#I like red clothes whenever I dress up my game avatars and such so I was VERY indecisive

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Hello! Lately I've been fighting to make sure I won't be getting sick (sadly taking a day off cause tomorrow is a busy day for Valentine's day)

However I wanted to update you guys on the 100th Followers Celebration!

We're on the coloring stage for the 1st part and everything is going ok! Grim is"fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine" cats always land on their feet :)... maybe

Anyway! This lil baby will be finished up soon so I can get started on the 2nd part of the Celebration!!!

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Underwear Shopping

Pairing: All Demons x MC (F).

Fandom: Obey Me.

Warning/Notes: Slight and suggestive NSFW. Underwear shopping with the demon brothers.

Lucifer:

Acts as if it doesn’t bother him but deep down he’s excited to see what you buy. 

Of course he keeps trying to play cool and that he’s an older male, not a giggling schoolboy like his brothers and something so simple as underwear shopping can phase him. 

But boy is he wrong. 

You hold up multiple designs to your chest, “What do you think about these?”, “Oh these are pretty!”, “Do you like this set in this colour or that one?”. And whilst he agrees and nods along to it all, you can’t help but notice the sly way his eyes dart back to a crimson red set on display. 

You threw a set of it into your basket when he is looking, heading off to the empty changing room before slipping into it. The red lace settled perfectly against you, the colour of it perfectly matching the gemstone-red of Lucifer's eyes.

Taking out your D.D.D you drop him a message, telling him you need his assistance which being the devoted boyfriend he is, comes straight away to the changing rooms.

“Can’t an assistant help you out, I don’t think I should-...” His words come to a halt as you pull back the curtain, letting him get a full few of the set you had on. His jaw hanging open wide and the avatar of pride is for once speechless. But with a quick blink of your eyes it’s over and Lucifer has pulled the curtain shut, hissing at you to get dressed leaving you feeling rather embarrassed.

Throwing back on your clothes to step out to see Lucifer impatiently scowling and tapping his foot. He grabs your wrist and leads straight out the store with a bag in his hand.

“Lucifer!” You protest as he leads you out to an empty alley beside the shop, pushing you against the wall as he cages you in. 

“I brought you multiple sets of that outfit,” He hums leaning dangerously close, a hint of mischief in his eyes, “So we’re going to go home and you're going to try it on again, then,”. He gives you a toothy grin before leaning into the shell of your ear, “You're going to let me tear it off your body so you can feel just how beautiful you look in it,” The bulge of his trousers pressing against your thigh as he nips your ear lobe. 

“Do you really like it?” You whispered meekly, with a hitched gasp.

“If I even re-imagine you in it, I don’t think I’ll make it home before I have to have you in it,” Huskily replied, before a bold strike of his tongue licks the course of your neck. 

Any self control he had was hanging by a thread, the minute he saw you in it at home it snapped like a rubber band, just like the underwear set as he clawed at it to pull from your body. 

Thank goodness he brought over 10 sets of it because by the end of the week, 6 of them were in ruins. 

Mammon:

“Pft clothes shopping with the little human doesn’t bother the Great Mammon!” Words lived to regret.

He goes from strong bound Mammon to shy blushy boy the minute you tug him into the shop full of panties and bras. 

He literally dies from blushing overload.

“Well I like these, but what do you like?” You asked, holding up a tiny thong in yellow and watching his eyes widen. Mammon had never actually seen your underwear properly, too busy tugging it off your body to actually admire it. 

“B-buy whatcha like,” Pulling his sunglasses down to try hide the shade of red on his face.

“Or what about these?”, “Oh I like these!”, “Mammon, what do you think?” Holding up a thrilled black set of a bralette and thong, matching suspenders and stockings with it.

All Mammon can do is cough to try hide the squeal that left his mouth as he saw it. 

“I- I uh… I like it better… in white,” His face a blaze as he awkwardly scratches his neck trying to hide his face. 

“White it is then!” You smile, grabbing it off the shelf and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“You know,” You leaned into his chest as he pulled you close, resting his head on top of yours, “Since you were such a good boyfriend for helping me pick, I’ll wear it especially for you when we get home,”. 

Mammon doesn’t need to hear another word, holding your hand he throws the outfit at the till and swipes goldie so fast it could have set the card machine on fire. You barely have time to even unzip your bag to get your card out by the time he’s already pulling you out of the shop. 

A huge grin on his face as he tells you, ‘He’s down to come underwear shopping with you again anytime’.

Levi:

“What do you think?” You teased, watching your boyfriend gawp at what you were holding, big panties with ugly patterns on them that looked like your grandma’s curtains. 

“I mean sure, whatever you feel comfortable in,” He nods, hands fisting around a lace thong the same colour of his latest console controller, a deep purple. 

Giggling you put them down, walking to him and asking what he has there. 

“Oh Levi these are perfect! This is just what I was looking for,” You take the underwear from his hands as you hold it up, twisting them in the light to get a good look. 

Levi looks like he could burst into flames on the spot with how red he is.

“I- I… I was just holding them because they were in the wrong place… I… you don’t need… I” He mumbles off but you shut him up with a smile.

“They are just what I wanted, now I just need to find a bra to match,” You smiled, heading straight over to them as Levi follows behind you.

“I saw one over there…” He points in the direction to where the matching bra was, as he said he ‘just happened to notice it’. 

You brought the set and went home together holding hands, swinging your arms in a playful manner. As soon as you get home you give Levi some space, letting him jump on to his console for a few hours.

“Oh Levi,” You knocked on his door and pushed it open to see him sitting on his gaming chair, controller in hand. With a light smirk you walk in, shutting the door and dropping your dressing gown showing him the purple set from earlier on you complimented with knee high socks and your hair in low pigtails. You’d done your makeup and hair to resemble one of his favourite characters you’d seen from his online manga series. Your dressing gown and his controller hit the floor at the same time.

“Think you have time for a two player game?” You whispered as you made your way over to him, straddling him in his chair as he can do is nod at your question.

Satan:

He was grumpy. He stropped the whole time you were in the shop.

“Oh this is the bra I’ve been looking for for ages!” You squeal, dropping his hand and darting across the empty store to clutch the yellow material with daisies on.

“Satan look they even have my size, oh this is perfect!” You grab the last one of your size, yelling over your shoulder, “Can you grab me the panties?”. 

When no response comes you turn around and find Satan still standing at the entrance huffing as he crossed his arms.

Sighing, you trek across the shop and grab what you need, before heading to your boyfriend.

“Can you at least pretend to be interested please, I need to try this on to check it’s the right fit,” You pouted as he sighed softly, wrapping his arm around your waist and guiding you to the changing rooms.

“What’s wrong with you today, I-!” You squeal softly as he pushes you against a wall, face pulled close to yours as he licks his lips hungrily.

“I already told you before we left,” Pressing kisses down your chin with a little groan, “I already like with you nothing on, this is a waste of time,”. 

“S-Satan I need new underwear for school,” You replied, trying to hold in the moan in your throat as he nipped your neck.

“Whenever you're with me,” His hands curve around your thighs before slowly moving up to cup your ass over your jeans, “You never need to wear any because you know I’ll have them off in seconds,”.

“Is this why you’ve been mardy?” You wrap your arms around his neck forgetting where you are in the back of the store.

“Maybe,” He hums softly with a smile, pulling back, “Try these on if you need too and let’s go home, I can’t wait to see you in my favourite outfit,”. 

He leans forward one more, whispering “Naked and below me,” with a pinch to your ass. 

Asmo:

“Oh sweetie your bra is just- ugh no my eyes,” Asmo had protested that morning whilst you got dressed, a horrific squeal coming from your boyfriend.

He insisted you go shopping and buy new underwear.

By insisted, he literally took your whole underwear drawer and threw it into the bin, forcing you to go out shopping.

“These are pretty,” You hold up a few casual bras for under your uniform, an eye roll and a tut comes from Asmo. 

“I mean for school, but sweetie come on push the boat out and treat yourself,” He holds up a hot pink bra that leaves little to the imagination.

“Right take these and try them on,” Asmo bunching a half the shop into your hands and shoving you into the dressing room.

A lot of them were beautiful and you fell in love instantly with them, matching sets of multiple colours and different designs.

The last one you had was lace with different strings on it, an intricate design that you couldn’t do alone.

“Asmo!” You call out, wanting to tell him to get an assistant but instead he comes into the room.

“Oh sweetie…” He grins in the mirror as he shuts the curtain, watching as you cup your breasts in modesty, not that he’d never seen them before.

“I need help, can you get the lady,” You shuffle on the spot, watching the rose-tinted eyes taking in your form in the mirror in front of you.

“Oh let me, I’ll be much better than them,” He giggles as he brushes your hair over your shoulder, delicate fingers working the lace and ribbon into knots. 

As he pulls the last one, he places soft kisses to the nape of your neck, one hand moving to your front to move your hand from chest to show yourself properly.

“You are so beautiful,” He continues his soft kisses, eyes meeting yours in a loving gaze in the mirror.

“Asmo I-“ A blush forming on your cheeks as you admire the underwear upon your skin, accentuating your breasts and curves in a manner you didn’t know it could.

“Let me buy you it,” He purrs against you, his two hands moving to stroke your bare waist softly, “Let me forever be the only person to see you like this,”. 

You turn your neck to face him, lips so close you can his breath against you, nothing but love in his eyes. 

The avart of lust he may be, but as well a boyfriend who stole your heart and wears it on his sleeve.

“Only for you Asmo,” You reply before he kisses you softly, embracing you from behind as the mirror captures your tender moment. 

A voice outside from the assistant pulls you apart, asking if you need any help.

“No I’m fine thank you!” You yelled, Asmo giggling into your neck as he finally lets you go.

“Now let's go home so I can get a proper look at you in this,” His finger snapping the back of your thong, making the skin beneath it ripple.

Belphegor:

“Belph?’... “Belph!”... “Fuck sake, Belphegor!”.

Finally a violet eye peered from beneath a shut eye-lid, Belphegor falling asleep in the chair as you tried on the underwear you had picked.

“Looks nice,” He yawned as you threw your hands up in frustration.

“I’m not even wearing anything, I’ve tried it all on,” You huffed, throwing every single item to the ‘not wanted’ pile in the dressing room.

“Woah after all this you're not getting anything?” Belph emphasised the annoyance in his voice.

“Oh I’m sorry, is spending time with your girlfriend an issue,” You sighed.

Multiple times you’d called out to him whilst trying things on for his opinion until after no response for the fourth time you peered out to find him asleep. Whilst he was a real-life sloth, he had promised to come with you and spend some alone time together. 

“No, I.. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to fall asleep,” He bashfully replies, “What's wrong with all of them?.

He gestures to the pile and you let out a wounded sigh.

“They made me… thrumpy… that’s why I wanted your opinion,” Turning your head and missing the way he sprang to his feet to be by your side.

“I’ve seen you in underwear enough times to tell you how beautiful you look,” The softness of his voice as he cups your cheeks to hold your gaze. Love mixed into a whirling pool of sleep, a galaxy lost amongst the purple haze of admiration.

“Why don’t we look at them pad free things,” He offers a suggestion.

“You mean the bralettes?”.

“Yeah the ones you say are really comfortable, let’s get some of them so when we nap you’ll be fine,” He softly chuckles as he presses a kiss to your temple, “Or you could just go braless I don’t mind,”.

“Belph!” You laugh back with a light blush.

“You look the most gorgeous creature whatever you wear, so let’s go get and get some comfy clothes so we can go home,”.

“And nap?” You teased.

“A nap is on the list, but first, I want to hold you and love you until you can take no more,” His voice is in a hushed whisper for only you. “I want to remind you of just how perfect and unthrumpy you are, in whatever you want to wear, or not wear. And then we can nap,”.

Beel:

“Put them down!” You yelled quietly, balling up some underwear and throwing it at the ginger haired boy standing a few rows in front of you.

“But look!” He almost squeals like a child, waving a box in his hand.

Said box was a pair of panties made out of candy.

“Beel, will you please be serious,”.

You choose to ignore his pout and protest, completely blanking out the way he over dramatically sighs when he puts down the box, coming to stand beside you as you flick through boxes of sale underwear.

“Oooh what about these,” He laughs, holding up a ridiculously tiny thong in blue.

All you think is why did I bring him.

“Actually I like thongs, so put that in the basket,”

Beel goes red and thumbles slightly, “W-what wait? I was joking, are you serious?”.

“Yeah? I mean I’d say have you seen my underwear but you’ve torn so many…” Your voice quietens as you finish the sentence, losing yourself in the playful banter with your boyfriend you forgot other people were in the shop.

“I- I mean I don’t because I- shut up!” Beels' face is still red as he drops the garments into the basket. 

Finding fun in teasing him, you pick up more of the same ones and inspect them before dropping them into the basket, continuing to ask for his opinion.

By the end you purchase plenty of backup underwear in case Beel’s panty ripping faze continues and throw in a surprise extra just for Beel as a gift for coming with you.

“Tch! What’s the rush, dinners almost ready and I’m starving,” Beel huffing as you pull him into your room, sitting him down on the bed.

“Good, I was hoping you would be,” You unbutton your jeans and slowly pull them down until they pool at your ankles, fingers quickly tugging off your shirt. Beneath lays a matching candy underwear set.

You’ve never seen someone move so quickly, Beel pinning you against the wall as he practically drools on you.

“It’s all edible,” You smile, “Now eat up,”.

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Dating headcannons (brothers, Diavolo and Simeon)

Lucifer:

- Pretty reserved around other people however as soon as MC and Lucifer are alone, he’ll begin kissing her passionately because it’s all that’s been on his mind

- Often get up to no good in the student council room after meetings

- Expect a lot of soft Luci

- He does lots of random small gestures like running her a bath for when she gets home, making her breakfast in bed on mornings she doesn’t have lessons, helps her with her studies etc

- Often takes MC on cute little dates to restaurants and cafes he thinks she’d like

- Lucifer is the avatar of pride, although he may be reserved, there’s nothing stopping him from showing MC off to everyone

- HOT DOM SEX

- He loves leaving his mark on her neck for all of the other brothers to see

Mammon:

- Lots of makeout seshes between classes at RAD, hiding behind the bleachers

- Often get caught or end up running away laughing because a teacher nearly catches them every time

- Constant pranks on everybody in the house

- Mammon grows with confidence since being with MC because she can’t keep her hands off him

- He’ll pass her silly notes in class saying stuff like ‘do you still love me?’

- MC attends every photo shoot he does when he’s modelling, she cheers and hoots for him making him go all red in the face

- Cute dates to the movies and then long, romantic strolls back to the House after

- Other demons actually get really jealous of Mammon after seeing how infatuated MC is with him

- He leaves scrawny little love notes in her diary whenever she leaves it unattended

Levi:

- Levi never stops blushing when he’s around MC, all she has to do is give him a quick kiss on the cheek and he gets all flustered

- They attend every convention for the franchises he likes, even if MC hasn’t got a scooby doo what they’re about

- He teaches her to play his favourite games

- They pull all nighters, trying to get tickets to events before they sell out, when MC succeeds, Levi becomes overwhelmed with emotion and lifts her off the floor in an embrace, surprising them both

- Cute evenings spent in his bath with loads of blankets in the dark just gazing at Henry in his tank

- MC is always posting candid pictures of Levi on her Devilgram to show her appreciation of him

- Live streams when they’re playing games together

- Levi becomes MC’s sex slave as he absolutely lives for the moments she dominates him

Satan:

- Often spend their weekends together at the library, finding books for each other to read

- (Quite often steal kisses in the corner of the library where nobody can see them)

- MC relieves Satan from a lot of his anger

- He often serenades her with his smooth words, this demon knows exactly what to say to make MC weak at the knees

- Such a preppy couple

- They’re inseparable when they’re at RAD

- Hardcore sex woo!

- Lots of gushing over cats whenever they’re out walking in Devildom, they’re always pointing them out to each other

- Civilised coffee dates at cute cafes

- He loves PDA, Satan lives off the fact that his brothers are jealous of him for being with MC

- Satan likes his hair being played with, MC does it to help calm him down if he’s angry

Asmo:

- they’re the most touchy couple

- Their ideal date is going on shopping sprees together, Asmo helps MC find the perfect clothes that make her feel super confident in and orders she does a catwalk whenever she tries anything on

- He’s her absolute biggest fan, whenever she comes down from her room all dressed up he’s like ‘YES that is my GIRLFRIEND’

- Super super passionate sex

- They’re known as that couple at RAD who are always making out in the corridors

- Often spend evenings with Asmo painting her nails and her styling his hair

- They love going to bars and nightclubs together

- Devilgram is full of selfies of the pair, anyone who sees them gets jealous of the couple

- So many dirty inside jokes together

Beel:

- constant food fights in the kitchen that end up in hot, sweaty kitchen sex

- MC and Beel never get asked to be on dinner duty again after Lucifer walks in on them once in a compromising position next to the dinner prep

- Koala hugs!

- Beel often carries MC’s on his shoulders because she’s so tiny compared to him

- He also often insists that MC wears his jacket even though it’s absolutely HUGE on her. He likes demons to know she’s his girl and wearing his clothes is the perfect way to show them that!

- BIG. BEEL. COCK.

- He’s very generous in the bedroom if you get what I mean

- On movie nights with the brothers, MC often falls asleep in Beel’s lap

- Very affectionate in front of other people, he doesn’t care what others think

- He loves taking MC all across Devildom, introducing her to all of the weird and wonderful food they have to offer

Belphie:

- Lots of back tickles for Belphie as he falls asleep in MC’s arms (she has now be promoted to his favourite ‘pillow’)

- Always holding hands no matter where they go

- Since being with MC, Belphie’s smile isn’t a rare sight anymore because she’s always got him grinning to himself

- Often go on dates together to get ice cream from the park (which also involves bringing Beel along and effectively babysitting him)

- MC makes pillow forts a lot, knowing Belphie will be in his element getting to have a nap inside one

- Belphie’s very clingy, he loves hugging MC whenever he gets the chance

- They love playing little jokes on Lucifer when they’re feeling mischievous

- Forehead kisses are his weakness

Diavolo:

- Often MC will return to the House of Lamentation after a busy day at RAD and find a bouquet of flowers on her pillow

- Constant compliments, Diavolo is completely fascinated by his human partner

- Diavolo often makes MC put on his crown, “it suits you, you know” he smirks suggestively

- MC is very pampered, Diavolo treats her like a Queen (which is quite fitting)

- Often MC will struggle to walk at RAD if she spent the previous evening with Diavolo

- Demons are afraid of her, I mean she’s a human who managed to tie down the Prince of fucking Devildom?!

- He is SO romantic

- With the way he shows off MC, the whole of Devildom get talking about her, wondering when on earth they will be King and Queen

- Loves spanking her ass when he gets the chance (he is a cheeky demon after all)

Simeon:

- gentle little forehead kisses constantly

- Compliments MC all the time like she’s some kind of goddess

- Even Simeon of all people wants to sin when he’s around MC

- He’s so gentlemanly and tender around her, they never argue because he’s so understanding and rational about everything

- BEST. LOOKING. COUPLE. EVER.

- Whispers sweet nothings into her ear when they’re cuddling in bed together

- Often will lay in bed with her resting on his chest and him reading passages to her from the bible or something

- He’s always expressing his admiration for her, “you know if I didn’t know you were a human, I’d be convinced you’re an angel”

[oh-boy-me]

Casual Outfits Discussed

@themarchinghare Ok >:3c

These hot takes analyses and opinions are based entirely on the concept art of the demon brothers’ casual outfits.  So any in-game features not present in the concept art aren’t discussed.  We’re looking at the outfit as a whole, but occasionally we do talk about individual features.

Also please don’t take this seriously, we just had a lot of fun shitting on the Seven Power Avatars of Sin, Rulers of Hell Itself™’s questionable fashion sense.  I would still die for these boys, terrible taste in shoes or not.

Participants in the discussion were

Jo ( @jodaneko ), my roommate and an art major with storyboarding and character design experience

Justin ( @justinlester0629​ ), my go-to fashion expert for at least a decade and very possibly a future male model

Noodle (Me), untrained eye and resident fashion decade disregarder

With the exception of a few choice quotes, our thoughts and conclusions are all mixed in with each other.  Quotes are mildly paraphrased.

Lucifer:

The colors are good; the blacks and grays are all in the blue-gray family, and there’s a pop of color with the gold belt and red vest.

But he paired a black suit with brown shoes????  SIN

“You should always match your belt with your shoes and those shoes are not gold.” —Justin

Justin on the coat: “I love it, the pattern of the inner lining is throwing me off but it’s not bad, and the fur is perfect because it’s associated with power.”

Me on the coat: “I don’t know about you but I bet that coat looks dumb as shit if you put your sleeves through it.”

WITHOUT the coat though his cuffs scream “I am dealing for blackjack and rolling craps.”  Lucifer looks like he could walk into and out of a casino whenever he pleases and everyone would assume he works there.

“Dress shirts don’t work like that.  He got a size too big.” —Jo

The belt isn’t doing anything functionally, but it’s very important because it balances things out from being too top-heavy.

Out of the belt, shirt cuffs, and coat cuffs, two of them should have matched.

We’re nitpicking because in general it’s a good design.  Lucifer has no taste in shoes but that aside is capable of dressing himself.

Mammon:

“That’s western Danny Phantom if I’ve ever seen it.” —Justin

Very nice coat 10/10 would wear.

The colors are odd, he mixes black and brown too, but the other colors mixed in makes it work in a cute way.

“The only things that clash are the shirt and jeans, he could replace the gray shirt with either a black one or a lighter one to match the boots.” —Justin

He’s got a cat toy on his belt.  I admire his preparedness for feline encounters.

The cat toy also balances out his rings nicely, since the toy is on his left hip and the rings are on his right hand.

The yellows in the shades, belt, and cat toy are placed very nicely and are the best part of the outfit.

Honestly except for the shirt color and the fact that fur-lined boots are out of style we don’t have much bad to say about his design.  Mammon’s casual outfit lives up to his model career.

Leviathan:

“Ugh, god.” —Justin

The headphones don’t match with anything, and ever color he’s wearing is so bright they REALLY don’t match.

Headphones aside he chose ok colors to supersaturate, but also like, supersaturation is very very loud.

It kind of looks like he bought two different tracksuits and forgot they were two different outfits.

The pants don’t match themselves.

“He color coordinated his pant cuffs and his shirt and thinks it makes it ok.” —Jo

The jacket itself is nice, the pins are really good and I appreciate that they’re opposite the stripes in his shirt.

Justin hates the gray stripe though because it looks like either part of the jacket or a girl scout sash.

“That shirt should not be collared.” —Jo

“The shoes look like what Kanye West would design but if they were sold on Wish.” —Justin

It’s kind of just… he took the RGB color wheel and went with it.  It’s just loud.  If he just changed some colors he’d be fine.  Leviathan please I have hope for you.

Satan:

“He looks like a gay prep school person.” —Justin

Satan wore 100 shades of green and said “yes this is peak fashion.”  And you know what, it objectively sucks but I’m kind of living for it?

Rip off jeans that can’t actually be ripped off because of the VERY stylish belt?  Iconic.

Green deep v-neck sweater over a gradient t-shirt and a jacket with the sleeves too short, this man only shops at Goodwill.

The one-shoulder jacket look gives the outfit some personality and I’m really glad he isn’t wearing it properly because looking at it alone I wouldn’t be caught dead in that jacket.

“While good for the design, it’s a mix between business and athletic and I’m not sure how I feel about that.” —Jo

(Jo also said some jackets are designed with sleeves like that but with the color choices it’s just… not good.  Justin pointed out that the sweater and jacket do match though.)

The chocolate loafer-style shoes take away from the rest of the outfit.

“Any other shade of green besides Crayola green would have been better for his nails.” —Justin

Listen it’s so bad it’s good, Satan’s fashion sense is “blue-green.”  We basically ripped into it the whole time but I’m pretty sure it was the universal favorite.

Asmodeus:

“Just from the back he looks like a cool dude and then the front of him screams douche.” —Jo

Asmo’s outfit is actually ok, but he has one fatal flaw: If he takes off his jacket it’s way too plain, but with the jacket it’s kind of too much.

It’s also kind of confusing, because it looks both casual and formal from different angles.  “I’m not sure I like the cut in the front with the t-shirt showing underneath.” —Justin

The shirt is nice but a color that contrasted his skin more would have been nice.

The pants are killer, and the white stitching matches the jacket really well.

The gold accents on the jacket are also good and would match the belt really nicely if the belt wasn’t some ugly mustard color.

This boy is wearing mustard belt and ketchup pants.

Inoffensive shoes which is really the best I can ask for with these boys.

“The scarf.  I like it, but I’m not sure how I feel about it because there’s just so much going on with both it and the jacket.” —Justin

“That’s not a scarf, it’s too long.  It’s like.  A really long strip of cloth.” —Jo

Anyway all in all there’s a little much going on in the front but it’s one of the better looks, good job Asmo.

Beelzebub:

Justin looked at the picture and immediately put his phone down.

“First impression is he looks like Naruto if he got his head lodged in Doritos.” —Justin

“He looks like he’s the carpet of the arcade portion of a skating rink.” —Jo

“He shouldn’t be wearing orange tones.” —Justin

Legitimately we were at a loss for words for a considerable time.  We just kept staring at it.

To start he’s got a lot going on but it feels like he looked in the mirror before leaving his room.  Not saying he did the best job but at least he looked at himself.

The jacket alone is great, but why is it fur-lined?  It throws off the urban design.

But finally some good fucking shirt.  We have mixed opinions on the triangles (I like them, Justin doesn’t but appreciates that the pattern continues on the back) but all like the cut.

Living for the necklace-bracelet combo.

Jo says the biggest problem is that there’s color-matching but in weird places and not enough of it.

Jo hates the pink belt and Justin hates the green suspenders; we concluded that one of them should have been excluded.

His choice in sneakers is not as bad as Levi’s but still not very good.  The laces shouldn’t be green.

This sounds like a lot of complaining but if he cleaned up the belts and ditched the fur it’d be a fine look.

Belphegor:

“Oh shit oh god.” —Justin

“The top half is for sleeping and the bottom half is for riding.” —Jo

Absolutely disgusting, mustard yellow pants tucked into brown lace-up combat boots?  Disgusting.

The shoes alone are nice but the mustard pants don’t work at all.  There’s no cutoff between blue and mustard.

Also he has really broad shoulders, just noticed that looking at this.  That has nothing to do with this but it does affect how his cardigan sits on him.

I personally would wear that cardigan, a hooded cardigan?  Everything I’ve ever wanted.

Justin pointed out that the button lining is weird, and the inside is a weird contrast with the pocket.  He’s right, but I think it’s an endearing mess.

Why do I look at him and feel like he needs to do laundry?  I think it’s the t-shirt.  It would have been better as a collared shirt, taking the hood off the cardigan in return.

You can’t convince me the avatar of sloth laces those boots every day, he sleeps with his shoes on and that’s a worse sin than sloth.

“The pillow’s not part of the outfit?  Oh thank god.” —Justin

Jo said we were being too mean and that it’s not the worst outfit out there, and from the waist up they’re right.

But damn Belphegor the condiment war called and they want the bottom half of their uniform back.

[lavenderslemonade]

Playing Animal Crossing While in Quarantine HC

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Pure fluff

Midoriya, Bakugou, Todoroki, Kirishima, Tamaki and Aizawa: Playing Animal Crossing With Their S/O While in Quarantine

I’ve been obsessed with animal crossing these past few days! If you want to visit my island some time or just chill, DM me and I’ll send you my switch friend code!

Also, if there’s another My Hero Academia peep you want me to do that isn’t on this list, leave me a message in my inbox and I’ll do them next! Also, please feel free to leave a comment!

Midoriya

- The two of you had the game pre-ordered and once you got it the two of you became hooked. You refuse to let Midoriya onto your island till you have everything set up how you want. However, Midoriya lets you visit his island frequently. He has a little park area on his island, a little picnic area where the two of you can have little dates since he can’t take you out on real ones.

- He won’t let you in his house. You don’t know why, but he won’t. Before you can get near it you see where he’s dug holes or blocked the entrance off with large items so you can’t get through. “Midoriya, I wanna see your house.” You state one day over the phone as you keep hitting the large fish tank he’s put in front of the door with your net.

- You finally get in one day when he accidentally takes the fish tank away when he hit the wrong button, and you just bolt inside. You hear him freaking out on the other end of the phone begging you to please not look at his house. However, it’s too late. It’s...actually not that bad. He has normal rooms much to your surprise.

- Midoriya starts chasing you around his house as you scope out what he’s done with the place. Bathroom, Kitchen, Bedroom, Living room, it’s all pretty normal. Then you get to the basement. You knew it was too good to be true. His basement is nothing but All Might. Midoriyas avatar is behind you sweating and freaking out. However, you reassure him that it’s okay, you’ve seen worse. No really, you went to Minetas island to be nice, and like I said, you’ve seen worse on that island.

- If there’s something in the Nook shop that he thinks you’d like he’ll buy it for you and surprise you with it the next time you come over. If there’s a fossil you can’t find, or one or two bugs you need for Blathers then he’ll try his hardest to find them on different islands and give them to you. If your anniversary or birthday was coming up and couldn’t spend it together during quarantine, he’ll try to come up with a surprise for you.

- You leave your switch for a few minutes to open a few gifts that your relatives had sent you through the mail, and get a piece of cake that your parent(s) got for you. You keep your switch on so Midoriya can run around your island and do as he pleases. While you’re away he begins planting flowers all around your house that he’s collected. Has a little picnic set and places it in the middle of the flowers. Luckily the flowers start to attract butterflys and different insects.

- When you come back your heart is warm from the display, and the two of you spend several hours just talking and doing little things together like collecting the bugs the flowers brought in or fishing.

Bakugou

- He has a switch, but he didn’t buy the game when it first came out. Why would he? It was too cute looking for his taste and he remembers some of the girls playing that stupid background music to help them concentrate while they studied back at UA. It drove him up a damn wall then, so why would he put himself through that torture now?

- It wasn’t till he became annoyed with you that he decided to get the game. You were one of the people that had the game pre-ordered and ever since you got it, plus went under quarantine, you’ve hardly paid Bakugou a lick of attention. He was on the phone with you trying to have a conversation, but whenever it was your turn to talk or answer a question your line was just dead. He’d call out your name snapping you out of your trance, and apologize to him due to you trying to catch a butterfly.

- It was okay the first few times it happened, but then it became annoying. How your line would be quiet then randomly “If I can’t one more fucking sea bass!” blares from your end causing Bakugou to nearly drop his phone in surprise. “Are you still playing that stupid fucking game!” He’d growl into his phone. Goes onto Amazon once the two of you get off the phone and order the game. He won’t pick up whenever you try to call him, which honestly makes you feel pretty guilty.

- However, your guilt flies out the door when you see the banner come across your screen stating a visitor was arriving. You rush to the docks to see who it is and you’re surprised to see a mini Bakugou avatar walk out of the little airport. Quickly, you grab your phone and call him. You had hit the joy emote as you waited for him to pick up, and as soon as he did you couldn’t help but squeal in excitement. “I can’t believe you got the game!” You’d state excitedly as you watch your screen.

- Then an ax appeared in his hand, making the color drain from your face. “Please don’t...” You whimper. Honestly you expected him to chop down all your tree’s, however he simply chased you for about five minutes. Once he’s cooled down he listens to you gush about all the little dates the two of you can go on, giving him a tour of your island, and even showing off the big fish you’ve caught. He’s a little irked because he’s just started the game and hasn’t caught fish as big as yours yet.

- He complains about his hate for Tom Nook. You watched as he tries to hit Toms tent with an ax to no luck. He goes around your island and shakes all the fruit out of your trees much to your displeasure though he drops his own fruit from his island in front of you stating he wants you to plant them.

- Bakugou has a shirt that looks like his hero outfit that he wears most of the time. If he’s not wearing that shirt then he has a regular black shirt with a skull on it. The Bakusquad usually visits each others island, though they don’t visit Denki’s as much since it’s about just as bad as Minetas. It’s not perverted like Minetas, but it’s not really put together well and he wears the dress that looks like it’s a bikini...

- Bakugou is known to uproot Mina’s flowers when she’s not looking to give to you later, and easily gets irritated if one of the bakusquad catches a fish he was trying to get.

- He tried to name his island Hell, but that’s not allowed. So he followed Jacksepticeyes example and named it Hel

- He has a large bed in his house so that whenever you come over you can crawl in with him and pretend that the two of you are cuddling. He has Moose on his island AND HE WANTS HIM GONE!

Todoroki

- He didn’t pre-order the game before it came out, in fact he didn’t even own a switch. He’s never really been that interested in video games, and has mostly been spending his free time reading and spending time with his siblings. You keep sending him images of fish you’ve caught, the small garden you’ve set up beside your house, and when you spotted a Wisp across the water. He could tell you were having a lot of fun, and was surprised to find out that Midoriya and the rest of Class 1-A was playing the game.

- Thus, he ordered a switch and the game so he could play with everyone. He sends a picture of his avatar once he’s gotten everything set up. Though, you’re not surprised that his character has white hair instead of red. You call him and answer any questions he has, helping him learn the ropes of the game. once he’s got a good bit of things done, and Timmy and Tommys shop has been set up, you allow him to visit your island. However, he won’t let you visit his yet.

- The two of you mostly goof around collecting bugs and fish. When the sun sets you have a bench near the edge of the water that the two of you sit on together. Todoroki starts a garden on your island just for you. Yeah, you have one that you started, but he wanted to start one where it’s just flowers he’s brought you. If he’s visiting a fellow classmates island and sees a flower he thinks you’d like or would look good in the garden, he’ll take a few thousand bells and drop it at the island owners feet before typing “I want the flower.”

- They’re not complaining because they got a dept to pay. Will go straight to your island and plant the flower.

- He has Marshal AND Raymond on his island, and honestly you feel a bit jealous. He’s converted pictures of you and the two of you together from his phone to the nintendo app so he can hang up pictures of y’all in his house. His house is honestly pretty simple, just like his dorm room. He even has a bamboo noodle slide beside his house. Actually a good chunk of his island has bamboo on it now, which doesn’t surprise you.

- The two of you actually dress up your characters to go on mini dates together. It grosses Bakugou out. “Why the fuck are y’all dressed like you’re about to go someplace fancy?!” Bakugou would type out while hitting Todoroki with a net much to his annoyance. When he’s bored Todoroki would make little outfits for you and send you the QR code. You mostly wear only what Todoroki makes now.

- He insist’s on helping you pay off your debt to Tom Nook, but you won’t let him.

Kirishima

- Like Midoriya he and you both pre-ordered the game. Surprisingly he’s played the past Animal Crossings as well. Before quarantine the two of you would actually listen to soothing animal crossing music when you study or were taking a nap. Your island is more developed than his since he doesn’t want to do the time jump cheat.

- The first room he has added onto his house is turned into a gym. He gets along so well with Tank, and usually can see his character running with Tank. Sucks at designing clothes so you designed him a Red Riot costume and emailed him the QR code. He lets you design different outfits for him and will put on little fashion shows for you. The two of you usually visit Sero and Minas island together, and sometimes Bakugou when he’s on (which is rare), and Denki’s.

- Everyone clicked the surprise emote when Denki appeared in the bikini dress. The two of you will go on fishing dates together, and if he catches a cute insect or a hard to catch fish, he’ll give it to you. One of the only things he’ll try is trying to grow a money tree, which surprisingly works.

- You logged on one day for one of your dates and he stated he had a gift for you. He’d hop off the bench y’all were sitting on and give you a huge stuffed bear from the Nook store. After that he’d take you to the town square where some of his villagers were singing Bubblegum KK.

- Has a large bed so the two of you can ‘snuggle’. His house is pretty ordinary, he keeps all his workout stuff in the back room. He’s the type that uses half his island to store the fish he’s collected to he an turn them in all at once. He’ll spend two-three days collecting fish nonstop, and then selling them to Timmy and Tommy. He see’s it as just a bit of revenge for the insane dept Tom Nook has put everyone in.

- He surprisingly pays close attention to the decor of your home. If there’s something he thinks you’ll like, he’ll build it and then change it’s color so it can fit with your homes aesthetic. Both of you download the nintendo switch app and convert photos of yourselves to put in your homes. He wants to go visit Tamaki, but you try to convince him not to since you know he’ll probably cause the older boy to have an anxiety attack with how hyper he is on the game.

- The two of you decided to be nice and visit Mineta’s island a.k.a “Hentai Island”. As soon at the two of you read the title you knew you were in trouble. His avatar frequently wears a shirt that has abs on it, and somehow it’s more disturbing than Denki’s Bikini dress. He tries to flirt with you in the game “Do I look manly enough for you now (y/n)?” you can basically hear him salivating from the other side of the screen.

- After that you and Kirishima vow never to go back. He’s not allowed on either of your islands either. Kirishima allowed him over once and he just kept staring at one of the pixel images of you Kirishima has on his wall. Luckily, while he was over Kirishima accidentally shook some wasps from a tree, and while he was running away they attacked Mineta.

Tamaki

- Both of you were too busy to pre-order the game, but Fatgum knew how much both you and Tamaki enjoyed Animal Crossing. He had actually caught the two of you playing on your break on your 3DS’s. He knew that some much was going on in your lives due to it being your final school year, plus the ordeal with saving Eri. Thus, he pre-ordered two of the games as a surprise for the two of you.

- However, due to not knowing when you’d get quarantined, once the games arrived he personally mailed them out to the both of you along with a little letter. When the two of you got your copies, you were surprised and ecstatic. Both of you sent a thank you text to Fatgum and began playing right away. Both of you spent a few days to yourselves, wanting to get your island organized and to surprise each other. You tried catching all the butterflies you could to give to Blathers and make the museum’s butterfly garden as nice as it could be!

- Neither you or Tamaki time jump since you want to experience the full calming effect of Animal Crossing. Tamaki honestly feels a bit intimidated by  Bam, but he loves Fuchsia. When the two of you finally visit he each other, you insist on going to his island first. He has flowers all around Fuchsia’s home and you could see a few buds sprouting around the new homes that were being built, his way of welcoming his new villagers.

- He’s made a large garden for you at the top of his island, where none of the villagers can really disturb the two of you. Because there’s nothing more awkward than Tamaki spending time with his S/O in a romantic setting and then trying to take them to the secret spot he set up just for Dom to be sitting on the bench meant for the two of you. He doesn’t want to be mean to the villager, however, watches from the side as you pull out your net and start thwacking Dom with it till he moves.

- Tamaki watched Dom leave, before joining you on the bench, and deciding to send the sheep some flowers as an apology for making him move. But like, it was a mini date for the two of you and he really wanted to watch the meteor shower with you from that said spot. And the end of the night you give him the outdoor picnic set you needed cherry blossom petals to make.

- On your island you tried your best to collect as many butterflies as you could along with a few other insects and koi for aesthetics to surprise Tamaki with. He’s honestly shocked with home many butterflies you had caught. With the time frame of some of them it means you’ve probably been up early in the morning to late at night trying to catch specific ones. Blathers probably has nightmares now about butterflies.

- Both of you aren’t really big fans of Tom Nook, but Tamaki loves Isabelle, Timmy and Tommy. Whenever Mirio and Nejire visit, it’s chaotic. The two of you will be chilling in the town square watching Marina sing into the mic that Tamaki set up for her, meanwhile Mirio and Nejire are chasing each other with nets and beating each other over the head. Mirio accidentally plucked one of Tamaki’s flower hybrids and Tamaki quickly clicked the distressed emote.

- Tamaki takes very good care of his plant life, literally going around and watering them everyday. So you were able to replicate the hybrid and planted it in the spot where Mirio had accidentally plucked the other one.

Aizawa

- Due to your busy schedules, Aizawa has a switch lite that he plays on when he’s taking breaks at school or when he’s just resting at home. Meanwhile you have a full on switch. Both of you pre-ordered the game and play it side by side at home. Aizawa is pretty resourceful with his materials, keeping things in his storage as to not waste room and going out to collect more stuff.

- His first two villagers were Rudy and Pashmina. You watched as his eye lit up at Rudy, knowing your boyfriend was crazy for cats. He tries to follow things step by step, collecting items to sell and pay off Tom Nook and steadily becoming frustrated with the more dept the damn raccoon put him in. Meanwhile, you’re using the time jump cheat to get things done quicker and make your island look like legit paradise.

- You’ve went to his island to find him catching fish and trying to give it to Rudy. He doesn’t really use emotes. A good bit of the time you see that he’s online, thus when you go to visit his island you’re surprised to see he’s not greeting you at the docks. You go to his house and you’re not surprised to find his avatar asleep on the bed. You go to the living room to see your boyfriend passed out on the couch, his switch resting against his chest as he snoozes away.

- You frequently bop him in the head with your net when you want attention, because he’s usually focused on completing tasks for Tom Nook and selling items to Timmy and Tommy. You finally stop when he pulls out an ax and just stares at you. You peek up from your switch in your chair in the living room and just see Aizawa glaring at you from the couch. “...I love you.” You’d state with the most innocent look you can muster.

- Barold moves onto Aizawa’s island and AIZAWA WANTS HIM GONE. You’d noticed online how the character had been getting a fair amount of disapproval, but it couldn’t be that bad. Well, Aizawa led you to Barolds house and you were amazed to see the surveillance stuff he has up, and you agree with Aizawa. Boi gotta go.  

- You decide to mess with him one day so you send all his students his switch friendship code, and Momo helps you design the schools uniform for the students. Some even make their hero costumes. When he gets on one evening he’s horrified to see all his students sitting in classroom chairs in the center of his island. Some of the villagers are passing by trying to talk to them, and you’re chilling on a bench. You walk over to your boyfriend and pull out a party popper and spray confetti over him yelling “Surprise! They wouldn’t pay attention on Zoom, so I thought they’d pay attention on here!”

- He just stares you down from his side of the bed. You refuse to look up from your switch to meet his irritated gaze.

- You’re not allowed on his island for a week.

[cloudninetonine]

Follow the light

Chapter 1

Synopsis: A Genshin impact/Avatar x fem!reader

A/N: INSTANT SECOND CHAPTER. Also, some stuff from my previous post about this crossover is probs gonna change

I do not own the Genshin Impact or Avatar franchise

Warnings

“Let’s try it again”

Nodding, you took a deep breath, focusing yourself on your actions as you began to move. 

Light on your feet, just like the leaf, if you meet resistance, you must be able to spiral away at a moment’s notice, move like the wind, move like you’re free.

Tsering had practically drilled that into you when you began to learn airbending. ‘It was a must’, she had told you, sending a blast of wind into the the spinning death trap- I mean, into the spinning gates, ‘if you are to be the Avatar you must know how to air bend, even if your power is just that of an average bender as of now’

She was right, of course, but the thought of helping restore Raava’s power and find your brother itched at your mind constantly, kept you awake at night as you practiced your moves, occupied your thoughts when you ate, never had you been so desperate to leave the temple.

Despite that, the thought of leaving these people caused your chest to burn, like you had been stabbed right in the heart with the intent to kill. These people had become family to you, on level with your brother, they cared for you and you cared for them, so you knew when it finally came time to leave, which if you were correct, would be a few days from now, you would shed tears.

You would be alone and it scared you.

“Much better” Tsering clapped, as did the other four nuns, the leading nuns, when you finally ceased, bright smile on your face “You’re improving every day, I’d say you could become a master in just a few more years”

You placed your hands behind you back, rocking on your heels “Would I be able to get my tattoos if I did?”

She smiled back “Of course, you’re considered a nomad after all”

A familiar squeaky voice piped up from your left “Paimon thinks you could improve in your stance”

You sent Paimon the stink eye “You can’t even bend, elf”

“Excuse you! Paimon doesn’t need to bend to know you’re stance stinks-”

“Alright you two, no need to fight” Another nun, Nun Palmo laughed, “(Name), you are dismissed, remember to keep training and if you need help, you only need to ask”

With a ‘thank you!’ and quick bow, you headed off with Paimon for your daily walk around the temple.

“Paimon was only joking earlier, you’ve really improved, your bending was pretty flawless! Though, Paimon noticed that you looked a bit distracted, is everything okay?”

Paimon, the ever so observant, when food wasn’t involved, or when she wasn’t talking, or when she was just...herself. The spirit seemed to know you well enough to notice the shift in your attitude as you bent, mind fogged up over other matters that you didn’t need to think about at that moment.

“Yes, Pai, I’m fine, it’s just…” You searched for the words “I’m starting my journey in a few days and I know Raava is here with me but...I’m going to be alone when I travel so I’m nervous. I’ve never travelled by myself before, my brother’s always been with me so….”

A sigh fell from your lips. “It’s stupid-”

“No it isn’t!” Paimon leaned in close, shaking her fists in exaggeration “Being alone is a big deal! Paimon knows from experience that it sucks being by yourself, so, Paimon’s decided to accompany you on your journey! She am a spirit of guidance after all!”

Your head snapped towards her “Wait...seriously?”

“Seriously!”

The grin that spread across your face was contagious, the spirit mirroring your expression as you hugged her tightly, both of you laughing. “Thank you, Paimon, thank you!”

“No need for thanks!....Actually, keep it coming”

Your heart filled with warmth.

You wouldn’t be alone.

The day came faster than you had expected. As cheesy as it sounded, it had only felt like yesterday when Raava had first spoken with you and the two of you had merged, but it had been just over four months with air bending training being a subject for every single day. A mix of grueling and fun, because learning how to fly using a glider brought you back to earlier days with your wings, but getting your arse kicked by spinning gates, falling from far heights when you mess up your bending- not as fun.

A sort of leaving party had been held the night before, a great buffet for you hard work and just fun games to play with your newly aquired airbending skills. (Tsering had beaten you 5 against 1 in Airball and even then, you were sure she had given you the last one out of pity)

You were changed in your older clothes this time, pulling on your gloves and boots, looking yourself in the mirror in your room the last time. It was weird, seeing yourself in your travelling attire when for the past few years you had been dressed in the familiar orange, yellow and reds of air culture, it only further settled as a reminder that you were leaving today.

You had successfully held back the tears till this point.

“(Name)” Glancing towards your door, Tsering stood with her hands clasped together, a small smile on her beautiful features “Are you ready?”

“Uh, yes!” Fumbling for your bag, you made your way over “I’m- I’m ready”

“Good, but before that” Pulling something from behind her back, she presented it to you “You earned this”

Sat within her palms was an airbending staff, accompanied by your familiar red sash that you supported on your clothes previous. You stood in awe as the elder airbender tied the sash around you, tightening it gently before grasping your cheek, stroking it softly with her thumb. “I will miss you, (Name)”

Tears finally pushed through, eyes glazing over as you engulfed the woman in a tight hug, face shoved into her chest. “I’ll miss you too, Tsering”

Ten minutes later, you were heading towards the bison, specifically your bison, one you had befriended by accident and now considered one of your lifelong pals. You hadn’t meant to bond with him, only airbenders received bison, but you had stumbled upon the ordeal when exploring and he just didn’t seem to care about anyone else. Tsering had let you have him without much argument and smiled when you named him Viator, something she didn’t quite understand back then but now was a completely different story.

“Food has been packed for you, along with water, spare clothes and other necessities” Paimon was already sitting upon Viator’s back, munching on what you guessed was something from breakfast, when you jumped onto the bison’s head, stroking through his fur with love. “Be safe, (Name) and please know, you may return whenever you wish”

“Thank you, Tsering. Thank you everyone, you showed me kindness for all these years and treated me as one of your own. I’ll miss you all so much but I promise I will come back” With a commanding ‘Yip, yip’ Viator had pushed himself off the ground “Farewell everyone!”

The younger airbender girls screamed their goodbyes, waving their hands wildly while the older nuns bowed, sending waves once you began to disappear West, towards the mainland of Teyvat.

Finally, your journey began.

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“Look, there it is!”

It had taken an entire day, much faster than you had originally expected and you couldn’t have been more grateful for the existence of sky bison. 

From your point, you could see giant cliffs, a small, sandy bay sat beneath them with a path that led deeper into the mainland, your bison following it when you finally hit the shoreline.

“Did Raava say anything about the statues, like, how to even get the power in the first place?”

You shook your head “No, so I’ll just have to see once we find one- woah”

It had taken only five minute to reach a clearing and boy, was it a sight to behold. Cliffs surrounded the area in a crescent shape, the valley holding a plethora of beautiful trees ranging from the famous forest green to autumn time orange. Beyond it stood a city of stone, laid within a sparkling blue lake, Mondstadt you believed. Dead center sat a small isle within the valley, containing just the thing you were looking for.

“That was quick”

Viator grew closer, groaning when you called ‘Yip, yip!’ to drop the lot of you onto the tiny piece of land, Paimon clapping her hands excitedly.

“Oh!” She cried in delight “That’s the statue of the Anemo Archon, Barbatos! He’s the spirit of Air!”

Floating down, you jogged up the statue with your companion following behind, eyeing the tall structure with intrigued eyes when you finally stood before it, glancing around it briefly before Paimon spoke up.

“What now?”

You shrugged “I...touch it?”

“Paimon..agrees?”

Delicate hands reached out, brushing against the golden plaque molded into the botton of the monument when a beautiful glow was produced from the carved diamond patterns, both you and Paimon gasping in surprise as a heavenly sounded resonated through the area, the glow winding up the statue and forming into a beautiful light orb within the hands of the figure head. Slowly, the ball floated down towards you, like a leaf in the wind, then flew into your chest, a feeling of weightlessness flowing through your entire being.

You glanced over yourself.

“Was...that it?”

Paimon huffed “You know, that’s kind of rude to say about the power the Archon just gave you!”

“I didn’t mean it like that-”

A brilliant light flashed before your eyes, blinding you, the whole surrounding scene blurring away. You threw your hands over your face, protecting yourself from the harsh brightness when it faded as soon as it came, the sound of nature that once encircled you now replaced with a deafening silence.

“(Name)”

You turned towards the voice, smiling “Raava”

The spirit flew towards you, you once again lending your hand out only to notice the slight difference within the being.

“You’re bigger” You noted in excitement, watching her wind up your arm “Have I already restored some of your power that fast? If so, this’ll be easy-peasy”

“You mustn't underestimate this journey, (Name)” She spoke with a wisdom that you hadn’t experienced for what felt like lifetimes, your body straightening up in response to her tone “We have only just begun and the road will only grow more treacherous as we push forward. Not everyone will be so supporting in our quest”

A sigh escaped you “Yeah, you’re right, nothing is ever that easy. I wish we had more help though”

“You are not alone in this, (Name)”

“I know, I’ve got you, Pai, Viator-”

“That is not what I meant”

The noise of confusion you made was cut short at the sound of….wind? It grew louder with it second, until the whisper because a magnificent howl, collecting around the two of you before bursting outwards, forms of multiple figures appearing from the darkness.

“Air nomads?” You glanced around at them all “Wait, not just air nomads”

“No, each is an air nomad in their own right” The multiple air nomads eyes snapped opening, revealing a familiar white glow “Not every nomad is in touch with their culture, some fade away, whether that be from their own choice or anothers, while others stick with air custom”

It hit you.

“Past air nation Avatars….” There were so many, you couldn’t keep count! They even faded into the far distance of this mind space! You had known there had been plenty of Avatars but seeing this much was just...wow “But, I don’t get it, the Avatar cycle was destroyed. Wouldn’t the Avatars have vanished? Like in that Water tribe….Korra, like in Korra’s era”

But then again, Tsering had told you that the following Avatar, an Earth Kingdom boy named Genji you believed, had somehow restored the previous Avatars despite the new cycle. No one ever found out how, but no one really cared, they were just grateful for the Avatar.

“I, as well, am not sure why they are returning” The spirit glanced around before facing you once again, sliding further up to reach eye level “Perhaps it is our connection? Your own spirit? Or maybe it is just luck that they return, but they will help you in your journey, they will be your guides alongside me”

You grinned “Good to know I have more backup”

“(Name)!!!!”

The voice of Paimon echoed around you, concern evident in her voice and you glanced around, trying to find her.

“It is time for you to return, but you can always find us again”

The world around you began to fade, the past avatars disappearing within the darkness along with the spirit.

Paimon sighed in relief when the glow finally dissipated from your eyes, you blinking a few times then glanced towards her with an apologetic smile.

“You can’t just go all Avatar on Paimon like that!” She chided like a mother, waggling her finger at you “Paimon wasn’t sure if what happened was worrying or not!”

“Sorry, Pai, didn’t mean to worry you”

She huffed, floating back to Viator “Let’s just continue on, Paimon thinks we should head over into Mondstadt!”

You hopped onto your bison, patting his head “Why, Mondstadt?”

“It’s the city of Wind of course! Poetry and language flow like the wind, so there must be someone who knows about your brother! At least that what’s Paimon thinks”

“Sounds like a good start, yip- huh?!”

A large shadow cast over you, a bellious roar sounding through the valley, deep, thunderous and strong. Glancing upwards, you both watched as a giant creature, with beautiful blue fathers flew overhead, aimed towards the heart of the forest that laid ahead.

“What was that?!” You cried as Viator groaned in alarm, Paimon looking as spooked as you felt “Paimon!?”

“A dragon! We’ve gotta be careful!”

Dragon? What a weird dragon indeed. You had seen quite a few in your lifetime, exploring different worlds with your brother meant you got to experience a whole lot of different things, dragons were no exception. They differed in different worlds, some violent, some passive, some young and naive some old and wise, but one thing that tended to stay the same was that their appetite was a meaty one and when you glanced down at Viator, you decided to take a cautious step for your furry companion.

“Paimon, stay here with Viator” Opening up your staff, you hopped off your animal and flew in the direction of the forest. Your friend called after you, voice high with panic as she begged you to come back, but you weren’t listening, no, you were focused on keeping the people close to you safe, even if that meant fighting a dragon, which you knew for certain you weren’t ready for.

The forest was practically silent compared to the valley. The sound of life that played within the sun had dimmed with the looming trees of oak, muffling the wind that blew through the perfect path that had been carved through the nature with perfect precision, it’s goal on leading to Mondstadt clear with each tentative step you took that lead to where you had seen the great beast land.

‘I wish I had my sword’ Such words shouldn’t come to a nomad, you knew that to be true, but you had lived through battle after battle with your brother for so long, the weight of the blade, the leather of it’s handle, it had been burned into the skin of your hand many times ago. Guilt boiled within you during your years with the nuns, how could you think of fighting while surrounded by such peaceful people? But then again, you could take a warrior from war, but not war from a warrior.

“Don’t be afraid. It’s alright now, I’m back”

You pushed your back against the nearest tree, glancing around it’s wide trunk at the scene.

The dragon was great, indeed. Coloured in an array of blues, from aquatic to deep ocean, feathers and furs adorned it’s body, tipping the tail, decorating it’s wings, lining it’s belly but ended at it’s claws, replaced with silvery scales that reflected the light of the day. From it’s back, however, protruded two tainted purple crystals, that you could sense, all the way from your hidden spot, held nothing but a dark energy that made your skin crawl. The creature’s sheer size was intimidating enough, especially compared to the boy who stood before it, but those crystals- wait.

Only then did you finally notice, too focused on the dragon to see the small male who held his hands out towards it. Sure, you had heard the voice earlier, but the blue beast’s appearance had overshadowed it, though now, you saw him, clear as day and your thoughts screamed about how such a small, fragile looking human could stand tall before such an intimidating animal-

A shout echoed through the forest, a familiar high shout that made you groan inwardly when the dragon let out an ear piercing shriek, swiping towards the boy only for him to jump back to your relief, snapping his head towards you direction, then disappear in a flashing light, the dragon leaving along with him into the sky with a final roar for extra effect.

You glared back at Paimon, panicked stricken face frozen in terror atop Viator’s head, who had tucked into himself at the appearance of the other animal.

“Really, Paimon?!” Running over, you soothed your bison softly “I told you to stay put! What if that dragon attacked?!”

“Paimon- uh- Paimon….” The spirit stumbled over her words for a few moments, when she noticed something within the short distance of where the dragon had been perched “What’s that?”

On closer inspection, it appeared to be a floating crystal, shaped eerily similar to a teardrop which glowed a crimson red, screaming an aura of negativity and…

“Sorrow” You hesitated when you reached out, but ultimately grasped it between your fingers gently “You can feel it right? That sorrow from it?”

“Yeah, almost like spiritual energy but just...sad, really sad” Frowning, Paimon turned towards you “Paimon feels kinda sad now too”

“Yeah, me too”

A cloth emerged from your pocket with a tug, the crimson glow disappearing under the raggedy brown of the material as you wrapped it carefully before stuffing it a bag on Viator’s back.

“Take care of this, will you bud?”

The animal groaned.

“Thanks”

Hopping down, you grasped Viator’s reins and continued down the dirt path.

“So, Mondstadt?”

It didn’t take long to reach the end of the woodland’s winding path. The once dense forestry parting way to a clear road to that great city that stood proud a few acres away, towering cliffs decorating your left for quite a way while to your right laid the beautiful crystal blue waves of what Paimon called Lake Cider.

A strange name, you had to admit, but your spirit friend’s explanation of the city’s famous winery industry only seemed to make it fit.

“-If we ask around, we’ll find some information! Oh, this city is famous for bards! So we can definitely-”

“Hey, you! Stop right there!”

Another threat?

Caution was thrown into the wind and you raced into action, pulling forth your staff in a defensive stance and ready to protect your companions with every last inch of you. Viator seemed to feel the same, as his large frame grew closer to you, towering in size with a guttural growl that even shook you slightly, bearing giant teeth.

Paimon merely fell behind, cowering away nervously.

‘Wow, thanks a lot Pai-’

A figure flew overhead, leaping off one of the shorter cliff sides and descending down to the dirt before you, rolling for safety then bouncing back up on their feet.

Long, dark brown hair, lively golden eyes, fair skin and covered head to toe in red.

Fire nation perhaps? Nun Tsering did say that descendants were fond of the colour.

“May the Anemo archon protect your stanger-...” She started, face kind but guarded until she fell upon your sash and bison “Ah! You’re an Air nomad! I am so sorry!”

Then she bowed, deep and apologetic and you sent Paimon a side eyed glance when she floated back to your side.

“Mondstadt is the city of wind and considered air nation territory” She whispered, “Monks and Nuns are highly respected, well, everywhere, but much higher here. You’re basically considered royalty”

You nodded in understanding before approaching the girl “Hey, it’s okay! It was an honest mistake! What’s your name? Mine’s (Name). This is my spirit guide, Paimon and my bison, Viator”

The younger woman bounced back up, narrowingly missing your head with her own while she stumbled over herself, finally findinger her words as she saluted (?) towards you all, forming a fist on her chest then being thrown outside, hand flattening by her side “Yes, of course! I am Amber, Outrider for the Knights of Favonius. I would like to personally welcome you to Mondstadt, dear Nun and once again apologise for my rude approach”

“Like I said, it was just a mistake!” Laughing, you bowed “It’s nice to meet you, Amber”

Amber paused for a moment, eyes wide then bowed in return “Likewise, Nun (Name)”

“You don’t need to call me that! I’m only a...nun-in-training, really, so, (Name) is just fine”

“Are you sure? It seems impolite to call you that, even if you’re only in training!”

From the sidelines, Paimon smiled.

The spirit had been informed by Nun Tsering of your inner conflict when you had first stumbled into this world. How hard it had been to open up, how you had struggled to interact with the others nuns, always so closed off and scared, the festering feeling of abandonment brewing a deep rooted fear of interaction, lest any person you may come across would be the next to leave you in the dust, by their own will or not.

When Paimon had first arrived, you had still struggled with that fear, even now if was still visible, if you looked close enough, but she knew she didn’t have to worry as much now, you were doing so much better and seeing you grow more confident made pride bloom in her chest, where her heart would be if she were human.

“Please-” Amber gestured over to Mondstadt, “Allow me to escort you to our city”

“Are you sure? If you’re a knight, you’re probably out here for a reason and I don’t want to get in the way of that”

“Not to worry, my duties have been fulfilled for today, so taking you to Mondstadt wouldn’t be much trouble”

With a smile, you nodded and off your little group ventured.

The walk to the city wasn’t long, no, only 5 minutes at least, filled with friendly chit chatter between you, Amber and Paimon, your bison huffing for your attention like he usually loved to do when your focus shifted. The knight looked ecstatic when you offered her a ride some time, bouncing up and down excitedly then engulfing the beast in a hug.

You liked her attitude, her excitement. It reminded you of simpler times and on a more somber note, of Aether. He always was kinda like the sun, even when you two bickered like normal siblings did, he kept on that lightened aura that just kept you from staying mad at him, a smile surfacing on your face while he cheered in accomplishment, a small tease of ‘You know you love me!’ before you smacked him right around the head and your famous fist fights ensued, the ones you always won.

You missed your squabbles, you his light, you missed him, but you had to remind yourself that this was the start of your journey to finding your brother and you would be reunited one day.

The guards bowed when you finally entered the city, as did the seemingly grumpy blacksmith you passed, the flower girl, the adventure guild receptionist, the jeweller- everyone and you did the polite thing of bowing back.

“You’re attracting quite the crowd already!” Amber laughed, the many citizens watching your group with wide gazes “It’s only natural though, I’m sure Paimon’s already told you that Nun and Monks are regarded highly in the city of wind!”

“Yup! Paimon made sure it was the first thing she knew!” You were positive the spirit ignored your stink eye, “So, who do we speak with about missing person posters?”

“Well, it’s best to speak with Master Jean, if you come with me I’ll show you the way! Here, I’ll give you a little tour around too!”

“That sounds great!” You glanced back to Viator, who stood patiently beyond the gates and watched you with soft eyes. “Stay here, bud! I’ll come back soon- and with some hay!”

The great beast groaned, waddling off somewhere beyond the gate and leaving the three of you to wander deeper into the city.

With each step you took, you felt as though you were being watched with the familiar sensation of eyes pinpointed onto you, though, it seemed... unwelcoming, their stare burning holes into your form. For a moment you glanced around, Amber and Paimon too distracted with talking to notice your focus shift. It didn’t take long to find the perpetrator, a man with long red locks, a few yards away, glaring at you with arms crossed.

You noted to yourself to look for the man later.

“Hey, isn’t that Barbatos?” Gaze shifting once again, your look upon the grande statue before Mondstadt’s church, a figure akin to an angel with long robes, wings and hands out, cupped towards the sky “You know, Paimon remembers him wearing less clothes”

The knight shared a disturbed look with you.

You didn’t really need that mental image.

“The headquarters is right over here-”

There was an instant shift in the air. 

The sky darkened with malicious grey clouds, hiding away the bright summer’s sun and replacing it with only a layer of doom, the wind picking up harsher undertones.

“The sky…”

There it was again. 

The dragon from the Whispering Woods.

It raced towards the city, circling it’s borders ominously while growling a thunderous and threatening growl before erupting into a blood curdling screech, the noise bringing forth a miniature cyclone along with powerful tornadoes. 

The people of the city screamed in fear, rushing around to escape the attack, parents crying for children, knights ordering for citizens to take cover, animals yowling out their own grievances, utter chaos reigned and you felt panic at the thought of Viator alone, waiting for you patiently where you left him.

“I have to go get Viator!” You were already sprinting back to the gates “I can’t leave him alone like this!”

Amber raced after you.

How had this happened so fast? And why when you had just arrived? What was going!? Only moments ago you were touring the city towards the Knights of Favonius headquarters and now this!

“Paimon thinks that the tornado is getting too close!” She was right, it was practically on your heels! “Hurry! Or we’ll get caught up!”

If only it had been that easy.

Amber had tried, you had seen her panic as you felt the pull of the powerful wind current begin to drag you closer, she had reached out, grabbing your staff with strength only adrenaline could cause, trying hard to keep you grounded but you could see it was for naught, as her feet slipped against the stone and the fear she would also get sucked in plagued you.

You made a rash, last minute decision.

“Get Viator!” Her eyes met yours “And take care of my staff!”

You let go and watched her horrified face as you were sucked into the winding wind.

It was terrifying, you had no idea what way was up and what way was down, left was right and right was left. Paimon was screaming, something you couldn’t hear in your throat crushing fear, curled into a ball and eyes shut tightly, hoping for it to end soon. If only you had your wings, if only Aether was here, if only...

“Ravaa” Your own whimpering could not be heard beyond the screaming of the wind, but you begged that the spirit still heard you. “Please, I’m scared”

A beat passed.

The wind still roared.

Another beat passed.

The screams of citizens still echoed through Mondstadt.

Then another.

And your eyes snapped open, glowing a brilliant white.

[leossmoonn]

mind games [part nine]

masterlist | part eight | part ten

zuko x fem!reader fluff, angst smau (it has the social media elements, but not as much as the last series)

avatar: the last airbender

summary - being zuko’s best friend is the easiest thing in the world. until he gets a girlfriend and you realize you’re in love with him

warnings / includes  (this counts for any/all chapters) - fighting, suggestive, language, crying, alcohol, cheating, talk about injuries, making out, alluding to sex, talks about sex. you are sokka and katara’s older sister. you, mai, and zuko are seniors in college, sokka and suki are juniors, katara, aang, and toph are sophomores.

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“hi, what can i get for you today?” you smiled. 

“i’d like a sticky bun and green tea, please,” your customer, who was a middle-aged woman, ordered.

you wrote down on your notepad, reaching down to grab her menu. “alright, coming right up.”

you walked back to behind the counter, getting out a sticky bun from the display case and warming up some water. as you waited, the doors to the JD opened. a familiar smell wafted through the restaurant and you couldn’t help but turn you head. a smile coming onto your face as you saw jet standing in the entrance, carrying a bouquet of flowers. 

“jet! what’re you doing here?” you asked, pouring hot water into a cup and placing tea leaves. 

“a boyfriend can’t come and surprise his girlfriend with flowers at her job?” jet grinned, holding the flowers out to you. 

“i gotta get this order out, then i’ll be with you, okay?” you said. you picked up the cup and plate, but katara snatched them out of your hand. 

“i got this, y/n. you go say hi to your boyfriend,” she grinned, taking over the food. 

you chuckled and went over to jet. “let’s go and sit down.”

he followed you to a corner booth, sitting very close to you once you got settled. 

“so, what brings you here today?” you asked. 

“today is our 3 month anniversary, so i just wanted to surprise you,” jet explained.

your eyes widened, “oh, god… is today our 3 months?”

jet furrowed his brows. “yeah… i-”

you started to laugh, cutting him off. he frowned, more confusion written on his face. 

“what-why are you laughing?” he asked. you smirked, putting your hand on his. 

“because your face was priceless!” you giggled. “oh, so you didn’t forget?” he asked. 

you shook your head and leaned into him. “of course not. i would never forget, baby.”

“oh, good. i mean, it would be fine if you did, i know you’re busy,” jet shrugged. 

“i’m never too busy for you,” you grinned, closing the gap between you two.

you kissed him with desire and passion, your hand dropping down from his hand to his thigh. he smiled into the kiss, snaking his hand on your hip, gripping you through your apron and jeans. 

“mmm, we have to stop,” you breathed out as you pulled away. 

“we’ll do more tonight,” jet grinned. “ooh, what’s the plan?” you asked. 

“i am taking you out,” he said. “wow, what a man,” you poked his arm teasingly. 

“you know me. i like to treat you,” he winked. 

“mhm, and you do it well,” you giggled, leaning in to give him another kiss. 

“y/n, you have to get back to work,” zuko’s voice sounded in front of you.

you pulled away immediately, your face going red. 

“sorry,” you chuckled. “when shall i get ready?” you turned back to jet. 

“whenever your shift is done. i’ll be picking you up at 6,” he answered. 

“sounds good. thank you so much for the flowers and the visit. i can’t wait to see you tonight,” you smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“you, too,” he smiled, getting up out of the seat. “nice seeing you, zuko,” jet said as he walked past. 

“yeah, you, too,” zuko nodded, still looking at you.

you stood up, adjusting your clothes and grabbing the bouquet. 

“what’s got your undies in a twist?” you asked zuko. “nothing,” he shrugged. 

“oh, c’mon, we just made up a week ago. don’t shut me out now,” you pouted. 

zuko couldn’t help but smile at your puppy dog face. “it’s just that mai has never visited me at work or anything.”

you frowned. “oh… well, do you want a flower?” you asked and plucked one out from your bouquet. 

“ah, no thanks. these are yours.” zuko said. “go ahead and take it. you deserve something nice, even if it’s not from your girlfriend,” you smiled. 

you held out the flower and zuko took it slowly. 

“thanks, y/n. mai could learn a thing or two from you,” zuko joked. 

“well, she doesn’t really seem like the affectionate type,” you snorted. 

“yeah,” zuko sighed. “well, don’t fear. just keep giving her love and eventually, hopefully, she’ll give you it back,” you smiled.

“hopefully,” zuko gave you a small smile. 

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“where you two going?” toph asked. 

“i have no idea. somewhere nice, i assume,” you shrugged, putting in hoop earrings. 

“are you two gonna have sex?” suki asked. you scoffed, “i’m not answering that.”

“so, yes?” she giggled. “no-maybe? i don’t know,” you shrugged. 

“have you two slept with each other yet?” katara asked. 

“no,” you shook your head. “not even oral? damn, you two are missing out,” toph laughed. 

your eyes widened. “we have done oral! just not like, intercourse. ugh, this is such a weird conversation.”

“it’s not! we’re your girlfriends, you’re supposed to tell us everything,” katara said. 

“not everything,” you muttered. you stepped away fro the mirror, checking yourself out before you left. 

“he’s definitely gonna wanna smash you in that,” suki smirked. 

“i hate you all,” you grumbled. 

“we love you, too,” toph grinned. 

you couldn’t help but smile. you heard a knock at the door and you went to walk out of your room. 

“have fun!” katara called out. “will do. thanks, guys,” you smiled back at them before walking down the stairs. 

you opened the door, grinning brightly as you saw jet at the door with a polar dog plushie and a red, velvet box. he was wearing a purple dress shirt with black slacks, a dark purple bow tie around his neck. he looked very different than usual. Still handsome, just more classy. 

“hello, sexy,” you smirked. “i should be saying that to you. you look gorgeous,” he eyed your body that was in a tight-fitting, blue dress and black heels. 

“thank you. i try,” you shrugged shamelessly. “and you never fail to impress. are you ready to go?” he asked. 

“yep,” you nodded, stepping out of the house and locking the door behind you.

you walked to his car, jet opening the door for you. you stepped in, thanking him as he shut the door. he then went over to his side and once he got settled in, he went to give you your gifts.

“thank you for the plushie,” you smiled as you hugged it. 

“you’re welcome. it’s not just a regular stuffed animal, though. you can heat it up or freeze it to help with muscle aches or your period cramps,” jet explained. 

your eyes widened, “woah, wait. seriously? oh, my god. this is so cool! i love you so much.”

jet’s eyes flew wide open. “w-what did you say?” 

you furrowed your brows, “i said it’s really cool and… oh. i-i said i love you.”

jet gulped visibly. “d-do you mean it?” you smiled at him, intertwining your fingers with his. 

“of course i do,” you cooed. “i’ve just never said it until now. you don’t have to say back if you’re not ready, though. it just kinda came to me naturally, i guess.”

jet shook his head furiously. “no, no. i-i am ready. i was actually planning on saying it after the home-cooked meal i made.”

“you cooked for me?” you awed. “well, yeah, i know how much you love my meals,” he smiled.

“hm, i do. you know me so well,” you poked. 

jet chuckled, “of course i do. and i love you. so, so much.”

“hm, i’m glad,” you giggled. “here’s my gift to you.” you pulled out a few boxes from your purse. 

“oh, you shouldn’t have,” jet said. “oh, please. you would have definitely cried if i didn't give you a gift,” you scoffed, handing the boxes to him. 

jet chuckled as he opened the bigger one. he held up a jersey that you had gotten custom-made for him. 

“i-is this…. my number?” he asked, looking at the back and seeing his basketball number and last name. 

“yep,” you smiled. “i know a few of your friends have their jersey’s still and you don’t have yours anymore, so i decided to make one for you. i know how much you loved playing basketball in high school and i know how much you loved the jersey.”

“i do. thank you so much. this is definitely going up on my wall,” he smiled big, leaning into kiss you on the cheek. 

“you’re welcome. open the other one. this one is more of like an our-gift thing,” you explained. “be careful, it’s fragile, too.”

he nodded, opening the package gently. he smiled as he saw a collage of photos from your first date to your last date a few weeks ago. 

“this is really cute,” he gushed, looking at the 20 photos of you. 

“i think so, too. i made myself one also. it’s hanging up in my room,” you chuckled.

“i’ll make sure to hang these up on my wall high and proud,” he said. 

“good. so, i saw you have a box for me, too?” you asked. 

“yes, yes,” he smiled. he handed you it. 

you opened it excitedly, seeing that he had bought you charm bracelet and matching anklet. 

“these are so cute, thank you,” you smiled. “help me put these on?”

jet nodded and took out the bracelet, clipping it to your wrist. he then took the anklet, reaching down. his fingers skimmed the bare skin on your legs, making your whole body light on fire. you eyed him carefully as he clipped the piece of jewellery around your ankle. after he clipped the anklet, he stayed in this position, his eyes snaking up to you. 

butterflies overwhelmed your stomach as he licked his lips seductively. the action caused you to have a full-body shiver.

“jet, we should go to your apartment,” you suggested. 

“we should. are you hungry?” he asked, sitting back again. 

“very,” you said. “me, too,” his eyes went dark. 

you smiled bashfully and turned your head away, looking to your feet. jet drove you to his place, his hand resting on your thigh the whole ride, slowly going up with each passing second. 

you wiggled in your seat. feeling the warmth grow under your dress. you felt like you knew what was going to happen to night. your heart started to race with just thinking about it. it wasn’t like it was your first time, but it would be your first time with jet. despite all the nerves you were feeling, you were excited to see where this night would take you. you trusted jet immensely and was ready to consent to whatever was going to happen. 

the sexual tension in the car grew so thick, by the time you got your foot in his house, jet smashed his lips onto yours. you moaned quietly in surprise, your arms wrapping around his neck. you entangled your fingers into his hair, kissing him roughly. 

jet kicked the door closed and locked in quickly, then walking you backwards inside. 

“do you want to eat real food or go upstairs?” jet pulled away. 

you looked into his eyes, your pupils wide and full of lust. “upstairs.”

jet smirked and put his hands under your thighs, lifting you up quickly. you yelped and giggled, pressing your lips to his in a slow, but eager kiss. he walked you two upstairs, going into his room. he threw you on the bed smoothly, looking down at you with hungry eyes and wet lips. he started to unbutton his shirt and you took your heels off. 

you laid on your back, ready for jet to climb on the bed. he took his shirt off, your eyes roaming around his chiseled chest. he climbed on the bed, approaching you like a predator. you couldn’t help but smile as he went in between your legs, his left hand setting next to your head to support himself and his right hand setting on your waist. 

he lowered himself down and kissed you sweetly, his lips peppering kisses down from your lips to your neck. 

“jet,” you hummed, your hands pulling at his hair on the nape of his neck. 

he sucked on your sweet spot, smelling your perfume. the hand that was on your waist trailed down to your thigh, his fingers slipping up your dress. 

“is this okay?” he muttered into your neck. 

“mmhm, keep going,” you moaned, moving your hips so he would be able to touch you quicker. 

“eager,” he smirked, trailing down to your collar bone. 

you hummed in reply, your hands leaving his neck and going down to the back of your dress, unzipping it. jet went to help you, his eyes admiring your body as you slipped off your dress. you smiled and unclipped your bra, dropping it to the ground. 

“before we uh, continue. i wasn't sure if you picked up on this, but i was hoping, well, wondering if you wanted to take the next step. not just emotionally, but physically, too,” he suggested, looking deep into your eyes. 

you smiled at him, your fingernails running up and down against his back. 

“i know, i picked up on some of the clues. and i was thinking on the drive a lot and i want to advance this, too. so i’m ready if you are,” you answered. 

jet smiled widely. “i love you.”

you smirked, “why don’t you show me instead of telling?”

jet’s smile turned into a teasing smirk. “say no more.”

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Hmmmmm could I request hc of asmo, Levi and beel with really short reader 🥺👉👈 TAKE YOUR TIME PINK!!!!!!! Also thank you hehe

Aha Smol person

||Beelzebub

-I have always headcanoned beel to be 6’9 ft Nice and let’s say you are...smol

-Beel WILL tower over you and he thinks you’re so...small and you need to be protected

-He has placed you on his shoulders on multiple occassuon Heh especially crowds

-He thinks the reason you’re small is cause you arent eating enough!

-He feeds you ans he glows whenever you take a bite from the snack he offers

-He carries you and belphie like potato sacks on his shoulders

-When the brothers decided to go out and you fall asleep beel wil ALWAYS be the one to carry you cause no matter how rough beel wallks sometimes, you never wake up as long as he carried you

-Has to squat or kneel for hugs!!! 😡😡😡

-Its so easy to lift you up then I bet beel just does it without realizing sometimes

-Let’s say you had a little sleep over at their room with him and belphie then when he’s walking downstairs for breakfast he just...

-Nonchalanatly carrying you in over his shoulder as if you did that everyday, wait! You did do that everyday!

-He’s the taller one but he likes to be the one being given head pats and head rubs

-Beel thinks...

-Belphie = Cargo

-MC = Cargo but smaller

-Beel thinks your hand is like that of a babies tbh

||Leviathan

-He doesnt notice it at first...but you’re the same height as ruri-chan 👀

-When he does notice you are now the muse!

-He draws you a lot! Like he says it for ruri chan but yknow 😗

-Levi thinks it’s cute when you run around cause it’s like seein ruri-chan run

-My guy teaches you the naruto run

-Kabedon? Kabedon

-Probably pats your head and thinks its normal since he see people in anime do it so much!

-Let me explain...Levi is tall! He’s 6ft+ at least but he slouches

-Baby boy loves it when you hug him and you just reach his chest, of course he is still really flustered though

-You guys went to a con once and he lost you like 3 times

-He got you over at the customer service booths

-Now although he’s really really really! Red, he insists on making you grab his arm so you went get lost

-He laughs when you’re sitting down on his gaming chair and it doesnt touch the ground

-“Lolol You cant reach the floor ROFL”

-You are tiny henry

-Dont wear heels around him...He hates them especially leather heels

-👀

||Asmodeus

-Im sorry, size kink?

-Corruption kink?

-He thinks just cause you’re small and human...You’re easy to corrupt and he takes pleasure in knowing that he towers over you

-He WILL dress you up

-Oh you come to devildom with like 5 shirts?

-You go back to the human world with 3 fucking collections of parisian, new york style and tokyo approved clothing

-He likes it when you wear heels but you still cant reach him enough to kiss him 👀

-“Darling, you’re so adorable. You should have just said so”

-He has more heels than you but you share ✨🌸✨❤️✨❤️✨✨🌸🌸✨❤️🌸🌸❤️❤️

-Okay so back to avatar of lust asmo

-He will pick you up when he cant charm you and since you’re so tiny the he will find one way or another to bring you to his room

-Ehem Bribing beel Ehem

-He pats your head just to get you all flustered and UwU

-Kabedon? Kabedon (2)

-He kisses your forehead and calls you his little sprout sometimes

[grimoire-of-seven]

a slow dance?

PROMPT :: Dance Me Into A Stupor

Rating: SFW || Barbatos’ Warning: Out-of-context spoiler for Belphie’s prompt

Words: 250-400 words per character

Characters: Demon brothers + MC / Gender-neutral Reader

Notes: This isn’t… my usual quality of writing but please be patient with me! I’m running late on a few school deadlines so I’ve crammed this a bit to keep up with the schedule. I hope everyone still liked this! And I’ll do my best on the next prompts (ಥ﹏ಥ)

LUCIFER

“So…”

“So…?” You asked, eyes staring at Lucifer’s for inquiry. 

The two of you were on a firm waltz hold, the closed position led by the Avatar of Pride stood strong and proud in the middle of the ballroom. Diavolo’s lavish parties never get old in this part of Devildom.

You absolutely love attending such events, considering that a certain someone is always wearing those stylish high-class suits. So form-fitting and deliciously snug on the–

“Well,” Breaking character from his usual calm facade, the ravenet broke off eye contact with you, his voice laced with… guilt? “I suppose an apology is past overdue…?”

You blinked once.

Twice.

“Apology for what?” 

He started at you for a few moments, bewildered at the nonchalant answer. 

“My behaviour from our first dance, during the third day of the retreat in Lord Diavolo’s castle.” He explained briefly, the following words were chosen carefully, “I was quite concerned for my brothers’ well-being that I threatened you.”

Oh, that…

“You weren’t threatened at all, were you?” Lucifer grinned at you with a seemingly concerned face. 

“I probably was,” You replied, but then sheepishly lowered your gaze in embarrassment, “But then I forgot about it.” 

The dark-haired demon shook his head in affection, “What am I going to do with you..?” 

MAMMON

Dances… aren’t really your thing. The first time you’ve danced with a demon here in Devildom, Lucifer was whisking you away with an unnaturally strong hold and whispering death threats above your head. 

It’s the kind of thing that makes you not want to participate in the waltz. Ever.

That is, until Mammon, all in his glorious demon-form, walked up to you with that adorable blushing face. For a moment, he stood still. Hesitation is visible in his face and it seemed that he was struggling in forming cohesive sentences.

Does he want to…?

“W-Well, if ya a-ain’t got a partner like the loser Levi is, the Great Mammon is still w-willing to spare his first dance with ya.” He said to you, forcing out the words from his mouth. 

Still…? 

As if you can say no to Mammon’s roundabout way of inquiry. “I’d love to dance with you, Mammon.”

“Y-Yeah, of course ya do.” The Avatar of Greed huffed, offering his hand, “U-Unlike last time when… when Lucifer’s got all buddy-buddy with ya as if his stinky ass’ got a pact with ya.”

“Oh…” So that’s what this is about… With a slight giggle, you positioned yourself infront of him at a standard waltz hold, “If it’s any consolation… I was hoping to have my first dance with you, back then.”

Processing your statement, he remained silent and eyes were as wide as the full moon seen from the hall. The white-haired demon’s expression changed from surprise to doubt to happiness within a split second. 

“Really?” He breathed out in disbelief, searching your visage for any trace of a lie.

“Yes.”

“Are ya tellin’ the truth?” Mammon’s grip on your hands tightened, as if he doesn’t want to let go, “Like, really???”

He laughed, a genuine one in a long time, and waltzed you onto the dancefloor all night long. 

LEVIATHAN

Hand in hand with Levi, the two of you shared a moment under the moonlight as Lucifer forced the two of you ‘loners’ into participating at the festivities. 

Levi kept his eyes down, seemingly more interested in the floor than dancing with you. 

You can’t really fault him. Lucifer had dragged the whole house with him to this ball, and it was evident that the Avatar of Envy did not like the plan one bit. 

You opened your mouth to break the ice but was cut short by the purple-haired demon, “Man, Asmo took the time to dress you up but your clothes are still all super long.” 

“It can’t be helped.” You shook your head with a smile. 

At least Levi is also trying to make conversation, rather than completely sulking at the situation you’re both in. 

“We didn’t have the time to have it altered.”

“You know, in one of my favourite shoujo anime, ‘I’m a Cafe Maid But It’s A Top Secret Because I Am The Emperor’s Daughter Who Ran Away From My Responsibilities Because My Dad Is Forcing Me To Marry’,” He started rambling, a slight blush peppered his pale skin, “There’s a part where the princess slips on her dress and one of her suitors, a NEET gaming-addict who is also a shut in and doesn’t have any friends except for his pet fish, caught her and it’s so romantic–”

He stopped mid-sentence, foot slipping at the excessive amount of cloth on your fur coat. 

“Woah, careful, Levi!” You caught him, one hand cradling him by the shoulders and the other stabilizing him from the small of his back to avoid a sudden fall. Levi held on to you for support, momentarily paralyzed.

“.…!” He met your worried gaze, his face heating up at your closeness and the warmth of your arms surrounding him. 

“Are you okay?” You asked, holding him tight liken of a fragile porcelain vase that will shatter if you let him fall, “Did you hurt yourself?”

“I-I-I-I’m fine…” 

Little did you know, his mind was already racing at the possibilities of him being in a shoujo anime with him as the princess and you as his knight and shining armour. 

SATAN

Liken of a true gentleman that he is, Satan offered you his hand at the waltz the moment Lord Diavolo ended his speech. He brought you to the middle of the dance floor, leading you with graceful movements - with a fiery spark in his eyes. It’s as if the blonde is showing off his skills to everyone in Devildom. 

Weird…

From the corner of your eyes, you saw Lucifer dancing, almost as gracefully, with a rather alluring witch. 

Ah, Satan’s as competitive as usual, you thought to yourself, forcing yourself to not roll your eyes at the realization. That would be rude.

With his usual grin, he spoke, “You look amazing. The clothes Asmo picked for you fits you perfectly.”

E-Excuse me, what?

“T-Thank you.” You nodded politely at his words, feeling the rush of your blood on your cheeks.

Satan held you closer, whispering sensually by your right ear, “Your scent is different tonight, too. Something… mysterious.”

Woah–! “Aren’t you…”

The Avatar of Wrath dropped his tone, the type that sent chills down your spine, “You smell delicious–”

“Okay, what gives, Satan?” You pouted at his mischief, shoving him ever so slightly to regain what was left of your personal space. “What’s with all the super specific comments?”

He laughed with great amusement, surprised that you caught on to his jeers quite fast, “I get to see your pretty blushing face.”

“Not fair!”

“I’m not lying, though.” Satan’s expression changed, his visage now conveying a much more genuine smile, “I wanted to show you off to everyone, all in your blushing glory.”

ASMODEUS

Ever since the party started, Asmo hasn’t left your side. Much to Mammon’s absolute horror, the Avatar of Lust has kept his arms around your own all throughout the ceremonies. 

He has been flirting with you the whole night with his usual string of compliments. 

‘Your eyes gleam whenever you see him, as if there’s a galaxy bursting within them.’ 

‘Your lips were absolutely alluring, he’d spend hours kissing you and appreciating them as much as he could.’ 

‘The way your clothes fit your frame so delicately that he wants to ravish you while you–’ 

It was embarrassing to hear, given that there’s eight of you on the table and the peach-haired demon did not consider lowering his tone. Everyone in the table most definitely heard his soft yet aggressive comments. 

It never stopped even until the two of you were dancing together in the waltz. Asmodeus held you in a firm hold, his natural beauty has always struck you whenever he’s this close, “Aren’t our clothes absolutely stunning?”

“They are, Asmo.” You smiled at him, only now do you ever feel the butterflies on your stomach at his words. “Your eye for beauty is unmatched.”

“Of course!” He swayed with you gracefully, his aura of sensuality piercing through the roof at the sight of him in his three piece suit, “This is a special night, I wouldn’t pass off the opportunity to show you off to the whole of Devildom!”

“That is so like you.”Giggling at his comment, you allowed yourself to finally relax and take in his praises. This intimacy is so much better than the earlier situation at the table. 

“Come on, honey, give me a graceful twirl~” Asmo beamed at you, leading you into a twirl step with much finesse. 

“And again!”

Wait-

“And again!”

“No-!” Feeling dizzy and slightly nauseous at the repeated spin, you tripped on your own shoes and find Asmodeus holding you stable. Sighing at the charming demon’s whims, you shook your head with a smile, “Asmo, this is a slow dance not tango.”

BEELZEBUB

The night is still young yet you sought refuge on the balcony, silently watching the moon from a nearby bench. Nights in the Devildom are often colder than the ones in the human world… 

But then again, after months of staying here, how do you compare when traces of the human world get lost in your grasp every moment you spend down here?

You imagine the contrast of the bright sun during summers above and the dim light everyday here in–

“You look like you’re lost in thought.” A voice pulled you from your own thoughts, your head moving ever so slightly to confirm the person who joined you on the balcony.

It’s Beel.

“Ah, well…” You shrugged, rubbing your arms to stave a bit of the chill in the air, “I’m just a bit exhausted from socializing. Formal parties aren’t my thing.”

“It isn’t my thing, too.” The red-haired demon peeled off his coat, gently putting it over your shoulders and sat beside you, “I can’t eat all the food on the table. Lucifer is glaring daggers every time I try. He’s telling me that we’re representing Lord Diavolo’s name so I have to behave.”

You chuckled at his words. Lucifer sounds so much like a father to his siblings. 

“We’ll get you some food at home. I’ll cook you some homemade–”

“Do you want to dance?” The Avatar of Gluttony asked you, the sounds of the orchestra from behind the two of you suddenly registering in your mind at the offer.

“What?” 

He wants to dance? 

“It’s just the two of us here…” He stated, holding out his hand towards you, “We can take it slow so you won’t get exhausted.”

You held his coat closer to you, the corners of your lips curling up at the saccharine proposal. “You’re too sweet, Beel.”

You took his hand.

BELPHEGOR

Despite the rough beginnings of your relationship with him, he tried his best to mend and gain your trust - this time, genuinely. 

He’s always been so sweet yet there’s always a distance he’s kept whenever he’s with you. You can’t fault him. Perhaps the guilt of his past actions is always at the back of his mind… 

You wanted to help him get past this. And the solution to your questions is today’s dance. 

It’s your first dance with Belphegor. 

Everything has been laid out perfectly in your mind. You’ll talk to him about it, he’ll answer you honestly and your relationship with him will be a lot stronger than before. Quite Disney-esque but you had to try.

That is… until he declared something that slipped your mind. 

“I want to sleep.” He groggily announced, your dance slowing down much more sluggish than the actual tune of the waltz. 

“Belphie, come on.” You tried to alert his senses a bit, hoping that he won’t sleep on you, literally, while the music is playing. “It’s Lord Diavolo’s birthday, we have to participate.”

The ravenet yawned, his hands slipping from yours, “The orchestra is playing lullabies, how can I not…”

“Stay with me!” With all your might, you tried to support Belphie’s weight, looking around to see something that would wake him up.

“Look, even Mammon is hitting it up on the dance floor…” Is he fucking dancing dougie… on a damn waltz?! This isn’t a dance battle, Mammon!!!

Scandalized at his inappropriate dance to a waltz, you shrugged it off, “Okay, we’re not watching him.” 

“You’re as soft and warm as a pillow.” Belphie rubbed his head against yours, his body now shamelessly draped over yours while you struggled to lead him to the dance.

“D-Don’t you think this is a bit too close for a formal dance, Belphie?”

“Mnn…”

Very heavy!

[heungtanbts]

“I’m really sorry to bother you, but i just spilled an entire can of paint all over the floor and my apartment’s getting inspected in an hour.” + taehyung (not sure if this is too specific akdks sorry)

drabble #1 - clean up on aisle — err, in unit 602.

“So… this is where the blue ooze is coming from.”  

He stood at your doorway, surprisingly nonchalant, filling up the rectangular frame with his red checkered pajama-clad stature, like you had disturbed his sleep or something, even though it was only 7PM and that clearly was not the case. Taehyung, your insanely handsome neighbor who lived in the unit below you and always managed to make your heart stutter with his boxy smile and easy-going charm whenever you were graced with the opportunity to share an elevator with him. There he was, standing in your apartment unit, running a hand through his electric blue hair that stood out as a stark contrast to his sleep wear (but coincidentally matched the “blue ooze” he was speaking of), not even realizing what he was doing to you and your poor, weak heart. Just like you had always imagined. Because you had daydreamed about this moment a lot, but not happening like this. Never like this.

“It-it’s paint.” You managed to choke out.

“I mean, I figured the ooze wasn’t Avatar blood but it sure looked like it. Felt like I was in a horror movie, watching it drip down from my ceiling.” Taehyung faked a shiver, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. He peeked over your shoulder at the smooth, untouched puddle of cerulean “ooze” sitting in the middle of your living room.

“You know, usually people paint their walls and ceilings, not their hardwood floor.” You’d think he’d be more surprised and upset by this predicament (you certainly were), but from the look of amusement and curiosity on his face, you would argue he was rather enjoying all of this.

“I-I can explain.” You felt your cheeks and ears burn even more, but there really was no time for embarrassment. “Not now, later.”

If he wasn’t surprised earlier, he certainly was when you suddenly pulled at his arm and nearly dragged him into your unit, the door shutting behind him as he tripped his way into your living room.

“Uh, sure ____, I’d love to come in for a cup of tea, thanks for asking?” Taehyung sputtered. Normally you wouldn’t be this bold but desperate times called for desperate measures. You needed help, period. Still holding his arm, you hastily pushed a side table out of the way to bring the both of you right to the edge of the ominous (and growing) circle of paint. You whirled around to face him.

“I’m sorry Tae, I just- you know the landlord’s running inspections tonight and when I looked out, I saw that he’s almost done with the 5th floor which mean he’s coming up here next and I didn’t mean to start this paint job today, I just wanted to see just how blue this ‘seaside blue’ was because can you really trust those paint catalogs thingies? But after I opened the can, I turn my back for literally 1 minute and my stupid cat Yellow thought it’d be funny to fucking knock it over and now it’s all over the floor and it’s even seeped down into your unit-“

“Whoa whoa hang on, slow down.” Taehyung clasps a hand on your shoulder, and only then do you realize you’ve been breathing rapidly and talking his ear off at a mile a minute. His grip felt strong, warm, comforting. Of course it was the right time to admire his hand strength, perfectly appropriate. “Your cat’s name is Yellow?”

You sigh quickly and dramatically, waving your hand dismissively in the air. “Yes his name is Yellow, it’s a long story, Tae please just help me! I already broke one of the washing machines last month, Mr. Lee is going to seriously skin me alive if he finds out I managed to screw something else up.”

Taehyung raised a beautifully thick eyebrow at that. “You were the one who broke the washing machine? But I heard a fork got caught in it, how did you-“

“I’ll explain it all later, Tae, I swear!” At this point you were exasperated. You could practically hear Mr. Lee’s footsteps traveling from room to room on the floor below, and this unwanted man-made aqua lagoon was only growing larger. With that anxiety-inducing mental imagery in mind, you wildly gestured to the obnoxious blue polka dot on the ground. “Please,” you begged, “any ideas on how to get rid of this?”

Taehyung paused, his stare fixated on the paint as he rubbed at his chin thoughtfully. Your own eyes followed his and trailed over the giant blue pimple on your floor. So you didn’t catch him stealing glances at you, biting his lip to hide his amusement. What a quirky girl, and what a situation.

“Well, lucky for you I happen to be quite experienced in this field.” You already felt a question forming at your lips as he continued, swiftly cutting you off. “But we’re gonna need a Swiffer, a dust pan, some rags, a couple of lemon, and a hair dryer.” You weren’t sure you even wanted to know where he was getting all of this. Taehyung rolled up his pajama sleeves and cracked his knuckles, beaming at you with that charming rectangular smile of his. He looked so confident, and Mr. Lee was practically knocking at your door — you had no other choice but to trust him and his “experience.”

“Let’s get moving, sis!”

— — —

An hour later, you and Taehyung were sprawled out on your sofa, Mr. Lee come and gone, an invisible check mark bestowed upon your apartment unit, your hair dryer still plugged in and lying on your spotless floor just a few feet away, a pile of squeezed lemons filling up your living room’s mini garbage can, and both your palms just slightly tinted blue, only truly noticeable if you squinted hard enough. You had your doubts but you had to admit, Taehyung really came through for you. Though it turned out he googled these remedies when he spilled some of his oil paint on his hardwood floor a couple months back. And that was when you learned that his hobby was landscape painting. Could the man be any more perfect?

You took in a deep, calming breath, staring up at your blank white ceiling. “Thank you so much Tae, I seriously could not have survived this without your help.” Turning your head to the side, you found him already staring back at you, your stomach doing summersaults just from his pointed gaze and how his eyes seemed to sparkle, even with your shitty apartment lighting. He smiled, giving you a thumbs up.

“Google, my friend, google.”

You nod in agreement, finally finding the peace and ability to smile again. Taehyung slowly sat up and stretched his arms out, a sliver of his stomach peeking out as if to tease you. How rude, seriously. You needed to say something and distract yourself before he could notice you oggling at him like a starved woman.

“How can I thank you for all your help, Tae? Because seriously whatever it is, it’s on me. Just please don’t ask me to paint your walls or something. Too soon, too soon.” You pretended to shudder, a giggle leaving your lips and Taehyung had to fight the urge to take that melodious sound and store it away in a jar for a rainy day. Cute, just too cute.

“Hmm,” he pondered, a smile already reappearing on his lips. He paused just a moment longer, but you had a feeling he was just doing it for dramatic effect. For whatever he was about to propose. “You free tomorrow? It is Saturday, after all.” You offer another nod, his eyes lighting up instantly. “Then come model for me.”

The shock and horror was evident in your expression and just as you were about to wave both of your hands frantically in rejection, he laid a warm hand on top of yours, effectively sending a pleasant electric jolt up your arm. “I’m usually only drawn to landscape pieces, but now I think I want to give oil-based portraits a shot.

You gulp audibly. “N-now you do?”

Taehyung‘s lips curl upward in response, and he shifted his weight forward to stand up from the couch as you automatically followed suit. You followed him to the door where he slipped on his house slippers.

“Does 1PM sound okay? I want there to be enough natural lighting. Also you can come fully dressed in whatever clothes you want.”

Your eyes widened. “I mean, I wasn’t planning on coming naked-“

Taehyung offered you a playful wink, “Just making sure you knew.”

All you could do was bite your lip and nod vigorously like a bobble head, not trusting your voice to help save you from any further embarrassment. You internally vowed to start doing more cardio workouts because curse your racing heart for failing you like this.

“Alright, sounds good.” You managed to get out, despite the sudden nervousness. “Thanks again, Taehyung. You’re a lifesaver.”

Taehyung stepped out into the hall, pausing to turn back just enough to make eye contact with you. “Tae,” he corrects you quietly, “I like it when you call me Tae.”

That was it. Full-on cardiac arrest. Just like that. Curse you, Kim Taehyung, curse you.

send in a dialogue prompt + bts member for this drabble game!

[swordart0nline]

Happy SAO pride week!

Virtual world vs Real world Fanfiction under the cut! ^_^

Kazuto closed the door behind him and sat on his bed. His room, an androgynous grey to his design, surrounded him with comfort. He didn’t even need to look when he reached for the amusphere, which had been sitting in it’s familiar spot on his bedside table like always. Setting it on his head and closing the visor over his eyes, he closed them and welcomed the split second of darkness before he could say “Link Start!” Whenever Kazuto closed his eyes, he couldn’t help but remember the hours that came before. Usually the most interesting thing that happened at school came to mind. Other days’ topics were things like dinner. Today was different. He could feel himself wince as he reminisced on the most spotlight-worthy interaction of today.  “You look like a boy,” Mixed reactions filled his head. What would’ve been considered an insult on regular terms made him filled with joy. But what followed...

“Yeah that’s actually really weird. Why do you do that?”

He remembered the feeling of being at loss for words. He remembered being alone like always and praying that a stranger would come and interrupt the situation. It’s not that they were intentionally singling out. Or maybe they were. It was just an incredibly difficult question. Why?

Why is it such a difficult thing to do. To dress and act the way I truly am? I’d say it’s far more stranger to put on that stupid mask every day and act like I’m happy. Truthfully I can’t stand it. I don’t know how you guys can. For as long as I can remember, it’s made me feel awful. I’ve finally made the choice to act for myself. Is that so bad?

Kazuto sighed as he regretted not saying those words in that moment. If only he could’ve frozen time in that moment to give himself enough time to think about something cool like that to say.

Realizing almost 5 minutes had passed of him sitting in complete darkness making faces to himself, he said the command to boot up the amusphere.

“Link start!”

Kazuto loved the virtual world. He had since he was a kid. His virtual name, “Kirito” was the first masculine name he chose for himself, and it felt so strange, but so good. When he first put it in the system, it felt so different compared to his given name. Every time he put his given name on anything, it felt like there was a sickness ready to make his brain collapse in on itself. 

This is normal, he grew up thinking. 

But why does he have to settle for what he’s handed? What’s the matter about taking matters into your own hands and fixing what’s broken? Is it so “weird” to find happiness for yourself? “Kirito...?”

He looked up to see his only friends looking at him. Their vibrantly colored elven avatars crowded the living room of his virtual home.

“What’s the matter? You look upset.” Silica said to him.

“Oh, sorry. Don’t worry about it, some girls just got on my nerves today. No big deal.” 

“Wow look at you, chick magnet!” Lisbeth smirked. “You must be so popular to have enough girls on you to get annoyed about it!!

“I-”

“Bad news for them! You got the best girlfriend in the world sitting right here!” she exclaimed, pointing at Asuna, sitting on the couch just a few inches away from Kazuto. She had somewhat of a worried look on her face, staring straight at him.

“Girl, you gotta be tougher on him.”

“No she doesn’t!” Kazuto managed to inerject, remembering their time in early Aincrad. Asuna may seem like too much of a sweetheart for her own good on the surface, but when it comes down to it she can, will, and has kicked Kazuto’s ass.

“You know what Kirito, I don’t blame them. You really are a cutie.” Asuna said.

“Get a room.” Sinon joked.

“Eeh...”

“I’m serious Kirito!” Asuna began to get upset. Half joking with a side of concern. 

“Yeah, listen to your girlfriend, Kirito. You’re a hansome boy!” Lisbeth added. “Everyone knows this!”

“That’s not funny. I’d never compliment Kirito. It’s against my moral code. I’d compliment anyone but Kirito” Sinon joked again. Kazuto let out a quiet chuckle at her teasing.

“I don’t blame you. He looks like a boy who’s just discovered punk music and is dipping his toes in the water. Like, he’s not dedicated enough to the genre, but he wears black in appreciation.” Lisbeth began the tease session.

“That was weak. He looks like he washes his clothes in nothing but coal because he spilled the detergent and is too nervous to go out and buy a new bottle.” Sinon followed up.

“Oh, oh!” Silica chimed in, “Kirito looks like a wannabe manga protagonist!”

“Please. He IS a wannabe manga protagonist”

The room erupted in laughter, but nobody was wheezing nearly as hard as Kazuto. He was nearly tearing up.

“Stop it you guys!”

He was grinning ear to ear, and his face red from laughing. As his laughing fit calmed slightly down, Asuna leaned over and looked him straight in the face. She had that terrifying, dead serious, determined look on her face that she made all the time in Aincrad.

“If people are giving you trouble, you tell them that your incredibly powerful girlfriend is on her way to get them with her intense gaming skills.”

The room interrupted in laughter yet again.

“I love you guys.” Kirito said when the laughter died down. “I’ve never met any of you in real life, but I want this to be my world so bad. Is that weird of me?”

“We spent two years in Aincrad. Those were undoubtly the best years of my life, because I could spend them with you guys. If i could be completely honest, I want more than anything to drop my real life and live in this world forever.”

Silica, Sinon, Lisbeth, and especially Asuna were listening attentively.

With this confession, Asuna knew just the slightest bit more about Kirito’s life in the real world. That it wasn’t as fortunate as hers. Although it made her feel slightly bad, she became determined to help and support Kirito even more.

“Kirito,”

“Hm?”

“Let’s meet up in real life.”

Sinon, Lisbeth, and Silica lit up in unison. The three were now excited to hear more about this plan.

“We can save up money and the whole gang can vacation to some place fun together!” Asuna said.

“Maybe a weekend in the summer somewhere? We could go some place like Osaka!” Silica added.

“Oh my gosh, yes! And maybe-” Lisbeth was suddenly interrupted by a saddened Kirito.

“I’m sorry. I don’t think I can...”

Kazuto truly wanted to be able to meet his only friends in the real world. You could see it on his face. But he was being held back by something.

“If you aren’t comfortable with it it’s totally fine, we don’t have to go this summer!” Asuna reassured. “Is everything okay?”

“Don’t worry about me. It’s getting late where I live. I should go to bed.” Kazuto said depressingly.

Everyone worriedly wished him goodnight and watched his avatar dissolve out of their virtual world.

“I really do hope everything is okay,” Asuna started. “I don’t want to pressure him to open up when he isn’t comfortable with it. I just want to be able to be there for him. I wish I could just teleport to his home in the real world and tell him everything is alright. Whatever he’s going through, I don’t want him to be alone in it.”

Kazuto removed the amusphere and looked out at the dusk sky. With the rollercoaster of emotions that today was, he was exhausted. Or at least that’s what he told himself.

He let down his ponytail and hid under his covers, wishing he could just skip trying to fall asleep and teleport to the next morning. Kazuto dreaded the thoughts that would flood his mind while he would try to fall asleep.

Closing his eyes harder didn’t prevent the floodgates from opening as he hoped.

In his time in aincrad, Kazuto was himself. He was Kirito. Although the Black Swordsman identity wasn’t exactly his cup of tea, he rest assured knowing that at least everyone saw him as he truly was. Male.

Kazuto remembered the moment Kayaba switched everyone’s avatars to represent their real selves. His stomach dropped as he saw his hair flow down his shoulders. As soon as the spectacle was over, he ran into an allyway, took his beginner sword, and sliced the length clean off. In that moment, he felt the literal and metaphorical weight off his shoulders. It wasn’t the best cut, but it got the job done. The rage and anger of the unfairness of it all manifested in that one cut. If only he could do that in the real world.

That’s when Klein found him, and where he left him. Part of the reason he left was so he wouldn’t feel guilty about lying to him, and he knew that. But what was he lying about?

Had he been lying to Asuna for those two years? Building their relationship off of a lie? Kazuto tried to stop the thought train from going to the place he dreaded, but it kept on rolling.

What if I told her and she hated me?

I wouldn’t blame her.

No. He has been living the truth. It just wasn’t the truth that reality wanted him to live. But it was the truth that he was. If Asuna hated him forever, then they weren’t meant to be.

But then two years wouldn’t have been wasted. If you told her in the beginning and she hated you, you wouldnt waste two years with her.

Tears started to manifest in his eyes, one slipping away into his long, tangled hair. What an awful way to think of his girlfriend. What an awful reality. He wished for nothing but to slip back away into the virtual world in that moment, just to be able to distract himself from this torture. But he had already told his friends he was going to bed. He would be caught with another lie on his hands.

Why not bring the virtual world to here?

Something, some force, made Kazuto shoot up out of bed. He wiped his wet eyes on his blanket and stormed to the bathroom. His footsteps echoed through the empty house. His sister and only other person in the house, was gone on a kendo trip. But even if she was home, nothing could stop his forward force. Nothing could stop his mysterious determination.

No. It’s not mysterious or weird. It’s what has to be done. It’s what has had to be done for a long time.

He opened his sister’s drawer and located the scissors, and grabbed the length of his hair with reddened knuckles and a furious grasp. Just like that, years worth of agony were draped on the bathroom floor. He swing his new, light head to the left and to the right. Not an unfamiliar feeling thanks to the likes of full dive, but surely it was different. It was new and refreshing, and it felt beautiful. Kazuto looked straight back at himself in the mirror and for the first time in what’s felt like a lifetime, he smiled. And with that, uncontrollable tears came flooding down his face.

This wasn’t the same crying that he’d been doing for years. This was liberation. He swept his own hands through his new look, and grinned ear to ear through his swollen, tear-stained face, and proceeded to make his way back to his room. With the weight of what felt like the world off his shoulders, Kazuto proceeded to sink into the most comfortable rest with a genuine smile on his face.

[onbrokenwings90]

Obey Me Fanfiction check out my wattpad for recent updates

Based loosely on the new Obey Me otome game.

Part One

Thump...thump...thump...Hana's heart raced in her chest as she took in her surroundings. She appeared to be in what looked to be in an old style courthouse. Hundreds of candles were placed around the room, their flickering lights casting shadows along the walls. Dark tapestries lined the walls depicting scenes of demons and angels in varying dark scenes. In front of her sat 7 males looking down at her with different expressions coloring their faces. o

"Welcome to The Devildom, as an exchange student for the year! I know this is a shock to you as a human. But I can guarantee that no one here means you any harm. Well as long as you follow the rules and stay to the designated areas. My name is Diavolo, the man next to me is Lucifer and as President of the student council he and his brothers will watch over you during your year long exchange here in the Devildom."

Huh?....my head is spinning at the on slaught of information. I pinch my thigh trying to figure out if I am dreaming. I had gone to bed last night in my own home and had 'woken' up in this room. I look down at myself seeing that I'm still in my nightgown which isn't something should be seen by men that I don't know.

"Uhhmmm...am I dreaming?" The question leaves my mouth before I even process the question. The man, Diavolo laughs good naturedly, but shakes his head no.

"No, Hana, this isn't a dream. You were chosen amongst thousands of applicants for this exchange program. Two Humans, Angels, and Demons, were chosen from each race to exchange to each realm for a type of home study program. The leaders of each realm are trying to bring a peaceful coexistence between the races and you were chosen to come here to Devildom."

A tall black haired male stands up and draws my attention away from Diavolo. His deep voice rings out as he introduces himself.

"I am Lucifer, during your stay you will be living at The House of Lamentation along with my brothers. I am the eldest, the second eldest Mammon will be your guide from day to day, but if he isn't around feel free to ask any of the others."

"Lucifer! Why the hell should I take time out of my precious schedule to look after a HUMAN girl?" A silver haired male sneers as he looks at this human girl in disgust. It is taking everything in me not to tell this BOY to go fuck himself. I press my lips together in a grimace and clench my fists.

"Mammon, you will do as you are told. Diavolo has requested you as her guide, and his will is my will and you will do it!" Lucifer tells this Mammon firmly and I can feel a heaviness radiating from him. The hair on the back of my neck stands up. I had always been sensitive to people's emotions, and even though Lucifer had not directed those words toward me I could tell this was not a man to talk back to. Apparently Mammon thought so as well as he visibly blanched at his brothers tone of voice.

"Let us introduce ourselves. My name is Lucifer and I am the Avatar of Pride"

The silver haired boy stands and grumbles and glares toward me.

"Mammon...Avatar of Greed. Second eldest."

I look next to him at a male with dark blue hair, he has been playing on his phone during the whole proceeding. A blonde next to him elbows his side and jerks his head toward me. He stands without taking his eyes off the phone.

"Leviathan, Avatar of Envy. Now leave me alone I'm trying to beat this level." I hear audible sighs coming from the other brothers.

The blonde next to him stands and smiles.

"My name is Satan, and I am the Avatar of Wrath. I am also the fourth oldest."

An androgynous male stands up he smiles and winks at me.

"I'm Asmodeus The Avatar of Lust. Hana dear, I love that nightgown, and those legs. I wouldn't mind having those legs wrapped around..."

"Shut the hell up you sex fiend!" Mammon grows at Asmodeus who doesn't seem to care as he runs his eyes up and down my body and licks his lips. He takes a step toward me and I back up, he is trying to capture my gaze and I turn my head to look at Lucifer breaking the gaze from Asmodeus. Asmodeus cocks his head at me before tapping his chin.

"Hmmm..." I hear from him before he sits down. I breathe a sigh of relief, I feel like I almost found myself in a snake bed.

I hear a loud growling sound coming from the tall red head next to Asmodeus.

"I'm hungry...starving. I'm Beelzebub, Gluttony Avatar. Do you have any snack on you? Hmm...you look tasty." His stomach growls again, Diavolo whips out a sucker and throws it at Beelzebub who snatches it quickly and pops it in his mouth.

"Please refrain from eating the exchange students Beel. It wont look very good to the other realms. The youngest brother is not here as he is one of the exchange students for the human realm."

If my eyes widen even further they are going to pop out of my head. Oh God...this is an absolute nightmare. I have recognized each name as the brothers have introduced themselves, though I am not a religious person their isn't many people who wouldn't know about the Seven deadly sins, the only one missing is Sloth who I assume is the youngest brother. I plop my ass down on the cold chair hardly even caring that if someone was standing beside me they would get a nice view of my ass cheeks hanging out as my nightgown rides up. This has to be a nightmare, I put my head in my hands ignoring my surroundings.

"Did we break the human?"

"If she is broke can I eat her?"

"No Beel, you cant eat her."

"Do you ever think of anything but food?"

Stomach growling..."So hungry..."

I feel the temperature change as a warm body kneels down beside me. I look over to see Diavolo and Lucifer. Diavolo has brought himself down to my level.

"I know this is a shock, stories of our realm is told in myths and shown in human nightmares. Only those with magical or psychic powers in the human realm know that we exist. I have placed you with the brothers to ensure your safety. Though if you have issues please let Lucifer here know. He will answer any questions you have. Mammon WILL do his job correctly as your guide." He holds out his hand, I hesitate before grabbing it as he pulls me up. Lucifer steps forward and hands me a large jacket.

"Please cover up, I apologize for having you stand there in your night dress. It is easier to pull humans to this realm as they dream. Unfortunately they show up as dressed. Your clothing is causing a stir with a couple of my brothers. Asmodeus especially, beauty catches his eyes no matter the race." I wrap the jacket around my body, it was very large on me, reaching my knees covering more skin than my nightie. Warmth returned to my body, though my bare feet were still freezing.

"Thank you, may I call you Lucifer?"

"Hmm, I will allow it. You can address all of us brothers by name. I will address you as Hana. Mammon, come here. I want you to escort Hana to the House of Lamentation."

Mammon groans loudly but walks over toward me. I look up at him as he stands closer. He is dressed flashily, rings on a couple of his fingers and expensive looking sunglasses perched on his head.

Greed...huh...

"Ok human, here's the deal, if I'm going to be in charge of showing you what's what you better listen to me. If I tell you to do something you will do it." I arch an eye brow as I stare up into his face, I cross my arms under my chest. My anger is reaching a boiling point, and this Mammon is seriously pissing me off. I'm close to saying fuck it to caution and letting this haughty prick have it. If he refers to me as human one more damn time...the blonde, Satan walks over grinning.

"Idiot, if you could feel the anger rolling off of her you'd be dead. Hana feel free to unleash that anger on this moron. I love a good fight." Though Satan is smiling, I can see the darkness under his good looks. I keep my mouth shut, but flip off Mammon. Satan laughs and I hear Asmodeus talking.

"I love feisty girls. Hana call me whenever you want to release your inner wildcat." I ignore him as he blows me a kiss and flounces off. No way in hell was I crawling in his bed, he seemed the type to smile sweetly while he fucked me to death. No thanks.

"That's enough children. Mammon, do your job. Hana there is a phone that we call a D.D.D, read the manual inside. When you reach your room some clothing will be provided, and you will find your school uniform. Read the student handbook, your schedule is also in your room. During your stay any humans will no longer remember your existence, at the end of the year everything will be as it was. Please do your best and follow the rules. Classes are explained in the handbook and start next week giving you time to settle in. Now excuse me, have a good evening. "

Lucifer nods to his brothers before he follows Diavolo as they head out the door.

"Fucking Lucifer. One of these days I wont have to listen to him anymore. Now I have to keep tabs on a lowly human. My time is valuable." Mammon continues bitching as he starts walking toward the door.

"Well human, follow me." Mammon looks at me like I'm a dog to heel.

"Dickhead..." I grumble under my breath only to hear low chuckles. Fucking great, they heard me. Mammon either doesn't hear me or ignores me as he walks swiftly ahead. I walk after him, my feet stinging against the cold stone floors. Mammon continues walking swiftly, but I'm curious as I take in the old building in currently in. It almost looks like a large courthouse. Stone walls, and monochromatic decor.

He leads me to the exit, a red and black sky meets my eyes. I'm surprised by the triple moon in the sky, it's an absolute beautiful sight, taking my breath away. We are up on a tall hill and a small town nestles down in the valley. I can see mountains in the distance, it looks similar to the human realm but I can pick out the differences here and there.

My feet are aching and I have to slow down considerably. Mammon looks back and sighs loudly.

"Are all humans this slow?"

"My name is not human it is Hana! And if you get your head out of your ass you would notice that I have NO FUCKING SHOES ON YOU DICK!!!" I curse at him. His eyes go wide and his mouth gapes open in shock that this human would dare curse at him. I continue on my tirade.

"I get pulled here in the middle of the fucking night in my night gown. Get told I have NO choice in whether I want to be here. Then get forced to follow around a pompous asshat who refers to me as human. I dont care if you go demon on my ass but if you refer to me as human like I'm scum one more time I'm shoving my fist down your fucking throat. Got it?!?" I hear laughter and clapping from behind me.

"See, I said she was feisty. Hey Beel can you help Hana, I can smell blood from her feet. Just don't take a bite." Asmodeus walks over toward me with Beelzebub following behind him.

"Barbotos brought me some snacks so I'm good, at least until we get back to the house." The tall demon walks toward me and I notice the muscles lining his arms.

Holy shit, he must work out all the time. Definitely not the physic of someone I would picture as the Avatar of Gluttony.

"We have a bit of a walk. None of us have shoes that will fit you. It's not a good idea to be trailing blood around. Not all demons can control their urges. If you dont want to be hunted it would be best for me to carry you. "

" Uhhh...I don't really have much of a choice do I?" He shakes his head and I sigh. I'm not comfortable with having a man I don't know carry me. He leans his tall frame down and swings me into his arms. I squeak loudly at the sudden move as he carries me princess style. I wrap my arm around his neck to steady myself.

Oh good Lord...if you could die from embarrassment Id be six feet under.

"Thank you, Beelzebub. I'm sorry" He looks slightly startled at my apology but he shakes his head.

"Can you cook?"

"Yes, but do you guys have similar food to humans."

"We can get human food here. But there are some things you can substitute that is similar to human food in the sense it can be cooked in the same way. If I get the ingredients can you make me cheeseburgers that are like humans."

"Sure since you are carrying my ass where ever we are headed."

A big smile lights up his face and happiness fills his eyes. I feel my heart skip a beat at his expression.

Oh my...he is gorgeous when he smiles.

Mammon has continued grumbling as we walk to our destination. I've caught bits and pieces of his mumbling. I've caught bitch...human...how dare she...lowly human. Asmodeus walks beside Beelzebub his eyes scanning my features every so often. I try my best to ignore him.

"So Hana, do you have a boyfriend in the human realm?" Asmodeus asks.

"Nope"

"Want one?"

"Nope"

"Want a sex friend?" I choke at his question.

"Not really."

"Hmm...are you a virgin?" Now I'm wanting to reach out and punch him in his gorgeous face.

"None of your fucking business." I growl out at him.

"Oooo...you have a naughty mouth. I like it" I feel like doing a face palm but I control the urge.

"She better not cuss at Lucifer or Satan. They both might forget she is supposed to stay alive here." Mammon calls back.

"Well seeing as neither of them have treated me like shit I dont see myself cussing them out. You, Mammon on the other hand..." I leave off.

"Oh Hana...this is going to be an interesting year" Asmodeus says.

[shoriignis-blog]

HEADCANONS

tagged by: honestly no one i just found this & wanted to do it. tagging: also no one. if you want to do this. do it && tag me. 

fave/least faves;

music genre: bakugou is really into angry emo/rock music. but also classical. his least favorite is probably country. 

movie genre: acTION. he also enjoys crime dramas, &&& just straight dramas. he likes sci-fi/geeky movies as well. his least favorite movies are suspense/thrillers because he can never get invested in them. 

tv shows: since i can’t really point to a specific tv show, i think i’ll just do examples? he would like serious crime shows, like law & order sort of deal, he lowkey would like cartoons like teen titans. he hates sitcoms. 

movies: again, i’ll just give vague examples. since different world && all that. movies like fight club, kingsmen, star wars, predator, the dark knight trilogy are all ones he would like.  &&& he’d hate movies like “hush” or “split.” 

artists (singers & painters etc): bands like three days grace, fallout boy, red jumpsuit apparatus are things he’d be into. but in the classical sphere he really likes yiruma, this playlist probably saved his life, && he would have a lowkey crush on lindsey stirling. 

youtuber (optional if they don’t watch youtube): i don’t think bakugou would be invested enough in youtube to have people he was really a fan of or really disliked. but other than music he would like montages of people getting injured doing dumb shit. 

singles/tracks/album’s: again, this playlist he loves.

foods: bakugou fucking loves spicy food. but whenever he eats it he has to be extra careful not to blow anything up since he sweats so much. he doesn’t like junk food.

drinks: honestly he drinks a lot of Gatorade type sports drinks, water, &&& things like that. he’s really not a fan of sodas - or anything carbonated. 

personality stuff;

the archetypes (quiz): 39% athlete, 33% advocate, 28% rebel. 

game of thrones/a song of ice and fire house/rank type: i imagine his family would be on the noble side, but rather than having inherited it through generations they’ve earned it through knighthoods. katsuki would definitely be far more interested in being an active knight than the lord of some castle. 

living stuff;

where do they live - explain on why they live there - or we’re the forcibly thrown there? What does it look like, how many rooms - any curtains? etc etc: he lives with his family, in an apartment building ( even though they could afford a bigger place - his mother insists on not having more than they need ) there are three bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room & four little closets. they don’t have any curtains - but bakugou’s mother has pinned up a sheet over her window because no @ the sun. 

do they have neighbours (you don’t have to go supper deep into it but you can if you want - heck don’t listen to me it’s your fucking character.): lmao you mean “deku” 

we have the standard vices (drink/drugs/smokes); what do they eat - are they vegetarian, vegan - lactose/gluten intolerent: katsuki wouldn’t touch alcohol, drugs or cigarettes honestly. he really values his body. like he knows he has to be in the best shape possible to be the best hero. so his diet also follows that - he doesn’t eat anything genuinely unhealthy. 

do they exercise? how often? how dedicated are they to it: bakugou works out a lot. not only just in school - which is mandatory, but also on his own time. he runs a few miles every sunday, he does cardio in his room, he has a punching bag in his family’s storage unit that he visits on sundays as well & spends at least three hours kickboxing with it. decidedly not using his quirk. 

cleaning routine. do they clean? do they clean once a month, does someone clean for them? can they clean - like have they been taught the standards of cleaning or are they a germaphobe: bakugou cleans a lot actually. his room at least. you might expect it to be a little torn apart - but it’s actually pretty organized. having his space neat gives him a nice feeling that helps him calm down. 

accessory stuff;

do they have a phone? if so what colour is it in? Does it have a case - what kind? do they have a ring tone or is it always on vibrate/silent? What is the ringtone (default, some david guetta song etc: yes he has a phone. it’s black. his case is black, but with a orange gradient. it’s almost always on vibrate though because his mom is almost constantly messaging him about whatever nonsense. he doesn’t have a song for a ringtone - just the default one. 

what does their key chain look like - do they lock their front/back/side door? how many keys do they have? do they have charms or old pet name tags: his keychain is basic as hell. it’s literally just a silver ring with 5 keys. one to his house, one to his bike lock ( not that he rides his bike all that often tbh ), one that unlocks his families storage unit, one that unlocks his dads office & one that opens this little vault he has in his room that holds his Most Precious Things. 

do they paint their nails? which ones (ie their toe nails or finger nails)? what colour(s): matte holo, nail art, one colour, top coat & base coat, only top coat, ONLY base coat: he doesn’t paint his own nails no, but honestly i don’t think he’d be against having someone else paint his nails. 

way too close for comfort stuff;

what do they smell like - do they shower often? do they LOAD the perfume/cologne on? if so what does it smell like - or is it a bunch of smells from birthday/christmas presents: bakugou smells like nitroglycerin. literally. because he sweats it. like he tries really hard to cover it because no one wants to smell like a chemical so he ends up smelling pretty “clean” because he uses all kinds of odorless soaps & such to cover it. bakugou has to shower really often ( like two times a day - minimum ) because otherwise he becomes a legit safety hazard. because of, as discussed, he sweats nitroglycerin. 

what kind of laundry detergent do they use? i am stealing a headcanon from this fanfiction && saying that he has to use a custom detergent to avoid blowing up washing machines with his clothes. 

do they ‘five-finger discount’ everything (steal shit), or is it just the ‘small’ stuff: bakugou literally wouldn’t shoplift anything. ever. 

family stuff;

how did their family upbringing affect them? were they orphans? were they spoiled? I have a lot of headcanons on this so i’ll direct you to my headcanon tag. 

do they even like their family? headcanon tag. 

friends stuff;

are they a friend hoarder? do they have 1-5 really good ones; or 1,200 fb friends: bakugou has, if he’s telling you himself one friend. in reality he’s probably got five people he likes well enough to actually want to be around them. but he’s really such an idiot when it comes to friends tbh. 

what do they look for in a friend? a listener or a talker: i think it’s more just that he needs friends who can deal with his dramatic monologues without taking them too seriously, but don’t expect him to do much in way of conversation otherwise. 

relationship stuff;

what do they look for in a relationship? boy isn’t looking for a relationship right now. he’s focused on becoming a pro hero. but if he were to get into a relationship it’d have to be with someone who respected that his hero dreams are his first priority & someone who understood him well enough that they could deal with his personality without trying to change it. other things too, but those are the big ones. 

how old were they when they had their first kiss, what happened? katsuki was seven-years-old & a girl pretty much jumped out up out of nowhere during recess smacked her lips against his && ran away. he was so shocked he kinda just stood there for a while. he never told anyone about it. 

how many relationships have they had? why didn’t they last? lmao he’s never been in a relationship in his life. 

are they straight, bi, gay? something else? he’s bisexual. but hasn’t really had the time/energy/interest in sitting down & doing any soul searching. he just knows that girls can be really fucking hot but so can guys. 

are they poly? or mono? bakugou would have to be monogamous. he’s way too fucking possessive to share. however i can see him being okay with a closed relationship with two other people? as long as they were all together exclusively. 

pet stuff;

do they have a pet? are they allergic to any animal? do they LOVE cats or hate them with a fiery passion - or are they just fucking cats: he doesn’t have a pet, because his dad #cannot with animals. but he’s not allergic to any of them & he fucking LOVES cats but he won’t admit it if asked. 

are they dressed up super cute? katsuki wouldn’t dress any pet up tbh. 

do they WANT a pet really badly but *insert relationship here* is allergic, hates animals etc? baku would like to get a cat but as said above, his dad just can’t with them. 

social media stuff;

do they have…  if so what is there… AND (since it applies to all of them) what’s their avatar? if they don’t have these in their world what would they be if your character could have them. 

facebook [user name], [## friend count], [any family members on the sidebar], [their about] : bakugou katsuki. 403 friends. his header image is an old family photo. his profile picture is him flipping of the camera & his about says, “if you don’t know who the fuck I am, why are you here?”

instagram [user name], [## following], [## followers], [## posts]: explosioncrowned. avatar is of him in a beanie. he’s following five hundred blogs, but has four hundred thousand followers because so many people love his posts tbh of which he has 2k of. he’s had his instragram for a little under a month & absolutely brags about his follower count. 

skype [user name], [## contacts], [description]: his skype username is just bakuplosion, he’s got 2 ( two ) contacts && no description. he exclusively uses skype to talk to his dad when he travels for work &&& his mom when she goes with him. 

tumblr [url], [## followers], [## following], [## mutuals], [## posts], fancy theme they made, fancy theme someone else made, OR tumblr default: honestly i don’t think baku would have a tumblr. he doesn’t care enough to maintain one. 

twitter [user name], [## followers], [## following], [## mutuals], [## posts]: explosioncrowned is his username again & once again he’s got a pretty significant following with 350k. he follows about 50 other people, 46 of which are mutuals. the other four are his #favorite celebrities.  

snapchat [user name], [## contacts], [## stories]: again, I don’t think he’d have a snapchat. it’s just not his thing. 

youtube [user name], [## subscribers], [## subscriptions], [## videos] - extra; are they a vlogger, gamer, musician, cover artist etc. he has a youtube account that’s literally just linked to his email. he only uses it for music && to watch montages of people failing at things. 

pinterest [user name], [## boards], [## following], [## followers]: while bakugou wouldn’t have his own pinterest - I have a pinterest for him so check it out. 

deviantart [uses name], [## watching ], [## watchers], [## submissions], [## favourites] - extra; do they sort anything?: yeah he definitely doesn’t have one of these. baku baby sucks at art.