat.

Mr Ring a Ding looked down at the food he picked up a spoon he was given and used it to scoop some potatoes and put it in his mouth.

He chewed and swallowed, it was kinda weird for him since he’s probably never done this before. It rooms moment before he gave a reaction “wow, this is actually pretty good! You’re a good cook”. Deliah smiled “thanks, I’m glad you like it” she continued eating.

After a few minutes the two were done and Deliah washed their dishes so she wouldn’t have to worry about it later. After she was done walked to the living room where Mr Ring a Ding was going through her cds.

A lot of them were animated movies and he found an interest in those cause he wanted to see how animation improved over the years. “When you find a movie to watch you better clean that up after”.

She sat down on the couch and he looked over at her “sorry, it’s just there’s so many choices” he attention went back to the cds “you know we can also stream these, there’s many other animated movies options from that”.

“Nah, I’d rather stick to what’s close to traditional”.

“Ok, so, which one for today?”.

“I don’t know, maybe you can pick this time?”.

She looked over the movies on the floor “hm, ok, do you wanna watch Monsters Inc or Cars?”

“Let’s do Cars, living cars sounds intriguing”.

He passed her the dvd and she put it in, Mr Ring a Ding sat down next to her as the movie began to start.

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Soon the movie was over and Ring of course loved it, and asked many questions after wards “is someone driving the cars?” “How do they have tongues?” “How do they make new cars?”.

Deliah couldn’t really answer any of them since it was complicated to her too. Speaking of questions that thought she had earlier came up and she thought she’d might as well ask it now.

“Mr Ring a Ding? I’ve noticed I’ve never touched you once and you haven’t touched me once, and I’m wondering if you have a reason for that”.

He looked over at her and felt a little frozen “um, well, it’s just I normally don’t touch honey, I mean, it’s not much of a concern right?.

“Ring have you never felt touch before?” She asked and he felt more frozen “…no, I mean, I’m a god, I don’t think I really need that”.

Deliah would think other wise, I mean, from looking at him now, he looks like he needs it “I think you do, I mean if your trying to date me, I’m sure learning to feel another being would be good in a relationship”.

“Look, I was all alone for many years and I was fine, ok yeah I was bored and needed someone to talk to, but I didn’t need touch, I mean, do I sometimes think about it? Yes, do I just imagine feeling the warmth of someone’s hold that doesn’t even need light to feel warm? I admit that, yes, but I’m again, I’m a god, I think I can go on without all that”.

He looked a little nervous and sad at the same time now, Deliah frowned, he’s been yearning touch and by the looks of it, fearing it too.

“Ring, are you scared of what touch might feel like?”.

“What? That’s preposterous! No! I’m the god of light, I don’t get scared of something so simple”.

“I think you are scared, there’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s not bad”.

“…so what? I mean it’s still something new to me, everything is!”.

“Then how about I try and do this”.

She reached over to gently touch his cheek but he shooed her hand away “hey now! I just said I don’t need touch!”.

“Mr Ring a Ding it’s just for a moment, give it a try” she reached over again and he wasn’t liking this, he was about to tell her off until she managed to cup his cheek in her hand, and since he was smaller, her hand just held one side of his head.

He jumped a bit at the touch, this was a whole new sensation to him. He didn’t try and pull away, he looked embarrassed and like he was gonna cry.

Deliah grazed his cheek with her thumb, he felt warm, I mean for a light god that wouldn’t be surprising but this warmth felt not like normal body heat, but like warmth from the sun.

Then Mr Ring a Ding grasped her wrist and leaned into her palm more with a visible blush on his face and a single small tear. He kept the grasp and his head tilted up a little, with his nose and mouth being pressed up against her hand.

She started to softly smile at him and move her hand so she had her index finger and the rest of her fingers between his cheek. He had hearts in his eyes now and looked dazed, and his antennas formed a heart.

She cooed and this continued till she started to pull away cause it seemed like he had enough but he snapped out of his trance and looked at her hand, wanting it back.

He proceeded to do the most cartoon thing possible and wrap himself around her arm and press his face against her hand with a bigger blush. Deliah blushed too and was surprised he was this light.

“Ok Ring, you can let go now” she said trying to gently shake him off “no..let me stay like this..just for a little longer” he mumbled nuzzling her hand. “Ok, but you better get off once my arm gets tired”.

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3 hours later, after that flustering moment Deliah could only think about how desperate Mr Ring a Ding looked and honestly she liked it, seeing him being so touched starved. She got an idea, if he could tease her then she should tease him back.

Mr Ring a Ding was in her room, looking at her things again, Deliah walked in with a smirk he didn’t notice her there until she walked up to him and held his chin and made him look at her. He looked confused then pushed her hand away.

“No, no, not again”.

“not again? What do you mean not again? I thought you liked my touch?”.

“I did, but it made me all mushy and gushy, and I love you sweetie but I don’t think I want to act like a fool again”.

“Not even one hold?”.

“No, not interested”.

He turned his gaze away from her, but she wasn’t gonna give up like that. She reached up to his antennas and grabbed one with two of her fingers and Mr Ring a Ding froze again like last time.

Deliah got him right where she wanted him and stated to rub the antenna between her fingers and he started to get flustered.

She rested her hand on his head for a moment and slid up to hold both his antennas and started to rub again.

“I bug boy getting flustered?” She cooed and he couldn’t take it anymore as his eyes turned to hearts again and were yellow this time.

He smacked her hand away with one of his eyes looking yellow with a very flustered look on his face as he tried to laugh it off and tugged his collar a bit.

Deliah was still determined tho, she put both of her hands on each side of his face and his eyes turned yellow again, he was surprised at first but didn’t fight back, instead he just accepted it with a blush.

She moved her hands along his head, his eyes had hearts in them once again and was in a trance. His eyes closed letting her hands wander and he grasped her wrists again.

He started to let out little noises of love and Deliah was getting excited about that and continued moving her hands around, slightly brushing his hair with her finger tips, pressing his cheeks with her palms, and brushing her thumb over his lips.

She was loving being in control and in a quick moment she got his antennas and messed with them. He let out a flustered noise and held her arms.

His antennas formed into a heart again “aaaww, you love me”. She went down back to his face and squished his cheeks. They were both enjoying the moment, Deliah had him being all blushy and touched starved and she LOVED it.

She squeezed his cheeks once more then pulled away. He did that cartoon floaty thing to feel her hand again then fell on the floor, Deliah laughed “oh man!”.

He lifted his head and immediately got up, with a small blush on his cheeks he just stood there. “You ok? Ring? Lux?” Deliah asked.

He looked at her with a wide smile “well then, whoever enters the game, must endure the game”.

Deliah got confused then suddenly or film stock appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around his wrists “what the?-” she was pulled forward and Mr Ring a Ding pulled the film stock down so she was sitting on her knees.

He looked down at her with a wide grin and sat down in front of her and took one of her hands, she was getting a little nervous but all he did was rest it on his cheek.

He nuzzled her palm and just stared at her with half lidded eyes, she tried to move her other arm but the film stock held her in place, she thought on where the hell did it come from?

Her attention was brought back onto Ring as he slid her hand down and kissed her palm! She blushed and her hand flinched. He kissed is again, it was soft and warm and slow, he kept slowly kissing her palm and moved her hand a bit and bit bellow her thumb.

It wasn’t a hard bite but enough to leave a mark, Deliah had her mouth shut to make sure she didn’t let out any noises to boost the ego he currently had.

He pulled away only to bite her index finger and leave another mark, then he licked the mark and that made her blush more and gave him a peeved look.

His tongue was warm and he licked the whole mark slowly, very sensual, he left a kiss on it and another kiss on the other mark.

Deliah thought it’d be over as he pulled away and let go of her hand, but he tugged his bow tie off then slowly slid off his vest, Deliah knew what he was gonna do and she tried to move to protest. He crawled over to her and made a shushing gesture, still with his smirk.

“Oh no, no, no, no! Mr Ring a Ding! Lux! No!” She thrashed but he got on top of her. “You know you want to~”.

She shook her head “if this is just payback I’m sorry! I’m not ready for anything like this dude!” She looked up at him and he took a good look at her.

“Alright” he simply said and she stopped moving “what?”. “If you’re not ready then alright, and besides, I was just teasing you~” he winked.

“You asshole!” She yelled “hey, language” he snapped his fingers and the film stock disappeared, he rested his heads on her and wrapped his arms around her.

“Can you please get off?” She asked “nope, this is still payback” he nuzzled her and she sighed and sat back just going with this “so, how did you do that with the film stock things? Where did it come from?”.

“Oh, it’s a little something I picked up, I can do some really sensual stuff with them once you’re ready~”.

“Well that won’t be for a while and we’re not even dating”.

“Yet, all you have to do is say you love me”.

“I’m debating on that, and these marks are gonna a few days to fade, thanks a lot”.

“You’re welcome!~”.

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hello !!! ^_^ could you maybe write the dorm leaders with a reader who is just like yashiro nene (tbhk)? ♪

— Housewardens : x gn!reader. no cw/tw. dividers: uzmacchiato.

Riddle Rosehearts ༉⋆｡˚

At first, Riddle finds your bubbliness mildly overwhelming, especially when it breaks the strict atmosphere of Heartslabyul. But over time, it becomes something he quietly cherishes—your warmth balances out his intensity.

He is also confused by your superstition—why are you trying love potions from the library’s “questionably legal” shelf and consulting fortune tellers who claim a cat spirit will bring your soulmate? He finds it ridiculous… but you’re so earnest that he can’t stay annoyed.

He gets flustered when you compliment his looks, especially because you’re often insecure about your own. You might mutter, “Maybe if I had prettier legs…” which flusters the absolute hell out of Riddle. He goes silent, face beet red, and later awkwardly compliments you, he’d go red and yelp out, “Wh-what nonsense! You're perfectly fine the way you are!”

He gets extra strict if you neglect your well-being while helping others. “Just because you’re kind doesn’t mean you should be a doormat!” he’ll lecture, all the while gently patting your head.

Despite his high standards, he starts unconsciously measuring others by your kindness. If someone insults you, Riddle won’t hesitate to collar them.

Leona Kingscholar ༉⋆｡˚

You’re bubbly, stubborn, and super into fate signs—which makes Leona sigh a lot. He’s a realist and thinks superstitions are nonsense, but secretly likes listening to you ramble about them.

Your insecurity throws him off. One day, when you confess you’re not “special” or “pretty,” he literally growls. “Tch. You think I hang around people I don’t care about? You’re cute. End of story.”

He lives for watching you take care of others. You offer food to the stray ghosts in Ramshackle, bring back wildflowers from the woods—he acts like he doesn’t care, but he secretly sends Ruggie to make sure you get back safely.

You’re one of the few people he lets nap beside him in the botanical garden. If you fall asleep leaning on him, he’ll grumble but won’t move an inch.

You’re stubborn? So is he. It turns into playful fights—he lounges lazily while you stand hands-on-hips demanding he come to class. Eventually, he caves “just this once,” but somehow this happens every week.

He likes how you stubbornly defend others—even him. One time, you shouted at someone who disrespected him, and he just smirked. “Didn’t think a marshmallow like you could bite.”

You give him a charm you made from a paper talisman, and he keeps it in his coat pocket, grumbling if anyone asks about it.

Azul Ashengrotto ༉⋆｡˚

Azul is immediately drawn to your kindness, though he tries to manipulate it at first—thinking you’re naive. That backfires spectacularly when you stubbornly resist signing anything suspicious "because it feels wrong.”

He’s intrigued and disarmed by how earnest and soft you are. You try love spells? You carry around “spiritual cleansing salt”? You believe mirrors can curse you? He thinks it’s weird… but cute.

Your self-esteem issues become a sore spot for him. He sees himself in you. He gently tries to make you see your worth—but it's a slow journey, with quiet reassurances like, “I… prefer your company over most. That means something.”

You don’t flirt well—you get flustered, stammering, and changing topics. Azul is flustered right back, resulting in the two of you mutually crashing into doors and apologizing too much.

He secretly believes that maybe, just maybe, you’re the “fated one” for him—something even his contracts can’t manufacture.

Kalim Al-Asim ༉⋆｡˚

He’s a ray of sunshine and you’re a bubbly romantic, so together it’s a whirlwind of laughter, heart-to-hearts, and emotional chaos.

Kalim falls for you fast. He doesn’t realize it at first because he’s always affectionate, but when you’re not around, he finds himself scanning crowds looking for your smile.

He loves how you light up when you help others, but he hates how hard you are on yourself. You say things like, “I’m not really anyone special,” and his heart aches.

You’re insecure about your looks? Kalim is genuinely confused. “What?! You’re beautiful! You shine brighter than the desert stars!” And he means it.

He thinks your superstition is adorable and actively participates in it.

He’s not just cheerful—he notices your emotional lows, even when you hide them. He’ll pull you into spontaneous dancing or storytime just to cheer you up.

When you help others to the point of hurting yourself, he gently says, “Being kind is amazing... but you deserve kindness too.”

Vil Schoenheit ༉⋆｡˚

You’re so deeply self-conscious that Vil finds it infuriating—but not at you. He despises the world that made you feel that way.

Your kindness is something he admires, even though he tells you to toughen up. “You don’t need to throw yourself into a fire to save someone else. A true queen saves the kingdom without losing herself.”

You sometimes fumble around him—awkward, self-conscious, tripping over compliments. He smiles softly and says, “You’re charming when you’re flustered.” And you promptly short-circuit.

You once made a charm to “protect his beauty” during a shoot, and he secretly wore it as a bracelet tucked under his sleeve. It meant more than he let on.

He gently but firmly becomes your self-worth coach. “We’ll work on skincare and your confidence. True beauty starts from within, but darling, you need to see it for yourself.”

If someone mocks you, he’ll eviscerate them with words dipped in venom—and then turn to you with the softest, “Don’t you ever believe them.”

When you start to realize your worth, he’s genuinely proud—and a bit in love.

Idia Shroud ༉⋆｡˚

Your brightness stunned him. You're so different from him—loud, expressive, so nice it’s borderline illegal.

He’s lowkey convinced you’re cursed with “main character energy.” Superstition? Spirits? He believes in them too—but you take it seriously. You do rituals. You make moon water. You scared Ortho once.

You're chatty, affectionate, and love talking about little things like your favorite snacks, your day, and ghost sightings near Ramshackle. He listens to all of it—even records some of your ramblings just to re-listen when he’s anxious.

Your high energy both overwhelms and comforts him. When he's in a depressive spiral, your voice snaps him out of it like a healing potion.

You once called yourself “plain,” and he actually slams his desk in protest. “You’re the main character! What do you mean plain?! You’re my whole plotline!” Then he hides in his hoodie like a turtle.

You invade his room to bring him good-luck snacks and handmade charms. He complains, but they’re now lined up on his desk like collector’s items.

When you cry for someone else’s pain, he awkwardly pats your back and whispers, “You’re... kind of heroic, you know.”

Malleus Draconia ༉⋆｡˚

Malleus is entranced by your presence. You talk to ghosts. You bring tea to gargoyles. You’re gentle and warm, and he feels like the world quiets when he’s near you.

Your self-doubt confuses him. You see yourself as plain? Unworthy of love? Nonsense. “Your soul glows brighter than starlight. I find it mesmerizing.”

He loves your kindness—even when it’s foolish. He once watched you give your last snack to a squirrel because “he looked hungry,” and decided then and there you were otherworldly.

He entertains every superstition you bring up—seriously. “Ah, so if we both see a shooting star, we’ll be lovers in the next life? Shall we watch the skies together, then?”

He finds your stubbornness amusing. You’re the only person besides Lilia who dares to lecture him when he overdoes his magical training. He secretly loves it.

You once brought him a handmade charm for good dreams, thinking it was silly. He treats it like treasure. It ends up in his hoard—carefully preserved.

You make him feel, deeply and wholly, in ways no one else ever has. He treasures you like a dragon would his hoard.

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could you maybe write the dorm leaders with a reader who is just like yashiro nene (tbhk)? :]

dorm leaders with a reader who is like yashiro nene -

who is clumsy, kind-hearted, a bit naive, romantic and dreamy (watched tbhk really long ago so just how I remember nene, only personality tbh appearance not mentioned)

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

riddle is so stressed by you 

you're the type of walking disaster who breaks rules without meaning to. but somehow he can’t bring himself to stay mad. i mean if you look at him with those wide pleading eyes what's he supposed to do

your tendency to trip over your own feet remind him of a less disciplined version of himself before he went full rulebook tyrant

you once tripped and spilled tea all over his notes. instead of yelling he just sighed and handed you a napkin then muttered "it’s fine. just… be more careful next time" you try to. at least. even though often showing failure. progress is progress..

thinks it's both admirable and idiotic how you’re always trying to see the good in people, even when they’re being total jerks

he tutors you because your grades are… let’s say a work in progress. he’s strict, but he blushes every time your hands brush while you're studying 

you leave little sticky notes with doodled hearts and "you’re doing great, riddle-senpai! :3" on his desk. he keeps them in a secret drawer

lowkey jealous when you gush about other things (like ace’s magic tricks or cater’s selfies) he wants to be the one you gush about. he’d rather die than admit it though 

you’re too trusting, and he’s constantly saving you from shady deals (aka azul) or grim’s and ace's bad ideas

"you can’t just give your lunch to a random student because they ‘looked hungry’!" (some savanaclaw student probably) he lectures then makes sure you get a proper meal afterwards 

secretly loves how you soften his edges. you once dragged him to a festival while he grumbled about frivolous distractions

he let you put a flower crown on his head. he wore it for the rest of the day on the festival, blushing every time you smiled at him

you’re in the heartslabyul garden, trying to help trim the rosebushes, but you’ve accidentally snipped a flower meant for the queen’s display

riddle’s face is redder than the roses as he marches over, rulebook practically manifesting in his hand

"y/n! rule 249 clearly states-!" he stops mid-sentence when you turn around, holding the ruined rose with a sheepish grin "i’m so sorry, riddle! i thought it looked lonely, so i… uh picked it for you?" you tuck the flower behind his ear, and his brain short-circuits

he’s torn between scolding you and melting into a puddle. "y-you can’t just… do that," he stammers, adjusting his dorm leader sash to hide his blush

you giggle and he swears his heart skips a beat. "i’ll make it up to you! tea party, just us? i will make you a strawberry tart too!" and unless you ask for trey's help it's not going to be good

VIL SCHOENHEIT

vil is your personal fairy godmother but the judgy kind

thinks you're cute but he’s also obsessed with "fixing" you.

he’s always adjusting your posture, critiquing your outfit or spritzing you with some fancy perfume because "a diamond in the rough still needs polish, darling"

you once called him pretty instead of handsome during a film club meeting. he didn’t speak to you for an hour, but you caught him smiling at his reflection later

you bring him homemade snacks (they’re a little lumpy, but you tried) he critiques the presentation but eats them anyway when no one’s looking

he’ll brush your hair back to check your makeup or hold your chin to inspect your skincare routine

you’re obsessed with romance novels, and vil catches you crying over one in the pomefiore lounge. he rolls his eyes but sits beside you, offering a silk handkerchief and a critique of the book’s plot. "if you must indulge in such drivel, at least pick something with substance," he says, but he’s secretly reading it later for research purposes obviously

he admires your optimism, though he’d never admit it because he believes you shouldn't always try to see the good it'll make you a target cause not everyone is nice

you’re always hyping him up, telling him he’s even more beautiful in person than on magicam. he smirks, but his heart does a little flip

he’ll adjust your scarf with a soft "you’re hopeless without me."

he lowkey loves your compliments, especially when you gush about his elegance. you’re his biggest fan, and he thrives on it

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

your naive nature makes you an easy target for his contracts, but somehow you keep slipping through his schemes with your pure luck

though, he’s fascinated by your sincerity. you’ll gush about his new menu at the mostro lounge. he’s doesn't know what he should do between exploiting you someway and just basking in your praise

he teaches you to swim better after you nearly drown in a gym class. he’s smug about it. but he’s also gentle

you leave little seashell trinkets on his desk as thank you gifts. he acts like they’re tacky but displays them proudly in his office

he gets flustered when you call him pretty or hug him impulsively. "y/n, this is a professional establishment!"

you broke a teacup in mostro lounge? that’s a favor you owe him now. but hey look at him with your puppy eyes. give him a hug. you're out of trouble 

you’re always daydreaming about some grand romance and azul sees an opportunity. he’ll casually mention how he could "make all your dreams come true" with a sly grin. but then you blush and say, "you already do," he drops whatever he was holding currently

your clumsiness is a problem in the mostro lounge. you’ve broken at least three glasses trying to help out, but azul can’t bring himself to ban you

instead, he assigns you to customer relations (aka smiling at people), which you’re scarily good at

when you once tripped with mocktails crashing to the floor. azul appears in a flash, "y/n, do you know how much those cost?!" he starts

but you’re already on the floor, apologizing profusely with those big, teary eyes

azul just sighs, kneeling to help you clean up. "honestly, you’re more trouble than you’re worth"

but he also knows couldn't trade you for anything 

KALIM AL-ASIM

kalim thinks you’re the best

your cheerful vibe matches his energy perfectly. and he’s always dragging you into his wild plans

you're the best duo. and jamil's worst nightmare 

you both get into trouble constantly of course 

he loves how you never judge his over-the-top ideas. you just nod and go along, even if you end up covered in glitter or lost in the desert

he’s super affectionate, always hugging you or throwing an arm around your shoulders

you make him flower crowns that may not look that great. but he just loves you even tried. and he wears them proudly even during important housewarden meetings 

he gets starry-eyed when you talk about your dreams or blush at his compliments. he’s already planning y(our) future wedding in his head

you're a hopeless romantic and he wants to make EVERY single dream of yours come true. believes he is the prince in your fairytale 

once told him you dreamed of a prince sweeping you off your feet, and he immediately started planning a grand gesture

you’re too trusting, and kalim’s too nice and kind. together you're disastrous. so you both get scammed sometimes

he’s always giving you little gifts. flowers, jewelry, or just shiny rocks he found- because "they reminded me of you!" you’re his favorite person to spoil

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

leona calls you herbivore like everyone else, but with you, it’s almost affectionate. your clumsy attempts to cheer him up amuse him to no end

you tripped and fell into his nap spot, landing right on his chest. he grumbled but didn’t push you off. just smirked and went back to sleep

he likes how you don’t tiptoe around him like others. you’ll plop down next to him and ramble about your day, and he’ll pretend to ignore you (but he’s listening)

you bring him snacks and he eats them without comment, secretly pleased you thought of him 

he’s protective in his own way. someone teases you? they’re getting a glare that could kill. and if they keep it up it will kill

"don’t do anything stupid while I am gone" is a line he often uses, ruffling your hair

you once said you thought he’d make a great king because you were talking about fairytales. and he snorted. "tch, too much work" but he’s lowkey pleased 

you’re too trusting, and it makes him protective. you once wandered into a shady part of the savanaclaw dorm, and leona dragged you out before you could get roped into a dumb bet. "stick with me, or you’re gonna get eaten alive," he growls. but who would dare?

it's not unusual for you to trip and leona catches you before you faceplant. "can you he any less careful." he grumbles

you make him cute little things (flower bracelets and stuff) he says why would you even do that but when you put it on him he's not resisting and doesn't take it off

IDIA SHROUD

"thinks a lot" "doesn't think" duo

you’re both disasters in your own ways. him with his social anxiety you with your clumsiness 

you bond over late-night gaming sessions. you’re terrible at the controls. but he’s patient, muttering tips while blushing at how close you’re sitting

he’s crushing hard but would rather jump into a virtual void than confess. still he’ll fix your phone or hack your game to give you extra lives. that's flirting if you understand

you watch romance animes together and debate on best ships and troupes

ortho floats in and sighs "please touch grass, both of you."

your trusting nature terrifies him. you once clicked a sketchy link on magicam because it promised free rare gacha pulls, and idia had save your account "you’re gonna give me a heart attack!" he whines, but he’s secretly proud of his save

you once hugged him after he fixed your phone, and he blue-screened for a solid minute

you’re in idia’s room, sprawled on the floor. trying to beat a boss in his favorite game. you’re mashing buttons like a gremlin, and he’s wincing

 "y/n, you’re gonna break my controller," he mutters and he leans over, guiding your hands with his own. his hair flickers pink as he realizes how close he is

"u-uh, just… press this one," he stammers. you grin, oblivious to his panic. and cheer happily when you finally win

"idia, you’re a genius!" you tackle-hug him, and he freezes, muttering, “i-it’s just a game…” but he doesn’t push you away

you’re crying over a scene, and idia’s trying to act cool but his hair’s flickering pink

"this is so lame," he mumbles. but when you lean against his shoulder, sniffling, he freezes. "y-you okay?" he stammers. you smile up at with teary-eyes

"you’d totally be the cool loner guy in this anime, idia. too bad he's the second lead. i would have chosen you." his hair flares bright red, and he mumbles, "shut up… but...you’d be the cute main character." you both hide your faces, blushing like idiots in love

MALLEUS DRACONIA

malleus is adores you

you're just so adorable. clumsy, bubbly, innocent, small. your bright energy is like a spark in his shadowy world and he’s quietly smitten

he loves your stories about everyday life. you’ll ramble about dropping your lunch or forgetting homework, and he listens like it’s in the bible 

he takes you on midnight walks through diasomnias gardens, showing you glowing flowers or teaching you about gargoyles. you’re too awestruck to notice his lingering gazes

you make him a lumpy friendship bracelet (it barely fits his wrist and looks not appealing enough) he wears it anyway, and sebek yells about "disrespect!" until malleus silences him

he’s possessive in a quiet way. if someone else is hogging your attention, his eyes darken and suddenly there’s a storm brewing outside 

you’re not afraid of him (mostly because you’re too oblivious and uh idiotic) and he treasures how you treat him like just another guy

your romantic daydreams make him curious. you once described your ideal date. stargazing, a picnic, maybe a dance. and malleus took mental notes. a week later, he invited you to a "casual" nighttime stroll that was suspiciously close to your dream date

you’re too trusting, and it worries him. you once followed a mysterious light in the woods, thinking it was pretty, and malleus had to pull you back before you wandered into some kind trap

"child of man, you must be more cautious," he says while already casting protective spells around you. although if you're with him he'll let you do anything because he's confident he can protect you

you’re in the diasomnia courtyard, trying to dance with malleus after you heard he’s never tried it. you’re terrible, stepping on his toes, but he just chuckles cause, like your little feet could hurt him. he guides you with a hand on your waist

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Jamil's Desk Neighbor...?

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Meet Carmen, my oc that’s part of my Blue Exorcist fan fiction! Carmen Torres is a senior exorcist at the St. Louis Cathedral Exorcist Branch in New Orleans who helps Rin and Yukio on their mission. She also comes to be Yukio’s love interest and plays a vital role in Yukio’s character development as the story progresses. Like Yukio, she is a dragoon exorcist, specializing in sharpshooting, and also has a love for books. She is tenacious, fearless, caring and not easily rattled, which is what helps her in aiding the brothers on their mission against Satan whereas the other exorcists in the St. Louis Cathedral branch have their reservations about the brothers and the mission. Link to my fan fic is in my bio!

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Azul

cracked my back so good after this 🤞

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reread aoex so i had to draw my darling rin

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please put your fic underneath a cut, for the sake of everyone having to scroll through the tags.

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If I'm being honest...I had no idea how to do it and had to google it, I thought it was an automatic thing, but now I know it isn't so thank you ^^