#Of course they don't like doing it around other demons but sometimes I'll tell a joke & they have to cover their mouth & hold in a giggle

[dear-tortured-adam]

ྀི 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐩, 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 ⟢

⟡ a small conversation [happy birthday darlin'!] ft. mammon x gn!mc | tagging my bby @mammonsrockstargf <3 note: i do have two mammon fics in the drafts. but have some silly. once again, happy birthday to our lovable dumbass / aff ; wc: around 1k!

"Double shot. Shaken, not stirred."

"Make it three!"

Mammon perked up at your words, turning his head to face you as he raised a brow. "You sure, pearl? The booze 'ere ain't no joke."

You tilt your head, looking up and feigning a curious expression. "Hmmm…"

In moment's notice that mask shatters. Hums turned into less-than-discreet snickers, your fingers tapping a rhythmic tune on the glazed bar top. Each word wrapped in an air of assurance, with your other hand placed atop his. "Of course, of course! I'll be fiiiiine!"

"Eh, ya said so," Mammon shrugs. "No complaining, ya hear?"

You nodded, giggling like a child who got exactly what they wanted. The bartender nodded to your words, before retreating to his station: grabbing a mixer and a whole array of liquor. Not a bottle — several.

"So you go to this place?" you ask, resting your chin atop the palm of your hand.

Mammon nods, swirling the tiny bit of vodka left from the free jello shot. "Sometimes."

"I heard this was your favourite."

"Eh?" a small blush crept up his cheeks, though he shook it off, scoffing it off. "'course. Where else do ya expect me to go?" he retorted the questioning back, downing the remaining of that shot.

"The Fall?

"A demon can enjoy other things, human."

The tips of his ears grow redder by the second, as his eyes struggle to keep it's gaze locked in yours. Your bows furrowed.

You took note of his reaction, leaning closer. "You enjoy human realm alcohol, do you?"

Mammon froze. The glass made a loud 'clink' getting slammed on the hardwood, causing to you flinch. "W-what do ya mean?" the poor demon boy stuttered, his tan skin adorned in a rosy tint.

You click your tongue, "I don't know? Maybe…"

As you tilt your head to the barrage collection of human world imported beverages. On the highest of shelves were the most expensive, high-end wines that rivaled that of the finest demonus, and going lower you see barrels of beer; ready to serve upon order's request.

"And I heard the shop was fairly new," you hummed, a sly smirk toying your lips. "And they have only recently stocked on that new edition whiskey you liked~"

"S.. shut up."

Mammon was beyond speechless. And red, how the blush got too intense to where he covers his face with the palm of his hand, murmuring curses at his emotions expense.

Ever lovedrunk for this fool, you decided to tease him further. "Mammon~"

With a chuckle you took the hand off his face, your thumb caressing the back of his wrist. "Tell you what," you cooed. "I'll promise to take you to a far better bar back at the human realm for your birthday. How about that?"

Mammon's eyes widened, as tiny sparks linger in his irises. He had to blink. "You'd do that for me, pearl?"

"Mhm," you nodded. "And it can only be you.." you drew his hand closer, up until the faintest touch of fingertips dawdle on the soft fabric of your top. You glanced back, earning him a wink, "and me."

Mammon stares at how you just oh so effortlessly placed his hand at the middle of your chest, hovering over where he could feel the slow, sensual rhythm of your beating heart.

"No way…" he whispered. He had to trail back and forth from his hand and back to your face, processing all of this. Did you? You did not just… but you did. Knowing him, your ever lovable demon can now be analogous to a tomato, turning crimson as his hands clutched against the fabric. Though, what you didn't expect was how, temporarily, he traded away his tsundere facade.

That lovable idiot, with a wide grin breaking in on his lips with each tiny laugh.

"Yes way!" you exclaimed, your grip tightening around his wrist.

He gasped in amazed disbelief. "Oh my fuckin' Diavolo." It was a rare sight to see his ever surprised smile, though its through these instances where you learn to appreciate the greedy demon ever more. Even as you had his wrist off your fingers, he still feels the gentle thuds of your heartbeat lurk through his senses. "Tell me ya ain't joking."

"I'm not," you raised both your hands in the air. "Cross my heart."

That joke had somewhat got him back his own sentience. He shook his head, averting his gaze. "Yeah yeah.. I'll hold ya to it."

"You don't trust me?" You pouted, crossing your arms, "I guess I better drop it before it's-"

"Oh c'mere ya little-"

Before you could react back, Mammon had attacked you with a deadly combination of kisses and tickles. Every laughter heard by other guests mattered not, for you just had to take it back. Don't do that, now you shall face the proper punishment for it. Your humorous pleas of "stop!" and "mammon!" were left unheard.

Payback.

Minutes pass and you're catching your breath. Mammon was the one who looked at you smugly now, proud at how he's got ya all hazy in no time. You rolled your eyes.

"Sir, here's your order," the bartender returns, serving both of your drinks. A double and triple shot unidentifiable concoction for the both of you respectively. The drinks emit a marble mix of pink and gold, swirled accompanied with the dusts of edible stars. "Galaxies in a glass" ; now the drink name made a whole lot of sense.

"Oh?" you grabbed your glass, examining the little splashes of art. The little yellow heart at the center was just the perfect addition. "They're so pretty."

"It's the best on- Hey hey-"

"I'll be fine," you dismissed, taking a sip and———

You spat it out. Nearly all of it with the way you tumble the glass with how swift you were with letting got. Sticking out your tongue as if to take off the strong alcohol taste. Think of a daiquiri, but more concentrated and in turn, more unpleasant.

You clicked your tongue, meanwhile Mammon couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

"Told ya."

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[thedailydescent]

Claudia is just so...i am now dead and have never had a family and now these demons are telling me they're my parents and they're giving me nice things and live in a fancy house so i guess i'll go along with it. is this how a daughter’s supposed to feel? i'm no longer am afraid of the things that were a threat to me outside, but still i am afraid of coming home sometimes. but then i eat and everything tastes sweet so i temporarily forget. i'm happy to play the part. i can no longer go to school or play with my friends, but i have my diaries and dolls so it'll be alright. what do you think the kids my age are doing right now? i'd visit them but i'd just end up eating them in the end. i'm so hungry. is it normal to be a little scared of my father? is it normal to often have to take care of my father, rather than the other way around? i have no way of knowing. i don't really know who they are either, no matter how much i ask. the fathers in the books i read with heroine leads are no good either, absent most of the time, cruel in others. the daughters usually don't say anything but there's a lingering feeling there all the same, as if they're longing to say something, but saying it breaks the rules. is that the way it's supposed to be? i guess i don't know how to be a daughter. maybe i was never meant to be one. sometimes when i run into his arms, though, i can feel like it for a little while.

i can't love like everyone else can. any human would be a violation. i can't be in a relationship with my 'parents'. i can't have a relationship like my 'parents'. i can't make a vampire of my own. what would love and intimacy look like for someone like me? i can't accept this loneliness like they are telling me though. i won't accept this. i will find other vampires who can love me like i deserve. maybe my father can be my brother.

my brother betrayed me. but we can patch things up again, right? we have now found new vampires who accept me and let me be me. i have actually found someone who can take care of me well and love me the funny way i would require being loved. but now my brother is once again leaving me for another man who i don't trust, who i know would hurt him and me if i stayed. i'm angry but what does it matter? he can make me what i'm owed and then i will finally be happy. i will finally be free.

but of course, it's too late. it was always too late.

[yanderes-galore]

demons won and I really want to request yandere concept for Megumi with Affectionate! Darling. Bonus points if darling is very touchy with everyone, especially with Itadori :3

The dynamic for this is both funny and cute, so here you go :) Not intense this time around... just jealous/clingy Megumi for the most part.

Yandere! Megumi Fushiguro with Affectionate! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Slight Manipulation, Possessive/Protective behavior, Dubious companionship/relationship.

Megumi's personality creates an interesting difference between him and his darling in this concept.

Megumi is usually very stoic, serious, calculating, and easily irritated.

He even shows annoyance towards Yuji, Nobara, and Gojo at times.

You'd think an overly affectionate darling would get on his nerves.

Although... what surprises everyone is the fact he seems to enjoy you being affectionate at times.

Of course, there's a time and a place... but he sees it as something special.

When he first met you, your affectionate personality threw him for a loop.

At first he'd push you away and tell you to focus.

If you want to be affectionate with Yuji or Nobara, fine, but he isn't used to it.

Although... as he gets to know you and the attachment settles in... he hates you being so touchy with others.

Soon, when it's just you two, Megumi pulls you aside and asks you softly for some sort of affection.

Now the others are confused when Megumi seems to let you hang off him.

He lets no one else do such a thing.

You're hugging him, holding his arm, leaning your head against him...

Sometimes it's hard to tell if you're just friends or something more.

Megumi may not show much emotion towards it all...

But he really does adore it.

Before he didn't care if you clung to Yuji or Nobara.

Both of them tended to reciprocate and keep you happy.

Megumi saw how you smiled towards them... he saw all the excitement...

Leading him to feel a pang of envy deep within him.

Now? Well... Megumi often sticks around you and pulls you to him if you're feeling affectionate.

You don't need Yuji, Nobara, or anyone else for this...

He'll be the one to give you attention now.

It's such a strange change for him.

Most expect him to always be stoic and cold.

Yet with you he often pulls you into his arms when you ask and just... never looks go.

Others get a death glare the moment you try to be affectionate with them.

He may just be a good overprotective friend with you.

Or maybe his sudden craving for your affection is due to... newly developed feelings?

Megumi isn't one to voice his feelings.

Although... his actions towards you say everything.

There's times when you merely mention being affectionate with another person and Megumi's grip tightens.

"... why do you need to give them attention again? I'm right here."

He's always so calm, never usually raising his voice even when irritated at others.

If he's jealous he merely pulls you aside and buries himself into your neck or chest.

Safe to say Megumi would do fine with an affectionate darling.

He may not know what to do about it at first... but the longer he's attached?

He can't get enough of you clinging to him... no one else should experience this but him now.

"Don't move... just stay here with me, I'll pay attention to you more than the others... promise. Don't like you with any other person but me...."

[reirasheadcanons]

UPPER MOONS X READER (ONESHOT)

Featuring: Akaza, Douma, Kokushibo

Cw: none, just some cute headcanons, English isn't my first language, so I apologise if I make any mistakes.

Hope you enjoy!!

note: mention of having a family, kinks and alone time.

Akaza:

He is awkward towards any women expect you. He believes you both get along very well which is the only thing that matters to him. He have never told you that, but sometimes he is dreaming of you both having a family.

He enjoys giving you gifts of any kind. "Hey doll, do you want me to bring you anything when I get back?" "A-akaza you don't hav-" "I'll bring you something, see you later."

He has a lot of trust issues that's why he ALWAYS gets you together in missions (even if a hashira is around).

It may sound stupid, but he truly believes in love at first sight. So basically when you first caught his attention, he wanted you. "Do you love me?" "Of course I do! Are you dumb?" "Looks who's talking, you are really getting ahead of yourself, aren't you love?"

Once you told him Douma scares you, it was the last time Douma has heard of you. (Akaza was really proud of himself for that).

Even though he is a demon, he doesn't want to give you the impression that he ACTUALLY eats humans. (he starves himself when you are around).

Douma:

He is a psychopath and you know it. "When I get back from my temple, want to go outside and haunt people?!?" "Douma I don't want to." "B-but I-" "No." Your answer was clear. "Fineee only because it's you 😊"

"Hey, hey y/n! Lord Kibutsuji told me I did good!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT??" One answer, you couldn't. He always gets excited when he gets praised. "Good job Douma, good job." You pat his head sweetly. From now on, he is the happiest demon alive.

He hated when you talked about other upper moons in front of him. "Douma, isn't lord Kokushibo so cool?" Silence. "Aren't I cool enough for you y/n?" You knew that attitude. He was being jealous. And you knew that Douma being jealous isn't the best thing.

Other than that, your boyfriend had a very weird and unusual kink. He loved painting your nails for you. Red, blue, yellow, it doesn't matter. As long as his darling is satisfied.

In your alone time, he enjoys hugging you. You can't say no to him. You know he won't listen. He wants for himself. He is the only one who can claim you. What a man huh.

Once, he saw you hanging out with Akaza and he quickly joined. Sometimes you say to yourself that it's better without him.

Kokushibo:

Something about this man drives you crazy. His eyes, his scent, his aura.. and yeah. You eventually found out that he accepted Douma's offer and he stared wearing perfume. You teased him A LOT when you found out.

As lord Muzan's favourite upper moon, he has to stay in missions more than usual. He always knew how to pay back for that. Gifts, dresses, food. Everything to satisfy your needs and to win your heart. "Moonlight, I brought you this dress do you like it?" Of course you did.

He had a really ward time to talk/communicate with the other upper moons, which really caused you anxiety. "'Shibo, do you get along with the others?" Silence. "I do." "No you don't", "I do.", "No.", 'Yes." That kept going for a while.. You knew he was trying really hard to talk with them. You also knew he hated it when they stared at you.

When the other upper moons found out about your relationship with Kokushibo, you were in serious danger. Although lord Kibutsuji didn't even paid attention to it, the others did. You decided to stay away from them and only wait in Kokushibo's temple. As it's normal for a human, the infinity caste scared you a lot.

It is believed that Kokushibo is a really tough demon. When it comes to his nightmares he isn't the same. He once saw his twin brother on his sleep, something that caused tears in his eyes. You didn't know much. You only knew his name was Yorrichi. After all, you weren't even allowed to call out that name. You stayed close to him, hugging him, telling his it's going to be alright. He was so glad to have you.

He was really insecure of his looks. And that's the main reason why he didn't want to be seen with you. A goddess like you, with a monster.. what could the world think? It didn't matter to you. He was yours and you accepted him.

HOPE YALL ENJOYED IT! I APOLOGISE IF IT'S TOO SHORT!! SEE YOU NEXT TIME<3

[skyeslittlecorner]

Point to point - Andrealphus

Writing for him relieves my stress, so he will be my scapegoat until February. Sorry dear, love you. You're lucky I can't write smut.

Words: 866

Other parts: On the other side | Promised Land | Point to point | Love is blind (18+)

꧁:･ ✡ ･:꧂

Living with a demon is different than you thought.

Is it constant sex and idyll? Neither one nor the other. But that doesn't mean it's not fun.

"Don't touch me by surprise." He asked when he first stepped foot in your house. "I don't want to hurt you."

You tried, but couldn't get used to it. Touching and cuddling was your love language. Even if you managed to warn him, there were times when you forgot and hugged him unexpectedly. He never hurt you, but always stiffen.

"I have an idea how to solve this." Dusting the shelves one day made you inspired. "Let's set a sign!"

"Sign?"

  "Yes! It's about the surprise touching." You reminded him, words coming out faster than your thoughts.

Leaving the cloth, he wiped his hands and came closer.

"What do you mean?"

You stroked his cheek with your finger.

"What do you say to that? I'll remember to pet you more than to talk to you."

With a calm smile, he reached for your hand and cuddled up to it.

"I like this idea, and now..."

He moved your fingers to his own lips, that were soft and hot. Long tongue wrapped around your fingers. The bolt of pleasure rushing through you to the bottom.

"Cleaning can wait."

Point for him.

꧁:･ ✡ ･:꧂

He gently bandaged your wounds. The stitched hand already looked good, but you still refrained from hissing in pain. His alert ears picked up on it. Leaning down and gently moving his lips, he kissed your skin over the bandage.

"What are you doing…?"

"Giving you painkillers."

You blushed. Such a strong medicine always worked. Of course, he couldn't see your red cheeks, but you made sure to show him. Rough fingers felt warm on your face. He chuckled, leaned down and kissed you.

Point for him.

꧁:･ ✡ ･:꧂

You found a new hobby. What's better than a men's shirt? A men's shirt for sleeping, of course. It's baggy. Comfortable. Smells like him. Touched his body. You could walk around like this all day, and you were going to, if you had the day off. You wondered if he would ever find out. Three days passed, and you felt brave enough to put on the shirt from his uniform and didn't bother with the buttons. He had no idea anyway, right? Excitement consumed your spine and abdomen. 

While you were making coffee this morning, he walked behind you, and you felt a tug on the collar.

"You think I don't know?" He pulled the fabric down. Of course, the unbuttoned shirt came off. "It doesn't smell like you."

You grumbled something under your breath in response, but not very clearly, because his hands landed on your waist and his lips on the back of your neck. Legs buckled beneath you as his grip tightened.

Point for him.

꧁:･ ✡ ･:꧂

The bathroom had always been a battleground, and you had the impression that he was doing it on purpose. He could tell from a distance if you were wearing his clothes, but he couldn't smell if he was using shampoo or soap? And this text that "the smell doesn't matter here"? Of course, it does! There are no nettle soaps. But he stubbornly claimed that it was impossible and that you have to show him what's where.

You would understand if you were to stay in the bathtub with him, but that wasn't the case. Sometimes he would just ask you to help him wash his hair. You had a small bathtub, and he didn't want to splash everything by the shower. But he was always polite. Way too polite. Never tried to pull you in. 

But finally, you understood why, when from under the foam you saw beautiful, shiny and black horns.

"Ready?" He gurgled from somewhere below.

"Just a moment. We have to do this carefully."

You changed the angle of the shower and ran your hand through his hair, lazily stroking the base of the horn. He shuddered. You felt it under your palm and saw him hunch his head in his arms.

"I think it is enough…"

"I think not!"

It was too big to wrap your hand around, so you stroked it in a long motion, from the base, through the spirals, to the tip. You put the shower down and turned it off. No water needed anymore.

Andrea was breathing heavily. You could see cuts from his claws on the porcelain where he held his fingers. Suddenly you envied the furniture. These scars should be on your body. And you’ll get them. You leaned in to whisper sweetly into his ear.

"Almost."

Then you started massaging his hard shoulders and ran your tongue over his black horns again. You took the tip in your mouth, it was surprisingly sweet.

"If you don't leave..." He growled throatily.

This threat only awakened your own inner demon.

"Make me."

A strong grip pull you into the bathtub. You were wet, and not just from water. He kissed you deeply before you could protest; hungrily, like his life depended on it. You forgot that you were supposed to tease him, but your blacking memory didn't change anything.

Finally, a point for you.

[nogenderbee]

Hi! Could I request the brothers + Diavolo with a reader that likes to cook or bake for them? Making bentos, dinner, etc.

Hello and that's really cute idea! I personally am not that good at cooking but it still was a lot of fun! So I hope you enjoy as well <3

Brothers+Diavolo with reader who like to cook/bake

⊱ Lucifer always appreciated how you loved cooking and baking since he always could count on you when you were on cooking duty that day

⊱ even when you wasn't on cooking duty, you always agreed to help others when they had theirs which often leaded to his brothers using you when they didn't wanted to cook

"YN, you need to stop agreeing on taking cooking duty for them, they're not busy, they're just lazy..."

⊱ if it ever happens that you will make a bento for him or just prepare any meal for him and him only, you can be sure he'll enjoy every bite of it

⊱ if you did it because he had a lot of work lately and was so overworked he didn't even had time to go down and eat with you and his brothers, it only makes him appreciate you more than he already does

"Thank you very much, although you didn't had to get out of your way just for this. I can very well take care of myself. But I still obviously appreciate it so thank you!"

⊱ the moment Mammon discovered how good you actually are at cooking and baking, he immediately thought about starting your own business, like restaurant of some sorts for example

⊱ he once actually tried to start his idea and basically got you into it promising you that it all will be alright but a certain older demon stopped him and gave him a lecture how he shouldn't use human and especially his lover

⊱ but expect him to ramble to you how he doesn't want to do all of this work by himself so you're usually there to keep him company and help him with some things, and don't worry he doesn't leave everything to you

"Oi, human! Keep an eye on that pot, will ya? Great Mammon has chopping to do!"

⊱ if it ever happens that you being him a bento, he'll act like he doesn't care when the truth is that he'll enjoy every bite of it and is willing to fight everyone and anyone who interrupts him while doing so

"It's for me? Of course you made a gift like that for THE Mammon!"

⊱ Levi knew you were good at cooking and baking so of course he asked you for help whenever he wanted to try making any food that he saw in anime or manga

⊱ but he also will sometimes ask you if you can take his cooking duty for him, but he doesn't do it often, only when he's in some game that's important to him

"YN! Please you have to save me! I have important game tournament today! Can you PLEAASE take cooking duty for me? I promise I'll make up for it!"

⊱ if you made him a meal because of how worried you were that he hasn't came out of his room much, he'd be sooo talent by this

⊱ after all he's just watching anime or playing games, you don't have to worry so much about grossy otaku like him

⊱ try feeding him with your own made meal while he's too into anime or game, he'll automatically open his mouth and swallow like it's nothing just to realize later what happened

"My Henry, you're truly the kindest person I ever met! Do you want to watch this with me?"

⊱ Satan may be manipulative but he would never use the fact that you can cook against you

⊱ I mean sure, he may have a lot more important things to do than cooking duty but you're also his lover, so faster he'll ask you for help in the kitchen

⊱ if you do help him, he'll definitely treat you to some cat cafe

"I have cooking duty today so would you mind helping me so I can finish all of it faster? I promise I'll pay you back somehow!"

⊱ if you ever give him any meal prepare just for him which probably would be a bento of some sorts then he'd love to enjoy it with either good book in his hand or with your company

⊱ if he'll eat with good book, you can be sute that he'll tell you later how it created a mood and made his book even more enjoyable than normally

⊱ if he'll eat around you tho, you can expect him to just compliment you from nowhere every couple minutes just to make sure you know he really appreciated it and enjoys it

"The food you made is really tasty, I hope you're aware of your abilities. Yes I know I said the same thing 3 minutes ago but it's true so I don't see a problem in repeating it."

⊱ whenever it was a new food trending on internet, Asmo immediately went to you to ask if you can prepare it for him so he can try this and post his opinion with some cute photos on his Devilgram

⊱ sometimes he does uses it against you tho... he'll ask you to help him with his cooking duty just to complain to you and tell the stupidest reasons why he can't cook today

"Darling but just look! Do you see my nails? I literally done them today and if I were to cook something then all my work would go on waste!"

⊱ if you ever make him any meal just for him then be ready for being spoiled in kisses and every kind of affection because at very least, first 5 minutes after receiving it, he'll spoil you with his love as thanks

⊱ also of course he MUST take million photos of food before eating it ESPECIALLY if you decorated it, but don't worry, he'll obviously tag you!

⊱ after that he enjoys every second of it and probably manages to get you to feed him and what's more important maybe even feed you

"C'mon don't you want to taste your amazing work? Or maybe I should use my mouth instead~"

⊱ Beel couldn't be happier when he discovered that your cooking is this good, he'd always end up asking you to making him something but for you it could be really tiring...

⊱ he sometimes things of asking you for help when he have his cooking duty just so he can taste your amazing cooking but at the same time he doesn't want to use you

⊱ but if he hasn't tasted your cooking in really long time, then he definitely will ask if you can help him prepare something

"Can you help me with my cooking duty today? I'd just really like your company and you always make meals taste better!"

⊱ if you ever make him a meal, he eats it in second complimenting your abilities and asking if you have any more so you better actually make a lot of him

⊱ no matter how much and how often he'll eat your food, he'll always appreciate it even if you make him the same dish over and over, it just always tastes good to him

"Mmm! It's tasty like everything you make! Do you maybe have some more?"

⊱ first thing that came into Belphies mind when he discovered that you can cook very good was using asking you for help when he's on his cooking duty

⊱ he won't play in any manipulation and stuff, he'll go to kitchen with you and there he'll tell you that he's too tired for this and will literally fall asleep on the floor

"I'm too tied for this... You're alright with doing it by yourself, right? I'll keep you company while napping... *immediately falls asleep*"

⊱ if you ever make some meal for him then he better not be asleep unless you want your food to get cold before he has a chance to eat it

⊱ if he's not asleep tho then he's going to actually enjoy it and stop himself from sleeping to spend some time with you

⊱ bonus points if you make something that's supposed to keep you awake, for him you better double it a few times and hope that it'll keep him awake for at least a minute

"It's very good... I'm sure Beel would also appreciate it, we should do picnic together sometime."

⊱ Diavolo was always impressed by how good you can cook, he even thinks your abilities may match Barbatos one day

⊱ if you ever agree to cook something at his castle or just help his butler with cooking meals, he'd be more than happy that he can taste meal made by 2 his favorite chefs

"It's certainly one of the best things I ever tasted! When you combine your abilities, you truly can make something incredible!"

⊱ if cooking and baking is generally your passion then he definitely will do his best to get some recipes from the best chefs and bakers

⊱ if you make something special for him and him only, he'd definitely love to show how grateful he is but spoiling you with gifts

"Ah another meal just for me? You truly are the nicest one I have met! Is there something in particular you'd be interested in as my gratitude?"

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[12pt-times-new-roman]

c3e79

They have some convos in Morri's manor, and Orym does not seem happy that they've decided to run away into the Feywild. But he's rolling with having been mostly silent, brooding, and working out over the past day.

Fearne goes to talk to Birdie. She and Ollie were able to escape to the Feywild gateway, but Hondir took off toward Ashanadoor instead to reconvene with his allies.

Upon mentioning Tevon, Fearne -- apparently the party's lie detector -- can tell that Birdie isn't lying about not having had dealings with devils or demons, but she's still being guarded about something. "Fearne, you may not know how your father and I met, but know that he is a good man in his morals, and I've met no man greater than him. We met because we were both briefly entangled with the Unseelie Court; Ollie was a prisoner of theirs, and I was once enthralled by the wiles of one among them. This gentleman of whom I was romantically entangled with promised much, and delighted in my darker impulses... I was whisked away into the arms of this dark lover who danced with me, he waxed poetic about taking the moon from the Moonweaver herself, and he was beautiful as he was terrifying... I was in an odd place, and I do not like who I was then... my Unseelie suitor talked of the importance of our union, and when it was time for me to give birth to you, he brought me to a hilltop on Exandria beneath the red moon Ruidus, as he had planned and we had discussed."

Fearne's biological father is Atheon Zathuda, the Sorrow Lord of the Unseelie Court -- the person who chased them from the Malleus Key, who Morri fought for them as they fled. He had dealings with Otohan and Ludinus, who promised him that he'd be freed from the Moonweaver's imprisonment if he helped them make the key. Birdie notes specifically that Zathuda spoke with an "Exandrian high magus" to plan Fearne's birth so that she would be Ruidusborn.

Once Fearne was born, Zathuda stopped giving attention to Birdie and treated her badly, so she fled, taking Fearne and Ollie with her. When Ollie had his vision years later, they did what any parents would do: they kept Fearne safe. They knew that the Unseelie and Zathuda would be looking for Fearne, so they left her with Morri. "I don't ever want you to think that I'm asking for forgiveness, I know you can't give me that, but I'll try to make it up to you in time."

While that happens, Orym goes to talk to Ashton. "I realize that I didn't say a lot yesterday. I've just been thinking. To be honest, Ash, I was as freaked out as everybody else by what happened, but that's not what I want to say to you right now. I just want you to feel what you're gonna feel -- be angry, sad, confused, questioning, guilty, shameful, whatever. But we do care about you. I care about you. [Yeah. I think I believe that now.] Well, time, right? Whatever you're gonna feel, we're all going through it, and I get it, I do. You and your dad, Imogen and her mom, and me with everything I carry around -- it's hard not to let it be personal, and of course it's personal, but we can't let this be about our every little hidden heartbreak right now. [No. I mean, I'll admit that the positive reinforcement after jumping into a pool of lava may have been... I can see the escalation, the more I think about it.] I listened to everyone lay into you yesterday, and that's not what this is about. I care about you, and with everything that's coming, feel what you're gonna feel but also don't let perfect be the enemy of good. This group, as fucked as it is, this is the play. This is the angle, there are no legends coming in to save us -- it's just us, and we gotta pick up and do. When we leave, it's gonna be hard, but try not to spend all your time grappling with your demons, because I need your hands free so you can pick up that hammer and fight." Orym gives him a kiss on the forehead.

Allura assures them that every group of people who cares about each other falls out from time to time, sometimes drastically.

Imogen takes off the circlet because if she hadn't been wearing it, she would've known what Ashton was planning. Which is a massive fucking invasion of privacy and such an overstep that the people around her definitely need to interrogate her on

They start putting the pieces together between Zathuda, Otohan, and Ludinus, and decide to ask Allura about Sammanar (the leader of the Unseelie Court). "Sammanar is one of the five major archfey of the Fey Realm, Keeper of the Sun's Shadow (a region), master of the Unseelie Court. They are a moody entity, a rare sight out amongst the rest of the realms; they are the watcher of the twilight, the stiller of violent emotions, a bit of a prick." Archfey collect titles like rotten fruit. Zathuda himself is a brutal warlord who finds poetry in violence, and he has no other children; and he is the wielder of the Dusk Hunger, Blade of the Black Flame.

They show Morri the fire shard, and Laudna has to walk away into another room. (There's a point to be made here, I just don't have the bandwidth to make it.)

Allura speculates on why the Unseelie Court might want to depose the Moonweaver. It could be that they want to create a power vacuum, because the Moonweaver has significant influence in the Fey Realm — being generally good-aligned, she's definitely not a favorite of the Unseelie.

The leaders of the Fey Courts control who can and can't pass through fey gates, but some powerful archfey can mess with that "permission" — including Morri.

From what Allura knows of Morri, she is a "stalker of dreams, a voyeur of insecurity, a promiser of many things and a robber of others. There are stories that say she is an entity of balance, and others that say she is a reaper of sadness... in scholarly circles, she is a dubious and dangerous entity, in the sense that there are few that can even attempt to ascertain her true nature."

And thus, we begin the scavenger hunt. Morri gives them drinks, and says she has chosen three items from her collection, and has devised three different adventures for them: communciation, truth, and honesty. For each adventure they succeed, they gain an item. For each they fail, they "know what they have to work on."

They choose Honesty. Smoke fills the entire chamber, the temperature drops, and they feel a breeze — they're no longer inside the Manor, and instead find themselves in a dense fey jungle. In front of them is a massive cliff with no visible bottom, with broken stone and ruins across it. Morri gathers them and procures a brass monocle with a deep viridian lens — a veilscatter lens. "This, my friends, is the first item: the monocle of true essence. It will be your job to find this." She throws it into the ravine, and it disappears. "You all must work together to find it. The chasm is unclimbable, but it listens, and as our agreement, it only listens to honesty. Speak of your secrets, speak of your truth about each other, reveal something about yourself, and the land may show you a path forward." She puts all of them into a giant fucking hamster ball and tosses them into the chasm, like those levels of Super Mario Galaxy, and we go to break!

As they hit the bottom of the chasm, the magical shield dissipates, and they land in a muddy bog.

FCG is the first one to try "honesty," and admits that they like eating silver more than copper. Stone platforms move into place for about 15 feet — the bigger the truth, the bigger the gain.

Imogen's turn: she's genuinely scared to meet Liliana again. More steps appear.

Chetney attempts to argue that wood is fundamentally better than metal. Leeches start eating them.

Laudna: "Deep down inside, both Delilah and I kind of want the shard!" A jut of stone forms a 30-foot spike up to a vantage point.

Imogen: "I love Laudna deeply, but I'm disgusted at the idea of Delilah watching us all the time." A crumbled city begins to push out of the mud at the bottom of the chasm.

Orym: "I'm super lonely, even at night, and it doesn't matter if I'm bunking with one of you guys."

FCG: "Sometimes I pity some of you, because you have beating hearts and opportunities and you don't do enough with them." (bonus 4th-wall breaking Travis: "We're still in the game, right?!")

I actually fucking love this so much, because it's the fact that the Bells Hells fundamentally want to be honest with each other and to trust each other, but they've never done that outside of dire consequences, and this is giving them an opportunity to be honest without direct consequence.

Also Orym: "I guess I've always laughed it off, but I do kind of wonder if Chetney is my dad!" Laudna's vantage point that she climbed up to extends another 30 feet.

Ashton: "Oh, fuck it. I am the reason that the Jiana Hexum robbery went wrong, and the reason I got thrown out of that window!" Remnants of this ruined city's culture continue to emerge. This truth is the reason Ashton believed the Nobodies were right to leave them.

Fearne: "I feel like we are very ill-equipped for this job and we're gonna fail at saving the world."

Chetney: "I do fear that children will find my toys and thereby myself obsolete with every year that I grow older."

FCG: "Every time I hurt or kill something, it feels really good. It makes me relax a little bit, and some of my stress goes away." (hold up do we have BG3 dark urge characters in BOTH ongoing CR campaigns right now??)

Imogen: "I know we're supposed to save the gods, but none of them will ever respond, so I think I'm tainted. I don't know if I want to save gods that don't love me." *sigh*

Laudna: "You know we could all ripcord right out of this whole 'saving the world' thing any time, right? And I fantasize about it all the time."

Amidst the rain, Orym spots the lens and points it out. He leaps toward it, Laudna gives him a feather fall, and he lands on the roof where it is. He retrieves it and tucks it away, but they still need to get up to the top of the chasm.

Fearne: "Sometimes I do stuff to you guys while you're sleeping. Not weird stuff! I just look at you. You're so content and comfortable, and I can look at your faces real close and twiddle your hair."

Ashton: "Any time it's too quiet, I start worrying that one of us is going to end up killing another of us accidentally. Except for Orym, you're the one I worry about the least." Orym, in response: "I have all the faith in the world, all of you. And I have also thought about how to neutralize each of you."

FCG: "I kinda worry that I put all my eggs in the Changebringer basket and that she might betray us all. I had a weird conversation with her and she seems out for herself, and she might not really care about me, but she might and I'm saying awful things, and I'm sorry!"

Imogen: "Fearne, I was disappointed in you for running away from your power! You should take the shard!" (This one isn't enough of a truth.)

Orym: "I really miss Dorian, and sometimes I think that's okay but sometimes I think it isn't!"

Pate, out of left field: "I'm barely alive! What do you want from me?! I don't have feelings!"

Ashton: "I feel worse because I just fucked up Fearne's live way more than mine, and I should've died instead of that happening!"

Chetney: "I grew up in the Bramblewood, and when I was a kid, I came back and realized my whole family had left. All they left behind were toys. They left because oft he Rimelord, so I'm afraid of dragons — I had five siblings, and I was so angry I never looked for them so now I think they're dead, and I'm afraid that any family I have will leave me, so that's why I don't get attached to anybody."

Chetney's last confession bridges the gap. Zebra-striped manta rays, flying, with hands where their head would be, grab the Bells Hells and drops them at the top of the chasm. Morri waits for them there. "Well! It looks like you succeeded. Congratulations on your first team building exercise. I hope you got a lot out of it."

The monocle they got can cast detect magic once per day, arcane eye once per day, and see invisibility once per day, and gives advantage on insight and perception checks. It also doesn't require attunement.

They choose the Communication trial next. Morri brings them to a barely-lit, underground chamber with a tall rock ceiling that goes endlessly in all directions. There's a glowing yellow orb in the middle of a round platform; it's textured and odd, almost organic. There are three thin walkways that curl away from the platform. "Welcome, friends. This is a thunderwasp hive. Be mindful not to panic or speak too loudly; they get riled." She asks for three volunteers: Chetney, Ashton, and Imogen. The three of them are blind as the skin grows over their eyelids, and Matt has them put blindfolds on. The three of them vanish, and are placed on the ends of the three winding platforms.

OHHHHH I SEE

Each of the blindfolded players has a small map with a path drawn on it, and a mini they must guide along that path. The non-blindfolded players must guide their hand using instruction alone along that path. If they get too close to the edge, that player rolls a dex save to avoid falling into the pit below. Then, if the instructions get too loud, the wasps create an obstacle.

I honestly love that Orym/Liam is taking the lead here. It makes so much sense — Orym was a soldier. He knows how to command, knows how to communicate, knows how to make sense to people. In challenges like this, a leader will always emerge, and here it's Orym.

Chetney succeeds, and the two major contributors — FCG and Orym — are silenced for Imogen's trial, while Chetney is able to contribute. And yes, the interplay between Travis directing Laura as her husband and Laudna directing Imogen as her in-game girlfriend is exactly as entertaining as you'd think, but it's also working far better than I thought it would

Imogen succeeds, and Chetney and Laudna are silenced because they were the two major contributors. Only Imogen and Fearne are left to communicate with Ashton. Somehow, this is the calmest group so far, but because a single failed saving throw that had absolutely nothing to do with either Ashton or his directions, they fail the trial — a planned outcome.

Morri gives them an ultimatum. They can try one more time, all-or-nothing: if they fall, they die, but they get to choose who is being directed and who gives direction. Orym volunteers to go, and chooses Chetney and Imogen to give directions. (This is, objectively, the correct choice. Orym has the best dexterity, giving him an advantage on every check associated with this test; and Travis and Laura proved themselves to be the best direction-givers in the previous trials. I'm honestly amazed at Travis here, because he's giving directions like "lift up your 3 fingers" because he knows that makes it easier to maneuver.)

"Go, go, straight line, put your arms out to Nana Morri, you are there honey!"

Morri claps, congratulates them, and gives them their prize: the scarf of intrusive intent. The bearer can cast suggestion twice per day, magic mouth twice per day, and fear once per day.

Lastly, trust. The cold gives way to warmth, and the sound of birds, insects. They find themselves standing in a deep fey forest. Above is an enclosed canopy, and they are surrounded by runes, archways partially crumbled, extremely sharp thorns. In the center is a large well, filled with mirror-like water.

"Well, friends. We're here at your final test. Here, in this interesting site of lost fey history, you all learn to trust one another. There are three altars somewhere in these surrounding ruins, and upon each of these altars lays a section of a blanched ivory branch. I need you all to work together to bring all three of those back here and lay them into the water. Do you think you can do that?" "What's the catch?" "Let me introduce to you some friends." Two figures step out, humanoid but not, elongated and gray. "These are two doppelganer friends of mine, and they've been studying all of you, in and out. Two of you will be removed, and doppelganer taking their place, but you have to figure out who that is before they ruin this for you."

It's a literal game of werewolf! Two of them will get doppenganer cards, their objectives, and clues to the map.

Matt is out here playing mini games within mini games within mini games, I swear to god–

[faces-ofvenus]

Watching shows/movies together.

How often do you watch shows together, their preferred genre or sub-genre, and whether they continue to watch without you when you clearly schedule to watch together, and their preferred show.

horror | suspense or action

Aegon likes very much series that give him some adrenaline, or that make him scared, that's why horror, suspense or action series or movies are his favorites, he doesn't like psychological horror very much, since he thinks it's quite stopped and sometimes he can't understand completely, or join the dots correctly, he's lazy you know, always wanting the explanations to come without him having to look for it, you tell him to shut up and pay attention to how scary and disturbing it all is for a fact and he's like, "and when does the scare really come!

I'll tell you, he's scary enough, yes, he gets scared in some movie and you're looking at him like, that's not even scary, it was obvious the devil was going to show up, and he's hugging you because he wasn't really expecting it, and you laugh and hug him back, sometimes not to make him feel bad, or better yet to make him feel good, you hug him and climb up on his lap saying that you are scared even though you are not and he is shitting himself but he gets a poker face and is like, "yes I am scared, but I am your prince and I will protect you from these demons" is cute and he laughs when you are scared and he is not.

Action and survival series are his favorite, he is the type that liked round six and you were team Alice in Borderland so you introduced him and he was like "what a fucking series" would he survive the games, of course not but say yes, just to see him happy, he gets all sad when his favorite character died, yes he cursed the series because they killed his favorite character, who in his vision carried the whole series on his back, and now it is boring as fuck.

His favorite series would for sure be Alice in Borderland or the boys, only because he secretly loves superheroes, he thinks he would be a brutish Billy but in reality he is just a sedentary version of the homelander.

His favorite movie for sure would be Saw, Deadpool, The conjuring and Bullet train.

He hardly watches any series or movies without you, first because he himself before you only knew how to drink, go out and fuck, and sometimes just sleep, most of the time actually, then you came along and he was like, yeah staying up at 5 in the morning watching series instead of dancing in a club is not that bad, and it is just amazing, he loves it and he really loves it.

The way there is a lot of bullshit around you, and no alcohol, he secretly started to have an addiction to chocolate instead of whiskey thanks to you congratulations, now he would rather have a bar of pure sugar and cocoa than a horrible Marlboro cigarette.

You are usually in a cuddling position, with you on top of him lying on the huge sofa in his apartment, he likes the feeling of your bodies being together but not in a sexual way, usually one of his hands is firmly on your waist, and the other is with some candy in hand, sometimes a cigarette but you hate it when he smokes lying down, especially when he once dropped garbage on you, what he was stopping his hands are usually busy too, but otherwise always hugging you too.

You don't like going to the movies in the cinema much mainly because it doesn't have the same comfort as his bed, and generally you prefer his tv than, a pc or something.

drama | sitcom or daily life series

Jace is almost a chameleon I would say, he sees if anything that catches his attention, but obviously his gaze is usually more glued on sitcoms or series that portrays some kind of daily life, be it teenagers, at work or something more mature, long series are a love and hate, he loves not having to be every week having to look for what to watch, since when he starts watching something, he doesn't stop until it's over, and he always needs to fill this void.

So long series can keep him hooked for a long time, at the same time Jacaerys is someone who is a little too critical, so as the seasons go by he might dislike it more and more, like when he decided to marathon all the seasons of How I Met Your Mother, but he never gives up, he has the philosophy to always finish everything he starts, what you can and what you can't agree on, if you are the short series type or watch too many at once, it can make him confused like, we were watching this one because you want to switch to another one, and you look at him "Jacaerys Velaryon, we have seen 5 seasons of the same series in the last weeks".

So yes miss freie, but apart from all that, he loves having that time with you, and he would never watch it without you, or at least without your permission, let's face it, sometimes it can be repetitive, you have a lot of conversation about the series and issue especially if it deals with more serious stuff in general, If it is a movie that is too crazy, and you can't watch it together, believe me, you have been up all night talking about the amazing plot twist of the series you are watching, and it was like my head exploded, I didn't expect it, and you were laughing or crying about it.

About movies, you see everything in general, he really enjoys going to the movies, it's a good way to of calling you out to go out and so on, and he especially likes it when it's some kind of horror because you always lodge yourself in his arms, and he also likes to be your savior, he doesn't get scared so easily, I can also say that Jacaerys is the kind of person who loves a typical romance, he's just a romantic guy and all, and when the actor says a romantic and heartbreaking line, he'll get your attention, and he'll say the same words to you, and you'll be just like, what a fucking man, then they'll kiss, in short your courtship is a romance movie.

He hates movies of dogs dying that just, don't stop, it kills him inside, the last 2 movies where the dog dies that you took him to watch he just cried, he cried, it was so heartbreaking, he remembered his beloved Vermax, and how only painful because he feels the same connection, so yes you have destroyed him for, it requires after hugging session between him, you and poor Vermax who is not understanding why his owner is crying, hugging saying that you two are the most important things to him, and doesn't understand why in every movie, the protagonist loses the girl or or his life partner.

investigation | documentaries

Aemond has peculiar and immutable tastes, he hates horror movies not because of the scare, but because everything is so fake and predictable, he hates romance just because it's so melodramatic that he just doesn't like it, he hates drama because, the genre says it all, if he's going to be sad, he won't watch a movie that takes 1 hour of his life, sometimes more, and he hates mostly everything reminiscent or at least almost everything reminiscent of fantasy.

But he doesn't spend all day in a book, to his delight obviously, since you felt that you simply didn't spend that much time with him, even if you like all of them or some of the genres mentioned above, I can tell you that trying to force him to watch them will be a very bad idea.

He loves crime series, or those that make him think and get out of his thought bubble, the best way to win him over is to put on something like that, but he hates things that go on too long, so anthology series are his favorites, law series also always catch his interest, if you have the same tastes congratulations, you'll make him sit for a long time on the couch/bed with you watching, but he's not the type to talk much, so it can be a little boring, especially if you don't pay attention.

But it is so funny, when the shock of finding out the killer comes, you are like, I didn't understand what he looked like, and he spends a long, long time explaining to you how he already knew, maybe you already knew too, but the fact that he is so interested and talks like an expert entertains you more than the series.

Once you told him that you found a magnificent movie about investigation, and he was like, tell me more, and you watched it knowing the horror he was going to look, but you made him promise that he would watch it with you until the end, detail, the movie was Scooby-Doo, he looked at you for a long time, but to soften him up you just kissed him and it worked for a while, he hated most of the actors yes, their shallow dramas annoyed him, but the investigation was kind of? Amusing, he won't admit that ok, seeing you laughing at some stupid joke, made up for everything, even if he would never admit that either.

He also loves documentaries, even though he is boring about many things, he just likes to know, so the best time to introduce him to various things, for sure would be through this, you have seen documentaries of everything from serial killers, to the first video game ever invented, it's just that he likes to know, and if you like it as much as he does, he is happy to share, and spend much of his time with you just watching television.

His favorite series is True Detective, he just of the series, as I said, police investigation and antagonistic series, win him over quite easily, he would like you to watch it with him, if you don't like it that's ok, but the fact that he wants to share with you something that is maybe his favorite thing, no matter if he has already watched it with you he will watch it again.

He is not a movie man, he doesn't like movie theaters very much, it's noisy most of the time, everybody together in one place, he hates it, and he has no privacy at all, but his favorite movie would be Knives out, first because in a way, it reminds him a lot of his family, greedy bastards (he puts himself in the wheel) with some futile thoughts, and a patriarch that in his view, is weak, he also loves that everybody is suspicious, he even suspected the children, everybody, and was horrified by the ending.

fantasy | anime

Yes he is otaku yes you are otaku, yes you breathe anime and fantasy series and movies, Lucerys even before he met you always liked anime and fantasy in general mainly because it has an extra meaning in his life, even going beyond series and movies to books and manga, he always looked for it as a way to not only escape from his reality, but just the fact of knowing a new world already makes his eyes shine, he has this since he went to see the Lord of the Rings with Laenor and Jacaerys, maybe also because it was his father who introduced him to this whole world, for the first time maybe he found something they both had in common.

He is a fictionalized one I would say, owning several miniature and even life-size dolls, and when he met you he was honestly insecure as always about liking such things, maybe it was the first time he questioned his tastes, Aegon thought it was all childish and childish of course, and made bad jokes with him constantly for his entertainment, Aemond even not speaking much especially with the past disagreements that marked their relationship thinks the same as this, he knows that the only person who really understands him were his late father, and his brother.

So when you enjoyed and watched with him it honestly made your whole body hot, he would get so excited to talk to you about some movie, series or anime that came out, and LITERALLY beg you to watch it together, and it didn't take much, you would get into everything Luke proposed mainly because you were bewitched by his silly smile and growing excitement.

Obviously in terms of genre you may have disagreements, even though Luke consumes any kind of genre, but when you propose to watch something, it's with you or he won't even research it, he likes to have you by his side while you're surrounded by food, watching all the extended version Lord of the Rings movies, it is so much better than watching alone, he doesn't feel like he is renting someone else's time, seeing your own joy in being with him, and that is with everything, movies, books, manga HQ, anything you agree to watch together stays that way, and he gets so upset if you don't watch it without him, it is a betrayal! !!!

Just lots of kissing and hugging to make him forgive you, and it always works, ALWAYS.

He is the biggest nerd of course, he does cosplay and gets all silly when you do it with them seeing you guys as a couple, even though everyone thinks it's a bit childish, no one denies the fact that it's fucking adorable, and how much you compliment each other get into character.

Your favorite anime with are OP and Haikyuu even though he is a fucking sedentary of course, he made you watch all over a thousand episodes, he didn't have to ask much, your heart eyes convinced him and now you are cracking up you are like, yes watch 300 episode and he is like, yes there are 700 more to go love, but that's ok he went over everything with you.

He doesn't like it much but maybe "Your name" has become his favorite anime movie, not so much because of the characters but because of feeling that you would be his soulmate and that you would be that way connected for eternity, not only that, your dating ring is based a lot on the red thread, you don't like the movie either ( yes maybe I don't like your name and I'm representing that Sorry) but in your heart, you and Lucerys are soulmates.

His favorite fantasy movie is obviously Lord of the Rings, he might be a little bit in doubt because he is also an avatar freak, but without any doubt, Middle Earth is in his heart for the rest of his life, it's where his passion, his history started.

His favorite series is The witcher and they both agree that Henry Cavill is a hottie, yes he gets a bit teary eyed when you compliment him, but they have come to a consensus that this man was a sin on earth, and he turns a blind eye to your little fan attack, only to make you jealous when he drools over Yennefer.

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Stories about you | {KaiGyu}

Theme: Fluffy I think

Note: This ship is a little tricky because of their silly deaths but imma jus roll w/ it. Gyutaro and Daki did die same time, same place, Kaigaku became demon same time as well, not changing that shit which is going to make this tricky but yk-

Also THERE IS SO LITTLE KAIGYU ART 😭 atp i should just draw the less popular ships bc there's barely any art of them </3 

This is short, sorry, bit hard to write Kaigyu when there's so little to work on both of them being from diff times as demons.....

Kokushibo would tell Kaigaku about the Uppermoons sometimes, including the deceased ones. He would tell him all sorts of things and Kaigaku would hang onto every word in fascination. He never realized there was so much to know about demons besides that they killed. Like, how often the Uppermoon two and three often argued and how Upper five was constantly obsessed over his pots—though Upper four and five had recently died. He learned all about Uppermoon four's clones and how long each Upperranked demon had been in the 12 Kizuki. But most of all, he love hearing about Upper 6 and the two siblings. Specifically Gyutaro. Kokushibo had showed Kaigaku pictures of each Uppermoon and, for some reason, Kaigaku found himself rather attached to Gyutaro whom he took an interest on through Kokushibo's stories.

So, everytime after Kokushibo decided that their training sessions were done, Kaigaku would go up to him and ask for another story as if he was a child. They would sit down and Kokushibo would tell him another fact about the Uppermoons.

Eventually, Kaigaku grew more comfortable asking about Gyutaro. He was careful, of course, asking about the other Uppermoons as well. But he grew bored of them and started focusing more on Gyutaro to the point Kokushibo noticed and pointed it out.

"No! I'm just curious because he was the same rank as me and... uh... you know!" Kaigaku insisted, whining. 

Kokushibo cocked an eyebrow, giving him a sort of teasing look. "Could you be so invested in Gyutaro, though he's dead?" he asked. 

Kaigaku shook his head. "No, I'm not, I swear-!"

Kokushibo laughed. "Alright then. Let me tell you about the first time he and Daki were introduced into the Upperranks."

~~~

This continued ceaselessly and Kaigaku learned more than he ever would if the Uppermoons were alive about Gyutaro. It was so interesting and captivating and he found himself dreaming what it would be like if he'd been a demon at the same time Gyutaro had lived.

It was so wonderful to love someone—though the constant reminder that Gyutaro was dead was sad. Kaigaku couldn't help making up a sort of world in which Gyutaro and he could be together. There was no saying that Gyutaro would actually like me, rather Kaigaku almost appreciated the fact that the Uppermoon had died because he was pretty sure nobody would fall for a demon like Kaigaku. Nevertheless, Kaigaku fell into a daze, sometimes, and Kokushibo had caught him several times as he thought about Gyutaro.

"You're blushing again!" Kokushibo said, pointing to Kaigaku's flushed cheeks. 

"I'm... cold!" Kaigaku lied. 

"Demons aren't affected by the cold in the same way humans are, Kaigaku," Kokushibo said, sighing. "Do you like someone?"

Kaigaku shook his head rapidly. "Nope! No! Never!" 

Kokushibo shook his head. "Fine. But don't let me catch you unfocused again or I'm going to lock you out into the sun!"

Kaigaku crossed his arms. Well, if he died he'd be with Gyutaro, no? "Fine! I'll stop!" 

Needless to say, he was more careful. He mostly thought about the deceased demon during his free time instead of during his training. Which was for the better anyways. 

~~~

Kaigaku had been looking around in Kokushibo's house—a small one-story place in which Kokushibo lived in solidarity during the day time. There was one room Kokushibo had, where he'd said there were pictures of the Uppermoons. Kaigaku had been interested so he'd been permitted to go there.

In the room, he found the box Kokushibo had spoken of. There were a lot of pictures, a third of them being of Muzan, and the other two thirds of the Uppermoons. Including past ones, such as the ones that were before even Akaza had become a demon. Kaigaku even found one of himself in the box.

The ones of Gyutaro and Daki were cute, both siblings being so close to each other. Kaigaku traced Gyutaro's face, marveling at the way his hair framed him perfectly. 

"He's so pretty," he whispered.

Kokushibo entered the room. "Who is?"

"What?! Nothing!" Kaigaku quickly stuffed the picture into the box.

Kokushibo raised an eyebrow. "Sure."

"So, uhm... Why's there so many pictures of Master here?" Kaigaku asked, trying to change the subject.

"Oh! Uhm! You know! I've known him longest than anyone else," Kokushibo said, a bit too quickly to be the full truth. 

Kaigaku smirked. "Do you like him?"

"No! Well! Yes, but not the way you mean!" Kokushibo exclaimed. He snatched the box and closed it tightly. "Let's... let's go train now."

Kaigaku laughed. "Alright then."

~~~

(this is so sudden, I'm sorry-)

Kaigaku was dying. Fuck Zenitsu and his stupid new form. Fuck thunder breathing and the world!! Why the hell was he going to die?! Bet he was the first Uppermoon to die tonight. Stupid. Useless. Weak. 

And then he was gone.

It was black. 

Was this hell?

He looked around.

Light. 

Step towards the light.

No, he didn't belong there.

Heaven was for people who did good. Kaigaku didn't belong amongst the good.

He turned away from it, though he ached with curiousity to see through.

He went further into the darkness. It seemed to grow darker with each second that past by.

And then he was there.

Hell.

Was this hell?

He saw demons there too.

And then one.

His eyes focused on two demons. Previously Uppermoons. Upper 6.

Kaigaku stumbled forwards, a smile growing on his face.

Gyutaro. It was Gyutaro and Daki.

They turned to him.

Gyutaro smiled and Daki grinned.

Kaigaku moved forward, closer, until he was right in front of the two.

"Kaigaku..." Gyutaro murmured. "Nice to meet you, Kaigaku."

Hell... was going to be wonderful. 

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WAHH THESE TWO ARE SO CUTE BUT THE TIMESTAMPS OF THE ACTUAL MANGA MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO PUT THEM TOGETHER.

also the second to last sentence I must explain :33

Gyutaro had seen Kaigaku from above, watching him, because Kaigaku had been wanting so badly to meet Gyutaro that he'd sensed it. So, he'd said "Kaigaku" because he already knew of him, and "nice to meet you" sort of a "I met you yet I know you already" kind of line?

i love writing sm

[hell-drabbles]

(tbh, I don't even have the angel cards cuz I'm broke lol🙃, but I'll tell a few thing's what I noticed on other people's post about them either the comics, message's, or stories and theories)

Let's start with Rafael, the dude is like that one insecure kid in the family that always get compared to their other siblings or cousins, Gabriel is the messenger, Michael is the right hand, Rafael wanted to be acknowledged as something, he sees god as kind and benevolent being and being too merciful so he wanted to be the one who punishes evil for him because he loves god and wanted to understand him in some degree, so he judges based on his beliefs wether they're innocent or not and just like other Angel's, his views are always on god and wouldn't acknowledge the God's other creations because he sees them unworthy of God's recognition, bro is already insane (and God didn't even reprimanded this type behavior idk) and had spiraled further since God disappear when peepaw Solomon died, so ever since then he sees all of his decisions and other forms of punishment as a will for/from God in hopes he will come back one day and see his work.

So, the Christmas event happened and most of us know about the chastity belts they wear as to keep them pure for god, and out all of the three seraphim, Rafael is the only one that had his successfully and actually taken off by Raon (that's what they say) and by the time our little rara came back to heaven, bro had his post nut happiness because no joke that the brother actually thought he had ascended into a higher rank than Michael and Gabriel after he experience his first nut (since Lucifer said that Angel's engaged in ecstasies and eventually stop before they climax) Rafael was in a good mood back in heaven during those days that he scared most of the other Angel's.

(that's all bro, I'm new to your blog and love your raon trash talks, sorry English is not my native language btw, you also get a follow, I'll still go a couple of research for the other seraphim)

[ and also After reading a couple of your Lucifer x Companion works I'm hooked, Raon is so rotten to the point I think he wouldn't stop even if ever one day Companion gets married to Lucifer and Raon would just insist that its for the betterment of hell lol bye]

Funny you should send me Raphael of all angels, I was actually starting to write about him. So that's how he's like huh? That's funny. I am going around and reading what I can find about him, especially his card lines because I get the strongest grasp of a character by the way they're talking. And wow, he's a delusional one, ain't he? Also, I take an interest in his relationship with Heaven, since it's pretty clear he has no love for the others that live there, and if need be, will burn that place to the ground if it aligns with his views on God. What a weirdo.

Haaa, my brain has been stuck on how the seraphim would take in interest in the Embittered Companion, and how that would descend into some good old obsession. I know for certain that they didn't take any interest in the Embittered Companion. It's only after spending time in Heaven do things start to descend. Of course, I naturally want each of their obsessions to be distinct from one another. Like, how I imagine Gabriel to take issue with anyone who keeps a feather of the Embittered Companion to themselves, regardless if they were demon or angel. And Raphael, he has a weird sense of when the Embittered Companion is about to become lucid, so he tends to be there and just, stares. And sometimes laughs for seemingly no reason. He's creeeeepy.

Michael, eh, I don't have anything on him right now. Maybe later.

And yes, yes, Ra-on is certainly a rotten little thing, because holy hell man, incel behavior is no joke and that shit is extremely hard to weed out of a person. So, Ra-on is going to be a frustrating character to deal with, but he'll get better eventually. It's just going to be a rather painful process because of how much he's gotta unpack. Thank you for liking it all!

[satan-s-favourite-book]

It's None of Your Business! | Obey Me!SatanxMC

content: oh no! MC returned home late into the night, but they're all bruised up! What happened?

Warning: minute swearing

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"MC?" Satan widened his eyes, his lips parted.

It was the dead of night. No one was supposed to be awake in the House of Lamentation, other than Leviathan. Satan had woken due to his insomnia, of course. He was expecting to watch some cat videos to fall asleep and some more, but a bruised up MC was not on his list tonight.

MC ignored him and headed for the bathroom.

The panic grew in his chest. He had to know what happened.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" Satan grabbed their wrist, and pulled them towards him. "Who... Why do you have cuts on your face?" His pact mark glowed green on his temple, pulsating.

"...Nothing." MC responded. They tried to rid themselves of Satan's grip.

"Why won't you tell me? Do you think I'm insane to hurt you even more, just because I'm the Avatar of Wrath?" Satan's grip grew even stronger. He frowned and bared his fangs at MC.

"Because you don't need to know everything that happens to me!" MC yells, glaring him in the eyes.

"Why shouldn't I, pray tell?" Satan sucked air through his teeth. His horns had started to emerge through the locks of his hair.

"Because I don't need YOU, or anyone ELSE to take care of me! I'm not your fucking kid!"

"That's not what this is about, MC!" Satan yelled, his eyes shaking. His eyes glimmered green in the dark.

MC freezes. The last moment they see is Satan towered over them, in his demon form.

The next morning, Mammon comes to wake MC. He knocks, for once. "MC? Ya alright?"

"Yeah," MC replies with the strength they had. They sat up straight on their bed, looking around their room. It was strangely, in order. Wait, in order?

Someone organised their room.

MC sighs heavily, pinching their nose. Satan. It was definitely him. He can't even organise his shambolic room, and he's the one to organise theirs.

"Go brush your teeth. I'll bring you breakfast, hm?" Mammon said, leaving shortly after.

MC hummed back in agreement and headed for the bathroom in their room. They came out soon after to meet Mammon with a platter. He set the folding desk onto their bed, and set the platter onto it. "There ya go, prince/ess." Mammon grinned at his job well done.

MC thanked him, and sat down to eat. They listened to his latest money making scheme he thought of, and honestly, this time it sounds like absolute gold. They might even help this time, who knows. Only if Lucifer doesn't catch wind of this.

Mammon left after a while, to most probably fill out a half-day permission slip to get signed at R.A.D. Maybe it was about something else, nobody knows. Either way, MC's going to the academy in his car. They quickly get dressed in the uniform and met Mammon outside the gates.

The whole day went by idly and it was only at that break that they met Asmodeus and Beelzebub. MC chatted for a while idly until Asmodeus finally spoke,

"Wait, you think Satan arranged your room?"

"Yeah? Didn't he?"

"MC, that was me."

"Oh. Oh! I'm so sorry, I thought it was Satan, Asmo. I didn't know."

"It's fine. Are you alright, MC? How is it with Satan?"

MC paused for a while before answering. They didn't know, honestly. They were just a scatterbrain at the moment, and nothing felt real. "How'd you know?"

Beel says in between bites, "We don't. This morning, he just looked like he read the worst review of his favourite book. But definitely more angrier than disappointed."

They don't think they hurt Satan that bad... Did they? I mean, it's not like he's someone special to them. Satan and them just live in the same house. And share the same rooms sometimes. That's it. Right?

"Oh. I'll see to it. Hopefully I'll coax him with cats, hardcover books, and an apology. Thank you, Asmo and Beel. See you later!" MC bids adieu to the pair of brothers.

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Author's note: should I continue this? Let me know.

Merry christmas, everyone! 🌲🎅

[damonjuicyscock]

Playlist- Chapter 6: Freedom (90s Noel Gallagher X Reader)

Pairing: 90s Noel Gallagher X Reader

Warnings: mention of PTSD and blood but nothing else

Words: 1720

Summary: You are healing. You pack your things from your ex's, travel with Oasis and give Noel a history lesson.

A/N: I AM BACK MOTHERFUCKERS ! I'm a bit late I know, but re-education lasted a bit more than said. Here's the chapter you've all been waiting for ! I now have a work again so instead of being published on Fridays I try to publish the fanfic chapter on weekends but can't tell if it will be on Saturdays or Sundays. I also said that a new character would make its appearance in my masterlist. And now I can tell you who it is... Let's welcome Ville Valo ! At the moment I won't take requests about Ville because I have a lot of requests for the other three, but I'll let you know when you can !

At the moment, enjoy the new chapter lovies !

Ahhh it's good to be back !

“I think there's something you should know

I think it's time I told you so

There's something deep inside of me

There's someone else I've got to be

Take back your picture in a frame

Take back your singing in the rain

I just hope you understand

Sometimes the clothes

Do not make the man

All we have to do now

Is take these lies and make them true somehow

All we have to see

Freedom”

 is that I don't belong to you

And you don't belong to me

May 1992:

After a whole month of feeling like shit, being scared, and hurt, I finally decided to take control of my life again.

Noel was motivating me, giving me hope. I was feeling like a free woman again, but I still was scared and Noel had to sleep with me practically every night because of my atrocious nightmares.

I decided I needed help for this, and having Noel sleep next to me with his arms around me would miss me. I wanted the nightmares to stop, but I didn’t want to let go of him.

The past month, I realized that even if I still was in love with him, I was still falling more an more in love with him everyday. I didn’t know it was possible.

This day was the day I had to fight my demons. I was going to go back to the apartment I shared with Kenneth. It would be hard considering what I endured back there. But happily, Kenneth wouldn’t be there. He was in jail for what he did to me.

Everyone with here with me: Liam, Guigsy, Bonehead, McCarroll and of course Noel. They all wanted to help. And they all would be useful because Kenneth had in fact just got out of jail.

Liam opened the door, and at the moment him and Noel saw him, they stood directly in front of me, their arms protecting me.

Y/N, don’t come any closer! Liam exclaimed

I freeze on spot, seeing Kenneth, who acted as if nothing happened in front of the boys.

Oh hey love, ye’re coming back to me! I missed ye so much!

Kenneth started to approach.

Don’t! Stay away from me you degenerate! I shouted, afraid

Oh come on love, ye know ye shouldn’t have filed a complaint against me. Ye’ve made a big mistake. And who would believe all this bullshit? I never touched ye. Ye know… I have some friends in the justice system and stuff… Why’d ye think I got out after a month? My criminal record is as clean as the Virgin Mary again. He said with a threatening tone as he continued to approach

Oi ye bastard, she told ye not to approach so ye don’t and ye shut the fuck up! Liam answered, pushing Kenneth back

Ye think yer bodyguards scare me? Ye think ye scare me Gallagher? Kenneth pursued

Come on Y/N, let’s get yer things and we’ll be leaving, it’s starting to smell like a sewer in here. Noel said

I walked past Kenneth and towards the torture room aka my old bedroom, Noel’s hand glued to my back, still offering me protection, as the boys made sure Kenneth didn’t move an inch.

I expected to see the room as it had been left when Noel found me there, tied up. But Kenneth had cleaned It up, so that no trace could be found. No evidence, no crime. And yet, the police and paramedics who had seen the room had evidence. But as Kenneth had said, he had connections in the justice system. Maybe there was no evidence and therefore no crime.

I collected my belongings and heard the boys shout.

Panicked, I ran to the living room, followed by Noel, and found Kenneth lying on the ground, and Liam held back by the other boys, his nose bleeding.

Don’t worry Y/N, this motherfucker passed out. He said

Liam for fuck’s sake!

He deserved it sweetheart. I never like when Liam uses violence, but he was probably right for doing so. Noel answered

And both were right. So right.

So I took my things and we left.

A new life could start. My new life could start. Freedom.

*

May 31st, 1993- Glasgow- King’s Tut’s:

A year had passed, and thanks to the boys and my therapist, I was gradually rebuilding myself. I didn’t have nightmares anymore. I did tell Noel, with whom I was still living. But I insisted that he kept sleeping with me. Firstly, because it was his bed I was squatting in, secondly because he had the right to sleep in his own bed and get a good night’s sleep, and thirdly, because it made me feel safe.

But mostly, the reason was I loved and wanted to feel his arms around me.

By his side, he had insisted that I stay in bed with him too because “A gentleman would never let a young woman sleep on the couch” and it wasn’t for me.

Even when we were away, we were sleeping in the same bed. And we were inseparable. It was like we never broke up, but there weren’t just any kisses nor sex. Just hugs and holding hands.

Hugs helped him a lot when he was about to go on stage. AT least, at the beginning, because when Oasis became famous, he was more self-confident.

But this day in Glasgow, he needed it. And we were swaying together while he was taking deep breaths. And Oasis went on stage, slaying it I stood backstage, having fun.

After the gig, Noel hugged me again. Suddenly, we heard a man clearing his throat. Our bodies separated as we both looked at him.

Hi? I said

Hi! I wanted to congratulate the band and I found the guitarist first. This was some good stuff ya got here! He said, handing his hand to shake

Thank ye man, and ye are? Noel answered, shaking the man’s hand

I’m Alan McGee. Could we join the others? I’s like to congratulate them as well and there’s something I’d like to talk about with y’all.

Huh yeah f’course, are ye someone important? Noel asked

The other man smiled.

Actually, I work for creation records.

Fucking hell! I said, smiling at Noel

Fu… Yea, of course, follow me! Noel answered

Can I join you? I asked

What a stupid question, of course ye’re coming love. He said, handing me his hand to take

I smiled and took it, walking fast with them.

*

Now that creation records had noticed Oasis, everything went pretty fast. The label signed them, and they started recording the songs Noel had written in studio.

At first, they kept touring to make themselves known around the country, even supporting The Verve. Then they had their own tour, introducing songs that hadn’t been recorded yet. Of course, with Noel’s insistence, I was following them. I quit my job, being with the band but by my side, I insisted to play the roadies so I wouldn’t feel useless.

A bit less than a year after, problems started in the band. Because except Noel and I, everyone fucked up. It was during a particular day in February 1994, on a Ferry on our way to Amsterdam for a gig.

February 17th, 1994- The ferry to Amsterdam:

Noel and I were in a cabin reading books on the bed. I was reading something about the Tudors when Noel was reading a book about the Beatles. And we decided to play a game: we decided to test each other’s knowledge about the books we were reading.

Okay, me turn now. Who was John Lennon’s hero? Noel asked

Elvis. I answered

Fuck, how did ye know this?

We grew up together and we dated listening to the Beatles you dumbass. Can’t you remember this documentary we watched about John Lennon?

Oh yea, my bad.

Now, how many Tudors monarchs were there in total?

Hmm dunno… five?

Almost. You remembered our history classes?

I remember this particular era because we studied the Tudors on a Valentine’s Day, and on the walls of the high school, there were effigies of Henry the eighth, with a stall with volunteers handing out roses for the girls, and the effigies were saying “Do ye want to be me Anne Boleyn for this day?” It’s pretty funny, considering he had her beheaded afterwards.

No way! So you really remember then?

Yup. So how many were there?

Six.

Noel was unsure about what I was saying and started counting.

No, I’m sure they were five.

I am the one reading and holding the book in my hands Noely.

Noel put his book on his knees and counted again.

Henry the seventh, Henry the eighth, Edward the sixth, Mary the first and Elizabeth the first… No, they were five!

What about Jane Grey?

Oh come on, she was only there for nine days, and she wasn’t even a Tudor.

Huh she was, considering she was Mary Tudor’s granddaughter.

Which one?

Henry’s sister.

Forgot that part. But still, she was there for only nine days and wasn’t even crowned. Does it still make her a queen?

And at the moment I was about to answer, someone banged at the door. Noel and I looked at each other, and I went to open the door. It was a cop, with a very strong accent asking if Noel was there. As you all know, the rest of the band got into trouble. They drank a lot and fought with football hooligans, turning themselves into hooligans. Bye bye to Amsterdam gig, welcome back to England.

Noel and I went to find them at the back of the boat. They were handcuffed. And I never saw Noel in such a rage, shouting at the guys, but especially at Liam. I was trying to calm things down even though I was disappointed as well.

That’s when Noel called McGee. And we heard him shout at the other end of the corridor:

What’s fucking brilliant in that?!

[creative-kny-fics]

i have a good idea you should make the 14 trio Lee Muichiro ler Nezuko and Ler Senjiro (I think that his name if it is not then Rengokus brother) Thx!

AAAAAAH THE TRIO 14!! I don't remember if I've received any requests for the three of them together before, but I quite like the idea! A clarification, the events take place in an AU where Rengoku managed to survive... (it still hurts okay?!)

Lers: Nezuko Kamado and Senjuro Rengoku

Lee: Muichiro Tokito

'Don't you think it's amazing Nezuko? Defeated two UpperMons, Rengoku-San miraculously survived and now you are immune to the sun!', Nezuko nodded.

They both were walking to Rengoku's estate, he wanted to spend time with him before training starts. Maybe it was a day or maybe hours away, but a quick visit wouldn't hurt, right?

'Tanjiro?' 'Huh? Ooooh Tokito-San! Nice to meet you, what a coincidence! Where are you going?'

'I don't know, I was planning on just wandering around until something occurs to me... And apparently, you're going to visit Rengoku-San, aren't you?', Tanjiro nodded and invited him to accompany them, something Tokito agreed to.

'Eeeeem, big brother... Were you expecting visitors?' 'Mmmmm?! Not really hahahaha! But I want to believe it's young Kamado!'

'Whoever it is, it seems they are getting closer. I'll show them in, give me a moment...', Senjuro stood up and walked to the door. 'Hi! Senjuro-Kun! Good morning, sorry we came without warning!'

'There is no problem... Good morning Tanjiro-San... Nezuko-San And... Eeeeem...', Senjuro smiled nervously and invited them in, he didn't know what to say at that moment.

His brother had previously told him how his friends are, but his nerves did not allow him to remember clearly.

'Young Kamado! Ooooh, I see you've brought young Tokito with you! How nice!' 'Yes hahahaha, we came to visit you, I will start training soon and I will probably be very busy. Although you too, right?'

'Mmmm I don't think so! That's something I want to go talk to Oyakata-Sama, but neither Senjuro nor father will let me hahahaha!'

How were they going to do it? They almost lost him and they were not willing to let that happen, what if during that training his wound opened? Or will it be hit? They didn't want to take risks.

Tanjiro had not had time to tell Rengoku how they defeated the most recent UpperMoon, of course, Mitsuri did, but he wanted to give his version. 'I see! And apparently that brought good things, didn't it young Tokito?! I see you happier than normal!'

'I guess... I don't know, Kocho-San says I'm still in the process, so I guess she's right...'

'How about you, Nezuko and Senjuro go play inside? After all, all three are the same age hahaha!'

Same age and they were so different, one was a hashira, the other a demon and the other was a simple boy.

Nezuko agreed and did not give Senjuro or Muichiro time to respond, because she ran in with them, she was excited to be with her friends.

'I brought you tea, water and some tempura... I'm sorry Nezuko, I don't know if you eat or drink, my brother hasn't been so aware of what's going on in the organization since well, you know that...' 'D-Don't worry!'

'Thanks... Hey, this tastes pretty good, you're quite talented at cooking', Senjuro smiled, thanking him.

After a while an awkward silence formed, neither Senjuro nor Muichiro knew what to say.

And Nezuko? Nezuko was playing with Muichiro's hair, mostly untangling it with her nails, apparently she liked it.

'So, what does it feel like to be a hashira? My brother says that it is a job that requires a lot of effort and dedication, but that despite everything, he feels proud to be able to help people'

'Yes, it is somewhat tiring, there are things that sometimes frustrate, like not being able to save to people and that. It is a job that requires almost all of your attention, so I don't allow myself to take time off, if I have it I spend it training. Although they have already scolded me saying that I should take advantage of my "youth" or "adolescence", but I have not listened to them...'

'Well, I understand that it is a job that requires a lot, but they are right, when my Brother sees that I work a lot, he takes me out of here and takes me for a walk. Haven't you done that with someone?', Muichiro shrugged.

Had he done it? Many times he has been dragged to some of the hashira "meetings" that Mitsuri, Tengen or Gyomei have done, which is mostly a lunch between all of them.

But since it was "against his will" he doesn't feel like he had fun, he felt obligated in a way.

'Well, if you like, we can go out sometime. My brother can accompany us so he feels comfortable...'

'I'm not a child, I can take care of myself.' 'Basically, we're all the same age, aren't we Nezuko?'

Nezuko nodded, starting to push Muichiro, urging him to get up to go for a walk, but he didn't share the idea.

Senjuro told Nezuko not to do something that would anger Muichiro, that there would be another day to do it, but Nezuko is just like Tanjiro, a stubborn person.

'Tokito-San, forgive Nezuko, she... I think...'

'No, it's okay. She's going to get tired at a certain point, so let's let her continue having fun until...-?!', Muichiro gasped, at what point had they picked him up from the floor?!

It was then that he mentally slapped himself, Nezuko apparently still maintained some of his demon strength, but apparently it didn't last for long as he fell back into the same place where he was.

'Well, at least you tried...' 'I d-don't g-give up!'

'What will you do then?', Nezuko looked at Muichiro from head to toe.

She had made Giyuu laugh, also Sanemi, even Obanai, she didn't think there would be that much of a problem in making Muichiro laugh, right?

The idea came to her mind and she whispered her idea to Senjuro, but let's say he wasn't entirely convinced, and he didn't know how Nezuko ended up convincing him, but she did.

'Muichiro-Kun!' 'Yeah? Hey hey hey! What are you doing?!' 'Come out with us!'

"This plan already smells like failure", Senjuro thought as Muichiro sighed and refused again, apparently Nezuko's finger movement hadn't even scared him. 'Well, come here!'

'Hey?! E-ehehehe!! Nehezukoho!!', well, forget what Senjuro thought, it worked.

And now the atmosphere was uncomfortable, Senjuro is used to being the one who receives the tickling, you know, tickle fights between brothers.

He had almost never managed to tickle his brother without help from his father, and well, he felt somewhat identified with Muichiro since he knew what it felt like to be in his place. 'Senjuro-Kun! C-come and h-help me!'

'Noooo!! Dohohon't hehelp her!!'

'I'm sorry Tokito-San, but if I don't help Nezuko, she will do the same to me too'

Muichiro couldn't even get angry with Senjuro, he wasn't even angry with Nezuko, and why did they ask them to stop? He was ashamed, maybe if it had been someone else it would have been different, he wouldn't be like this.

'If I do something wrong, tell me, okay?'

'O-okahahahay?! Ahahahahahahaha!! Not there!! Nahat therehehe!!', Senjuro stopped, not even a minute had passed and he had already "made Muichiro uncomfortable"

Nezuko realized this, and did the same as Senjuro, gently pressing his tummy, smiling when Muichiro took Nezuko's hands, without trying to push her away. 'Don't worry! You didn't do something to upset him! Apparently it's very ticklish here!'

'Eh?! NO! Thahahat's nohohot-!! Okay, okahahay!! It's truhuhue!!'

'You see it?! Come help me, take his knees!'

With more motivation, Senjuro accepted, squeezing his knees and smiling as Muichiro's body tensed, holding still because he didn't want to hurt him.

It didn't suit him, what would Kyojuro think? I will tell you in the form of a riddle, it starts with "t" and sometimes ends with "e" or "s", do you understand?

'Are you going out with us? Or should we continue to be persuasive?'

'Yehehehehes!! I will go out with you!! I cahahan't breahathehe!!'

'It's funny, don't you guys use breaths constantly?', Muichiro covered his face, nodding.

Nezuko questioned whether he would really go out with them, so she decided to continue just to make sure he wasn't lying, using only one finger to slide it around the walls of Muichiro's navel. 'Do you swear you'll go out with us?'

'Yehehehehehehehes!!! I promise!! I prohomisehehehe!!!' 'Pinky promise?'

Muichiro nodded, and with that, Nezuko stopped, laying his head on her lap, stroking his hair while Senjuro blew some air into him with a book he had near them.

'Tokito? Nezuko? Is-?' 'Shhhhh!!', Tanjiro covered Kyojuro's mouth, pointing to the trio who had fallen asleep.

Muichiro on Nezuko's lap and she on Senjuro's shoulder while he rested his head on Nezuko's.

Both older brothers had to get away from there before they screamed because it was the cutest thing they had seen that day.

[projectbluearcadia]

Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue, And Cacti Are Prickly.

[ Trigger Warning: Sexual Harassment via comments and gestures. Reader Discretion Advised ]

Annelie walks into her first class at RAD, and she watches as pair after pair of eyes settle to look back at her. She stops in place, moderately confused.

Annelie: What? I know I'm not late to an in-class exam because we just had one that I had to make up. Unfortunately.

Annelie catches Lizzy's gaze, and the latter points to her eyes, mouthing the word "This."

Seriously? Like they don't have weird eyes all over? For Dia's sake, it's just my eyes. It's not like I turned into some kind of slime monster.

Annelie: Nevermind. I don't care.

Annelie sits at her desk.

Stupid Demon: Who are you supposed to be? Some kind of knockoff K**eki K*n?

Why do you even know that reference?

Annelie: ...

Stupid Demon: Y'know, I've never liked you. First you schmooze up to Lord Lucifer, and then you start trying to act like you're some kind of bigshot with that HDRA bullshit.

What in the fuck are you talking about? I haven't even done anything with that position yet except post some bare-minimum rules in the hallways.

The demon approaches Annelie's desk and sits on top of it, spreading their legs on either side of her. They smirk.

Demon with a Deathwish: In the end, you're just a sex-driven low-life that slept your way to Lord Lucifer's side. But, well... if you're really that good at pleasuring him, then maybe I should try and get a taste of the toy he uses. Haha. Since it's all the same to you, I'm pretty fond of oral.

Murmuring covers the classroom as Annelie looks up at the demon with an unreadable expression on her face. Moments later, the demon is writhing on the ground in agony, horrendously screaming without her having moved. Blood drips through the crotch of their trousers.

Demon with a Deathwish: MAKE IT STOP! MY SKIN IS BURNING! I CAN'T...! BREa...the...! he...lp... me... pl...

Annelie: If you stopped writhing around like a disgusting piece of shit, you'd be able to breathe.

Corpse: ....

...? Are they dead? Did I just kill them?

Corpse: [No response; it's just a corpse.]

Annelie: ;;;;

Fuck. That demon was an asshole, but fuck.

Annelie: ...I'm just going to take them to the nurse's office. Uh... Lizzy?

Lizzy turns to look at her, terrified out of her wits.

Annelie: Can you, uh... take notes for me for this class?

Lizzy: O-O-Of course... Y-Yeah.

Annelie: Thanks... I'll buy you macarons from Madame Scream's.

Annelie makes her way out of the classroom again, hauling the body over her back while the other students stare at her in shock. Once out of earshot, she calls Lucifer.

Lucifer: What did you do?

Annelie: I-I haven't even said anything yet!

Lucifer: I could feel the waves of your magic from Diavolo's office. I'm not stupid enough to think you were lighting a candle.

Annelie: I, uh... I may or may not have just accidentally killed someone for harassing me.

Lucifer sighs through the D.D.D..

Lucifer: Well, I can't exactly lecture you since I probably would have killed them myself... Still, you're supposed to be the cooler-headed one in this relationship.

Annelie: ...sorry.

Lucifer: What's done is done. I'll help you take care of the body, and then I'll talk to Diavolo. Honestly, I'm sure the most you'll get is a slap on the wrist, given the fact that Diavolo has a zero-tolerance policy for harassment towards marginalized groups like succubi, but there's no harm in making sure.

Annelie: My dad always told me to find a guy who would help me bury a body.

Lucifer: (Quietly) Our.

Annelie: What?

Lucifer: Nothing. I assume you're carrying the corpse.

Annelie: Yeah; their crotch is bleeding all over.

Lucifer: Their what?

Annelie: Uh... tell you later. For now, just meet me in the nurse's office.

Lucifer: You're such a handful sometimes.

Lucifer chuckles to himself.

Lucifer: But good job nevertheless. I love you.

Annelie: Love you too. Bye-bye.

Lucifer: You're cute.

Annelie: Lucifer, I just killed a man. Well, something.

Annelie pauses, then looks at her D.D.D.

That little shit always get the last word in.

[nostalgiachan]

Wa-hey, two 100 OC Challenge posts tonight (because I totally forgot I was missing entries 61-64 lol). And rather than wait until I caught up on all the old uncolored images, I decided I'd just do all pics going forward in color.

Anyway, we've reached the sixteen (!!!) characters of the RPG I wanted to make in college, Silmerein. I never made the game, but the story stayed near and dear to my heart, so I decided I'd give the characters a little mock-up dialogue box. Since the game heavily (albeit accidentally) cribbed from Grandia II, I decided to lean into that with these redesigns. As always, new images up top, old below, and detailed character info (and essentially the story of the game) below the cut.

#65: Talin Stockman Idea: The Hero Story: Silmerein

#66: Lima Rayel Idea: The Healer Waifu Story: Silmerein

#67: Abarashil Faed Idea: The Slutty Elf Thief Intended to Make Gamer Bros Uncomfortable Story: Silmerein

#68: Amestris the Phoenix Idea: The Desert Queen Story: Silmerein

I wrote up a summary of the intended story of this RPG a few years ago for a friend, so I'll reprint that here and cover just up to the end of Amestris's story: I birthed a whole concept for an RPG based around a single idea: what if your kawaii waifu healer was actually the villain?

Story starts a few centuries after the invasion of the avatar of a SUPREME EVIL GOD from a foreign land. Most of the continent the majority of the game takes place on is ravaged, but a lone woman blessed with divine power manages to beat back the demon hordes, fight the avatar for a week straight, and then strike him down with a MIGHTY BLOW, forever encasing the two of them in stone.

A religion forms around the woman, Silmerein, a holy city is built around the monument, civilization rebuilds. Not everybody's down with the religion, of course, but it becomes one of the major institutions of the continent.

Shortly before our story starts, the continent gets hit with a variety of plagues.

To most, they don't seem related - people in the heartland slowly losing function in their arms, the desert people going blind, various other maladies. On top of this, there's been an uptick in mysterious monsters being spotted in the wilderness.

Our starter hero, one Talin Stockman is one such plague victim. But his is a little different from the other victims in his hometown. As it turns out, his entire left arm has become monstrously deformed, and occasionally has a nasty habit of trying to strangle him in his sleep.

But he keeps it under wraps and works diligently at his family's general store, until it's visited by a young cleric of Silmerein, Lima Rayel.

Sometime that night, the village - and more specifically, Talin - is attacked by one of the mysterious monsters, and Lima comes to his rescue. She has a theory as to what's going on: she believes that the plagues are actually being caused by the essence of the avatar of Rodimir (aforementioned evil foreign god) escaping its prison and leaking out into the world. She thinks that it may be searching for hosts to concentrate and gestate within in order to return to power. And Talin happens to be one of those hosts, what with his monster-attracting arm. So, she tells him her plan: travel to the plague-affected lands, find the hosts, and bring them to Silmerein so they can be purified at the monument.

So she and Talin set off to ADVENTURE. Their first target actually winds up coming to them: the elf thief Abarashil Faed. The wood elves mostly avoided contracting any plague, and that was because Faed hadn't been anywhere near their city in a few years, having already been exiled for murder (we'll get to that later).

So like the pieces of Valmar [from Grandia II], each host tended to have a specific part that was affected, and in Faed's case, it was his tongue. So he'd be prone to fits of uncontrollable chattering in languages he couldn't understand, which is very not helpful when you're trying to ambush people and steal their shit. Also, in actual combat, each host would get a super mode where they turned into a massive monster related to what part of their body was infected. I think Talin turned into a giant wolf, but Faed definitely turned into a snake. It functioned kind of like Milennia's rage mode.

Anyway, I think most of Faed's plot was he steals our party's wagon (because Talin's a merchant so he planned on selling shit between towns) and accidentally kidnaps Lima, they find out he's infected, you get your first boss fight against his corrupted snake mode, and then he joins the party because he'd really like to not do the uncontrollable talking thing anymore.

Next, your team headed to the desert city of Esteed, which is currently super locked down against foreigners, doubly so against people from Silmerein.

Shortly before the plague hit the city, their queen, Melpomene the Raven, went on a mission to Silmerein and never returned. Esteed never had a good relationship with Silmerein to begin with because they already had their own chief religion before the end times happened, and they really didn't appreciate missionaries constantly trying to convert them. But now they thought the Silmereinians were the cause of the plague.

Somehow, you get inside, though, just in time to see the inaugural parade for the new queen, Amestris the Phoenix. Lima's got a sense for hosts, and she's convinced Amestris is the next one, so they try to figure out a way to talk to her and tell her what's up, but no dice. They were lucky enough just to get into the city to begin with.

So instead, Faed breaks into her palace at night, tries to talk to her in her room, has a one-on-one fight, and just manages to convince her to listen. She says, "fine, I'll listen, but you have to do something for me first. Our city's been under constant siege by these horrible monsters. You ensure my people are safe, I'll go with you."

So your trio heads into the desert and fights some critters. You go back to the palace with proof, Amestris is like "Alright, cool, we'll head out tomorrow," and then fate decides that's the perfect time for Amestris's definitely infected eye to summon another horde.

So now everyone's convinced that this was an orchestrated attack, your squad gets tossed in the dungeon, and Amestris prepares drastic measures once the fighting stops. The next day, she's going to enact an ancient ritual to summon the gods and end this bullshit once and for all, and said ritual involves her burning to death on a massive funeral pyre while the city prays in unison.

So Lima's like "Okay, no, we gotta stop that, we don't know what'll happen if she dies with the host part still in her." You get out of the dungeon, fight your way to the city's coliseum and Lima manages to stop Amestris before she burns, but Amestris's eye goes out of control, like Talin's arm and Faed's tongue did, and she turns into a giant fucked-up phoenix and you fight her atop the pyre. You kick her ass, take her back to the palace, and tell her what's up.

So she's like, "Alright, well, that didn't work and I guess you guys really do know what's going on, so I kinda have no choice but to go. Maybe I can figure out what happened to my sister."

And the story continues in the next batch of character art!

[anjumbai]

3 Movies

Movies to me have always been a magnificent medium for storytelling. While animation can cross boundaries that don't sit right with movies all the time, actors/actresses add a new dimension with their dialogue, body language, and expressions.

So I've watched around 20 movies since the past few months and wanted to talk about some of them. Not all of them are worth writing about but still worth sharing. Just my thoughts and not a critical review or anything of that sort.

(1) Fight Club

"STOP TRYING TO CONTROL EVERYTHING AND JUST LET GO"

I live by this quote. I don't actually let go of things but at least I practice not trying to control everything. It has helped me throughout my daily life for a while, and the movie helped me in a strange part of my life too.

To this day, I do not understand Fight Club fully. But I've watched it only once and too many in-depth videos on it. Perhaps I should try and interpret it in my way after a few re-watches. The twist was something I did not see coming and I have no idea how I've lived 18 years without somebody spoiling me the ending. But hey, I've learned something about our demons and how we will project them or express them in ways that even we do not understand sometimes.

(2) La La Land

"People love what other people are passionate about."

This is something I'll always remember. I remembered how a spark of passion in someone made me try out journaling. I was no way near as good, nor was I as passionate as her. But I loved that about her, and it made me appreciate passionate people.

I'm glad I watched this movie. It has one of the most astounding cinematography I've seen in film. The choreographies to the absolutely beautiful locations they chose to film in- I was in awe. You could even tell the director was passionate about making this movie. And of course, I starred in this movie with Emma Stone- huge credits to me.

The bittersweet ending sparked a ray of hope in me. How did they make that ending work, you'll only know once you watch it. That ending was a message to carry on life- you'll need to sacrifice important things. Life won't hand you anything.

Thank you.

(3) Fallen Angels

"He was a film director before he opened this place. So he always communicates with his family by making a video tape.... Sometimes I want to try the same thing. But I don't know who I'd send my tapes to. I don't wanna end up sending them to myself."

This movie is the reason I'm writing this post. I finished this today, and I fell in love with its style, its aesthetics and camerawork. I absolutely fell in love with the feels. But even more with the short-lasting characters. How beautifully have they portrayed the simplicity of the people around us. Our obsessions, failed loves, heartbreaks, existential crisis- all of it portrayed in such an awe-inspiring way.

With absolute minimal dialogue and a great amount of meaningful and thought provoking monologue, the show rings to your heart. It has so many things you can relate to, even though you might not expect that when you read the description.

This movie deserves its own post.

Anyways, what I've learnt from this story is that: I really need a motorcycle to ride off into a tunnel with my wife holding me like that in the picture. (wink wink)