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goatyuuji · 10 months

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Itafushi my babies! Hope you enjoy them fics! <3

Teenagers Annoy the Living Hell out of Me by LostLoveLetters (M, 11.4k)

In which Sukuna is a reluctant wingman and regrets his life decisions deeply due to one hopeless brat's exasperating pining. AKA a fic in which Sukuna hates slow burn. And existence itself.

that's the spirit! by akaashism (G, 9.2k)

Toji rolled his eyes. "Just tell him how you feel, I didn't raise a coward." "You didn't raise me," Megumi reminded him. Megumi was being haunted. Not by the ghosts of his past but an actual ghost. The spirit of his deceased father. Megumi gets a wingman and a father in one go.

save your love (for someone like me) by ruledbyv3nus (T, 11.4k)

Even though he knows that he isn’t entitled to every detail in Itadori’s life, it irks him to think there is someone that he knows absolutely nothing about. Especially someone, he realizes with a sinking feeling, that is exactly Itadori’s type. What was it he had said to Todo? Tall, dark hair, kind of badass. In other words, exactly like the tall, dark-haired, intimidating looking man who just walked out of Itadori’s dorm room.

No One Gets it Right on the First (Or Second) Try by j_jabbers (T, 12.4k)

5 times Yuuji and Fushiguro's dates go other than planned, and one time where they finally get it right

moments in between by gratsu (G, 1.3k)

Yuuji’s brain feels like it’s sizzled up and died, but Megumi’s lips are a centimetre away from his own and maybe this isn’t so confusing anymore, because he��s closing his eyes and leaning in too, and— “Wait, are you guys fucking gay?” Sukuna. Fuck, he’d forgotten about him.

Wedding Ring Pop by kookiekawa (G, 8.3k)

To which Megumi comes home with a ring pop on his finger and causes Gojo to become the manchild he is.

built your walls around me by alkhale (M, 15.2k)

“You want to ruin him," Sukuna says. Maybe Sukuna isn’t wrong about that, Fushiguro thinks in a daze. Itadori’s heart is too heavy and too precious. It’s a burden that shouldn’t be given to anyone else. Because even Itadori himself can’t take care of it, can’t hold onto it for the life of him because he’d rather become the vessel to the most wretched of all curses just to help two people he’s only known for a few months—to help Fushiguro, who he’d only met that night. (I can keep it. Fushiguro’s hands move. I can hold onto it, if you want.) Or— Some dreams start to keep Fushiguro up at night, and the cure to stopping them might be closer than he thinks.

help me hold onto you by strawberrysuguru (M, 3.7k)

He aches for that closeness, that touch, but he can’t let himself lean forward and take it. Instead, he presses his thigh closer to Yuuji’s, letting the warmth sink into his skin five times megumi touched yuuji

Your Heartbeat is My Comfort by EpicKiya722 (T, 1.2k)

Seeing Yuuji die before had left Megumi needing to feel his heartbeat to know he's alive. It's how he finds peace.

Epistolary of Shadows and Embers: The Red Rain by lunaseleneartem (M, 17.5k)

Megumi, a sharp-witted detective, wielded intellect as his weapon and compassion as his shield. With his own sense of justice, he knew not the depths of love until he crossed paths with Yuuji, a radiant soul shining amidst the grey shadows of existence. Fate weaved their destinies together, connecting their hearts with a celestial thread of unyielding devotion. CW: This has a sad ending

here and where you are by cityboys (T, 17.2k)

It’s in the middle of scanning the last bottle of green tea that Itadori properly looks up. Eye contact with him is a physical, unexpected shock, a crunch of imaginary static snapping through Megumi and leaving his hands twitching at his sides. "Hey." Itadori blinks, wide and earnest. "Do I know you from somewhere?" The tea sloshes backwards in the bottle he’s holding. Megumi focuses on this until his vision steadies. "No," he says. "I don’t think so." In the aftermath, Itadori loses his memories instead of his life. Megumi grieves nonetheless. CW: This also has a sad ending (yeah yeah I love angst)

In Every Lifetime by kat_likes_writing (G, 53.2k, Ongoing)

Megumi is sent on a mission to retrieve Ryomen Sukuna's finger from a high school, which should have been an easy mission. But with his strange dreams intensifying and becoming more vivid, he has a hard time sleeping. It should be an easy mission. He is just not sure why the boy who found the finger seems so familiar. Ps: Everyday I wait for it to update like how a dog waits for his owner to come home, no warnings just wanted to let you know this fic is one of my top faves

Twitch Streamer Yuuji and Youtuber Megumi by kat_likes_writing (G, 43.7k)

Yuuji is a famous Twitch streamer who does streams from his college dorm. Among his fanbase, his huge crush on a random book reviewer on youtube has become a running joke. The fanbase decides to make it their mission to discover who Yuuji's mystery crush is. Megumi has a very small book reviewing channel on Youtube he started in high school. He doesn't even know what Twitch is, but Nobara keeps insisting he needs to help her find this random Twitch Streamer's secret crush. Her reasoning: the secret crush does youtube and reviews books.

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celestiall0tus · 2 months

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Calm Before the Storm - Chapter 5 - Deadly Sins

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Wayhem sighed as he scrolled through the latest from the Agreste brand. He smiled seeing Adrien as radiant and dazing as ever. Though a pang of sorrow hit him as he wished he could have seen Adrien outside of the lovely photos. He had been able to get peeks at Adrien whenever he saw Adrien around, but never had the chance to speak with him like before. It was like Adrien couldn’t see him anymore.

“Do you want that to change?” Adrien’s voice asked.

Wayhem gasped and looked around his room. Chills ran up his spine as the air chilled around him. He moved to stand when an imitation Adrien manifested in his room. He screamed and fell back.

“Who are you?”

“I’m a friend that can give you exactly what you desire most, and the power to achieve it.”

“I… I don’t know what you mean.”

“Oh, Wayhem, I can see right into your heart. You long for him. The boy with hair of sunshine gold, fair and beautiful skin, a voice of angels, all wrapped up nicely with those piercing, hypnotic eyes. But it doesn’t just stop there. Oh, no. You want to know his touch, his embrace, his everything. I can see it. I can feel it.”

Wayhem blushed. “N-no. No! I don’t want all of that. Well, maybe a little, but… he’s just… just a friend.”

“Aww, poor thing. Why deny yourself when you could have so much more? Especially when he needs your help.”

“He… he needs me?”

“Oh, yes. Adrien has lost his way as he chases that which is lost to him. Would you not want to help save him from himself? Would you not want to show him something better? Something newer?”

“I… I suppose? And you could help me with that?”

The imitation Adrien smirked and held out its hand. A belt chain materialized in its palm.

“What’s that?”

“A special jewel. With it, a covenant is forged, and a bargain made. Will you accept?”

Wayhem considered, then took the belt chain and put it on.

“Good. Shall we get started?”

“Uh, how do we get started?”

“Simple. You need only utter the phrase, ‘Libidine, lust.’ Only then will everything be sealed and I yours to use as you wish.”

Wayhem hesitated. “I… are you sure this will help Adrien?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t have any reason to lie to you.”

Wayhem gulped. “Alright. Libidine, lust.”

Su-Han stopped to rest. He and the remaining Guardians were almost back to Paris. He hoped that they were not too late and they would be able to assist in stopping Hawkmoth. He lamented his missed opportunity when Hawkmoth, or rather Shadowmoth, seized all the miraculous from the temple while he was away. He would be sure to set things right this time. It was his duty as the Celestial Guardian.

“Your guardianship means nothing anymore, old man,” a man’s voice hissed.

Su-Han jumped to his feet. “Who’s there? Show yourself, coward!”

A moment passed before a purple demon kwami materialized.

“What the-? What kwami are you? Why are you roaming freely? Who was your Guardian?”

Superbia laughed. “I belonged to no one. Your precious Mage felt it too dangerous to allow me and my fellow sins, and even loathsome virtues, to be created. At least, not without figuring out how to tamper with what we are.”

“If that is all true, then how do you exist now?”

“Why, because of Velze. Dear Daddy was brought back. He stripped all mortals of their dominion over us kwamis while giving all kwamis a physical form to inhabit.”

“What? You lie!”

“Lying is for the weak, and I am not weak. Everything I say is true. Anything that you once were is a mere memory. You are nothing. Even those teens could beat your sorry butts now. Granted, they all have our favored siblings. Shame. Daddy wasn’t supposed to have any favorites, but we know better.”

“But… what about Hawkmoth?”

“Oh, handled almost a year ago. See, you took too long and left everything to a bunch of teenagers that allowed your powers and rights to be stripped away. Now all kwamis are free to roam around and cause all sorts of mayhem as they please. Including little Plagg. My, I wonder what he’d get up to first now that he can use his powers without consequence.”

Su-Han’s jaw dropped. “What? They didn’t! They wouldn’t!”

“Oh, but they did. All kwamis are free and you have nothing. Now the world will fall to ruin and there’s nothing you can do about it. Unless.”

“Unless what?”

Superbia’s eyes lit up. “Let’s make a deal. You can become my holder, and you’d get access to the greatest of all powers.”

“But… a Guardian is never meant to use a miraculous,” Su-Han argued.

Superbia shrugged. “Suit yourself. I’m sure the others will understand.”

“What others?”

Superbia didn’t answer, but clapped their hands. Su-Han watched as the remaining four Guardians emerged from the shadow, transformed into demons.

“What did you do to them?” Su-Han demanded.

“I didn’t do anything. They made the choice. They choose power and a return to the true order. You can join them. You can gain the power of a kwami and return everything to how it is meant to be. That is, if you’re not scared.”

Su-Han considered. “This is wrong.”

“Oh, please. You mortals have such polarizing views. There is no true right or wrong. You allow such ideas to keep you from doing what you feel is good. So, what do you feel is good, Celestial Guardian?”

“I… I want to keep Order. That is my job.”

“Then what do you feel you should do?”

Su-Han reconsidered. “Where is your jewel?”

Superbia held out his hand as a pair of earrings materialized. Su-Han took a deep breath and put them on.

“What is your phrase to transform?”

“Utter the phrase, ‘Superbia, Pride,’ and this covenant will be sealed.”

“Superbia, Pride.”

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flatland-a-2024-translation · 2 months

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Section 02. Of the Climate and Houses in Flatland

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Like in your world, we also have four points on our compass: North, South, East, and West.

Since we have no sun or other celestial bodies like you do, we can’t tell where North is in the way you do, but we have our own way.

Similar to your birds, we always know where South is, because for us, we are constantly being pulled in that direction. This pull is very light in our most northern countries, so light that even a reasonably healthy Woman can travel for several hundred yards Northward without difficulty.

But even at its lightest, we can still feel it, and can use this to tell which way is South. As an added bonus, the rain, which always falls on a predictable schedule, always comes from the North.

Because of this, when we are in a town or city, we can tell the direction from the way the houses are built – because the rain comes from the north, the solid roof faces north, so that the water can safely run off and down the sides without getting inside.

When you’re out in the countryside where there are no houses, you can use the trunks of the trees instead.

As you can see, it’s usually pretty easy for us to get our bearings.

But one problem is that when you are so far North that you can barely feel this pull, if you are walking in a deserted plain with no trees or houses in sight, I’ve sometimes gotten so turned around that I had to stand in place for hours straight, waiting for the rain to come so I’d know which way to go.

If you are ill or old, or a delicate Female, this pull to the South weighs heavier than on the healthy members of the Male Sex, so it’s considered polite that, if you meet a Lady in the street, you will move to the South and give her the North side to walk on.

This can be easier said than done in such short notice, if you are in a northern climate where it’s hard to tell which way is south, or if you’re feeling sick yourself.

Unlike your buildings, ours have no windows, because light comes to us everywhere equally, whether you’re inside or out, during the day or night, and where this light comes from, we don’t know.

A long time ago, philosophers and scholars used to ask each other “What is the origin of Light?” and debate the possible answers. Many people have tried to find the answer to this question, and the only result is that our lunatic asylums have precious space taken up by the people who’ve claimed to have solved it.

Our Government tried to persuade people to stop trying to solve this problem by forcing anyone who worked on it to pay heavy taxes, but when it kept being a problem, the Law Makers, not so long ago comparatively speaking, finally made it completely illegal to talk about.

And here I am, the only one in Flatland who knows the truth to where Light comes from. But I can’t explain it to my countrymen, and when I try, they just laugh at me – me! The only one in this World who understands that Light comes from the Third Dimension! They laugh at me like I’m the maddest of the mad.

But I’ve gotten off track and this is a painful topic, so let’s get back to talking about houses.

Most of our houses are five-sided shapes, or as they are commonly called, Pentagons.

Here is an illustration to help you understand:

[Image description start: A black and white digital illustration with the compass in the upper left corner, showing a pentagonal house in Flatland. Each of the five points of the pentagon are with a different letter, with “A” and “B” going left to right on the bottom line, and “R”, “O”, and “F” left to right on the top, with the two diagonal lines marked with their combined points, so that the top two diagonal lines spell out, “roof”. On the Western diagonal side is a large gap marked by a grey line labled, “Men’s door”. On the east is a much smaller gap labled, “Women’s door”. Image description end.]

The two Northern sides of a Pentagon house form the roof, and these normally don’t have any doors. On the eastern side, there is a small door for Women, and across from it on the Western side is a much larger door for Men. The Southern side, or floor, usually doesn’t have any doors.

Square and Triangular houses aren’t allowed, because their angles are much sharper than those of a Pentagon, and since the lines of inanimate objects, like houses, are dimmer than the lines of Men and Women, they are harder to see, so if someone wasn’t paying attention, they could get seriously hurt if they accidentally ran into the corner of a Square or Triangle shaped house.

As far back as the eleventh century of our era, Triangular houses have been illegal to build, with the only exceptions being for military structures like forts, ammunition stores, barracks, or other state buildings that most people aren't allowed to enter without special permission.

At that point in time, you were still allowed to build Square houses, but they were subject to special taxes to discourage people from building more of them.

Three hundred years after Triangular houses were outlawed, the Law finally decided that if a town’s population was above ten thousand, then the angle of a Pentagon was the smallest house-angle allowed to be built, in the interest of public safety.

The general community has common sense, and has agreed with this new law, so now, even out in the country on farms, almost all houses you can find will be pentagons. Now and then, though, in some very remote and poor farming district, an antiquarian might still find an ancient Square house.

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mcx7demonbros · 1 year

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A Traitor’s Kiss

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This is a rewritten fic for my OC Helios.

“I pray that you have a blessed day, dearest brother.” Michael greeted the moment he stepped inside Lucifer’s office.

“Same to you, Michael.” Lucifer nodded his head. “May I ask what brings you here?”

“Well, let me show him to you.” Michael turned to behind him. “Helios, come out and greet Lucifer.”

From behind the Archangel, a little angel revealed himself.

“I-I pray that you have a blessed day, Archangel Lucifer.”

“Michael, don’t tell me-.”

“Well, you see, this little angel doesn’t want to be assigned to anyone else, except you. I tried to assign him to others, like Gabriel and Raphael, even Simeon, but they all handed him back to me because of his unwilling to cooperate in his training. He just wants to be assigned to you.”

“Brother, it’s not that you don’t know how much is on my plate currently and I also have to deal with the shenanigans caused by my brothers and Lilith.” Lucifer said and sighed.

“Just this one, please with a cherry on top.” Michael pleaded with Lucifer.

“No.” Lucifer refused without hesitation.

“I see…ah…look outside the window, Raphael is chasing Mammon with his spear.”

“What!” Lucifer turned to the window but he saw nothing except the peaceful scenery of Celestial Realm.

“Michael, there’s not-.” When Lucifer turned back, Michael was nowhere to be seen, only the little angel named Helios remained.

“That bas-grrr.”

While Lucifer was silently cursing complaining about Michael in his head, the angel Helios came and grabbed his hand.

“D-do you not want me? Everyone else has left me.” Helios sniffled.

Lucifer sighed before crouching down.

“No, it’s not that. It’s just-forget it. Helios, is it? Follow me.”

Lucifer then took Helios to where he lived with his siblings. That day, the angel siblings gained another brother.

Time passed, Helios grew older and wiser. Though unlike his brothers, he was never promoted to a higher position, he remained a low-ranking angel, like like his only sister, Lilith. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but every time Helios asked Lucifer about his promotion, the eldest told him it wasn’t the time for him yet. Helios disagreed with his Big Brother, but he never voiced his objection. Helios was secretly trying to find a way to get himself promoted to Seraphim, his designed position.

The chance Helios was seeking came when he came to know Lucifer’s rebellion plan after the incident where Lilith stole the Celestial fruit for her lover.

“Helios, I’m not ordering you to come with me. I know you want to remain here in the Celestial Realm.”

“Big Brother, how could you say that? I’m your brother. Of course I’m coming with you. What kind of brother deserting their siblings in time of need?” Helios declared in front of the Archangel.

“Thank you, Helios.” The angel’s words touched the Seraphim’s heart. “Your words mean so much to me.”

“You go to the others first. Let me prepare something first.”

“Alright.” Lucifer nodded and left.

The moment Helios closed the door, he had to sit down and breathe due to the excitement running over his body. He knew this was his chance to be promoted to one of the highest position among angels. He had been living for this moment. It was his dream from the start. He tried to become close to the most glorious Archangel in Celestial Realm for this.

Having calmed down, Helios went to his nightstand, where displayed the family picture of him and the other seven angels in a precious wooden frame. The angel took the picture out of the frame and used his finger to caress each face on the picture.

Helios’s finger first caressed Lilith’s face. Lilith, o Lilith, you are a foolish girl, falling in love for a human man and doing everything for him like that. The moment Lucifer introduced me to you guys, you realized my true intention right away, didn’t you? That I’m a social climber and I wish not for true brotherhood with Lucifer and you guys but using you guys for my own advantage. I know you hate me. Don’t worry, the feeling’s mutual and now I don’t have to pretend to be nice with you anymore.

Helios’s finger moved to Belphie’s face. Belphie, if you weren’t interested in human in the first place, Lilith wouldn’t fall in love for that man. But then I wouldn’t have gotten this chance. Thank you. By the way, you are one of my favorite brothers since all you do is sleeping and dodging your work or going to the human realm, I don’t have to pretend to be nice with you much. It was so bothersome.

Beel, it was nice to be your brother, you know? Every time I gave you a little treat, you would help me with anything. My works decreased a lot thanks to you.

Asmo, I also hate you, you know? Always getting chummy with me more than necessary. But I have to admit your beauty and influence within Celestial Realm did help me a lot.

Levi, you pathetic of an angel always shutting yourself in your room like that. Aside from commanding angel soldiers, what else do you know?

Mammon, it was my pleasure to be your little brother. Thanks for helping me with all my works whenever I ask you. But you know, you are such a naive angel believing all my words like that.

Helios’s finger moved to Lucifer’s face at last. O Big Brother, I don’t know what to say, all the things I have today I owe to you. Thank you. Maybe Father will give your Seraphim seat to me. Archangel Helios, I like the sound of that.

After finishing his thought, Helios crumbled the picture in his hand and threw it to the fireplace. He then left the room, but he did not go to Lucifer, but to Michael and Metatron.

“What is taking Helios so long to arrive here?” Mammon started to get irritated.

“I don’t think he’s coming.” Lilith said. Earlier, she was rescued by the brothers out of the Celestial Prison and they took her to the rebellious ground.

“No, he’ll come. I believe in him.” Beel came to Helios’s defense.

“But what if Lilith’s right. What if Helios chickens out?” Belphie shouted.

“N-no way, right?” Levi panicked.

“I think it’s yes way, Levi.” Lilith argued.

“Alright, calm down, Lilith dear. I know you are not on good terms with Helios, but let’s not think that he’s a bad guy, ok?”

“If he doesn’t betray us, I will consider us lucky.” Lilith fumed.

“Alright, all of you, keep silent.” Lucifer snapped. “In five minutes, if Helios doesn’t come, we will put our rebellion plan into action without him.”

“How dare you rebel against Father and the Celestial Realm, Lucifer?”

The moment Lucifer finished his words, he heard another voice. When all of they turned to the direction of the voice, they saw Michael with thousands of angel soldiers appearing. Stepping out behind Michael was…Helios.

“H-helios.” Lucifer was speechless. Even in his most crazy thought, he never imagined Helios would betray him.

“My dearest Big Brother.” Helios went to Lucifer, hugged him. “I’m sorry. But I’m just doing the right thing, by telling others of your rebellion plan before you could carry it out.” Helios then placed a kiss on Lucifer’s cheek.

“Helios, you bastard.” Mammon raised his weapon against the angel. But the attack was intercepted by Raphael’s spear while Gabriel took Helios back to their side safely.

Looking at shocked, betrayed, angered faces of his brothers, Helios couldn’t help but feel excited. Only Lilith’s face had I-knew-it expression. Helios only smiled at them and raised his hands up, telling them he was harmless.

“Lord Gabriel.” Helios sniffled and turned to the Archangel. “They are my siblings after all. I don’t think I can face them anymore. Please take me out of this chaos and back to the Celestial Palace.”

Gabriel nodded and took Helios back to the Celestial Palace, away from all the chaos and commotion happening after.

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Like I said before, I’m rewriting this story about my OC Helios.

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jaxxwrites4you · 4 months

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Ming-Yue and Her Guardians (Caretakerswap LMK AU)

“Get back here you little wriggler!”

The exclamation was followed by loud and delighted giggling, as Ming-Yue ran through the hallway. Huntsman was just behind her, grinning from ear to ear as he ‘chased’ her. The young girl looked over her shoulder and shrieked when she realized how close he was, taking a sharp turn into the living room. Hunts almost couldn’t slow down enough to make the turn to follow them, but managed it, even if he did run into the door frame.

The other spider demons watched on from the side, both smiling as they watched the young girl run around. It had been five years since they had found the orphaned baby on the street and she was doing well, even if they had to raise her in the ruins of their old home. She was a bright little girl, although the three worried she was far too curious and kind, but they would look out for her. No one would hurt her or take advantage of her while they were there for her.

“Má má!” Ming-Yue yelled out as she came back around the corner, holding her arms out to the demoness, “I need up!”

Huntsman came around the corner and made the same playful monster noises he had been the whole time. This only spurred on the giggles from the young girl who held her arms up expectantly. Daiyu laughed and dramatically leaned over to pull her daughter up, scooping her up into the demoness’ arms and nuzzling against her.

“Don’t worry, little princess.” She said, motioning for Goliath to move forward, “Our brave bodyguard will keep us safe from the monster!”

Goliath and Huntsman both shifted into their play fight stances and began the back and forth of a warrior holding off a monster. Ming-Yue cheered for her ‘bodyguard’ to win and as he held the ‘monster’ overhead triumphantly, she raised her arms in the air excitedly. After a few moments of playing dead Huntsman finally got back up and the girl wiggled out of her mother’s arms to run over to him and hug his leg.

“Thank you for playing with me, Shūshu!” She tilted her head up to give him a bright smile, “You’re the best at chasing me!”

He chuckled softly and ruffled her hair, earning even more giggles from the girl, “I’m always happy to play with you, little jumper.”

Ming-Yue opened her mouth to say something else, but it turned into a yawn and they all smiled as they watched her rub her eyes. Goliath leaned down to scoop her up and gave the others a small nod, “I’ll get her settled for her nap.”

Daiyu nodded back, “Once she’s settled you can meet us in the throne room. There are plans to discuss.”

Huntsman followed his sister to the throne room, sending a glance over his shoulder to Goliath and Ming-Yue. He looked back to Daiyu and cleared his throat, “So you’re really serious about moving forward with the plan to get more power?”

She shot him a stern look and sighed, “Of course I am. I have to be able to keep us safe, brother. From anything and anyone.”

There were a few moments of silence as they walked down the hall stopping in front of the dilapidated double doors. Her hands balled into fists and Daiyu took a deep breath before grabbing the handles to the door, “I will not fall to any demon or any celestial. Not when I have such a precious family to protect.”

Huntsman couldn’t bring himself to argue, not when he felt the same. They would protect their family and no one would stop them. Not ever again.

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To Daiyu and her brothers, the years since they found their precious princess seemed so short, but to the young girl it felt longer. The spider demoness looked down at the delicately decorated pink and white cake, a request from the birthday girl. Ming-Yue had asked that they have a proper birthday cake this year, especially since she was starting her first year of high school. It had been a difficult decision, whether to send her daughter to a proper human school, but ultimately it was likely the best for her. Huntsman and Goliath took turns dropping her off and picking her up, using carefully crafted glamors to hide their true forms.

She sighed softly, once again tweaking the placement of all the dishes on the table, feeling far too restless. Ming-Yue was too eager to grow up and Daiyu knew it was unfair to try and quell that excitement, not when her daughter was human. Her experiences were far different from the demoness’ own, who had lived with her mother for quite some time, even after reaching adulthood. One day, her little princess wouldn’t be so little anymore and she would have to trust that she could handle herself.

But that day was not today.

She sighed softly, but smiled, as she was still happy to see her precious daughter growing up. They had all pitched in to make sure the decorations were perfect and that Ming-Yue could have her favorite dinner. Speaking of which, she should go and see how Huntsman was doing with the cooking. They had another hour before the birthday girl would be home and she wanted to make sure that was enough time. Otherwise, they’d have to get Goliath to distract her with shopping or something on the way home.

“How is dinner coming along, brother?” Daiyu hummed as she stepped into the kitchen.

The other spider demon was in the middle of filling the last few buns, placing the last one on the tray before looking over to his older sister.

“I should be done on time, the cold dishes are all ready. The baozi are about to go into the steamer, then I’ll just have to cook the pork and cabbage stir fry.” Huntsman said, wiping his forehead as he prepped the steamer basket. “Don’t worry, sister, everything is going to be perfect for our little jumper.”

She laughed a little and leaned against the wall, “She’s not so little anymore, brother. In another four years, she’ll be an adult by human standards.”

“Don’t remind me.” Huntsman sighed, “Mortals grow up too fast.”

The two shared a look, one that showed their shared concern over the girl. Whether they liked it or not, someday she would want to live on her own terms and all they could do was make sure she was ready for it.

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There was lots of clapping as Ming-Yue blew out the candles on her birthday cake and she smiled brightly at her mother and uncles. She had been delighted by just how much effort they put into her party, even if it was just the four of them. She knew her upbringing was abnormal and that the location of their home made it hard to do larger parties. She couldn’t invite people over for parties and it had made for more than a few awkward conversations with her friends.

“What did you wish for?” Goliath asked eagerly, leaning over the table.

The girl chuckled and shook her head, “I can’t tell you, Shūshu!”

The large spider demon pouted, “What? Why not?”

“Because that means my wish won’t come true!” Ming-Yue explained, “You have to keep the wish a secret if you want it to come to fruition.”

Goliath sighed, “Well, since I want you to get your wish I’ll stop asking.”

He ruffled her hair and the girl playfully slapped his hands away, sticking out her lower lip and pouting. Daiyu smiled at the two and Huntsmanshook his head, but he was smiling.

“Happy birthday, my precious daughter.” The demoness said, wrapping her arms around her daughter, “I’m so proud of you.”

Ming-Yue flushed and tried to wiggle out of the hug, “Má má! Noooooo, you’re embarrassing me!”

Huntsman and Goliath piled on as well, smothering the girl in affection. In that moment, despite being flustered by her family’s attention, she had never been happier. Ming-Yue knew at that moment that her wish was going to come true and she couldn’t be happier.

Nothing could make this year bad for her, not when she had such a good family.

#jaxxwrites4you #jaxxwrites #lmk goliath #lmk huntsman #lmk spider queen #lmk lbd hostess #ming-yue #caretakerswap lmk au #lmk au #lmk #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid au

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imfearlessfics · 2 years

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Chapter 2: The Beginning

Song: No Celestial by LESSERAFIM

Pairing: Yunjin x female reader

Genre: Fluff, funny, romance

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety and panic attack, explicit language

Word count: 1.2k

3 years earlier …

Holy shit.

Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit, that’s Huh Yunjin.

Can bi-panic be a thing? I guess that wouldn’t make sense if I like men and women because liking a man is to be expected but so is liking a woman, but I’ve never dated a woman so would this classify as bi-panic? I mean if I really break it down -

God, even my internal ramblings are insufferable. Pull it together, y/n.

But honestly, how can I? Has there ever been a more perfect human? She’s stunning. I’m halfway across a giant building, and I can see that clear as day. The long brown hair with just the right amount of wave to give it an “I-woke-up-like-this” look, but I know it took at least two stylists to make it curl like that. The cute bags under her eyes that make her that much more precious. The button nose that scrunches up when she laughs. And that smile.

My goodness, that smile is everything. Bright and perfect and angelic and … can a smile even be angelic? I’ve never seen an angel; How would I know what their smiles look like? Do angels smile? I mean I say I’ve never seen an angel, but looking at her, I just -

God dammit, there I go again.

How can she make me this flustered from across the room? I’ve never even met the woman.

Wait. I’ve never met her, but I very well could! I’ll be working in the same building as her. What if I bump into her in the hallways? What if we lock gazes in the cafeteria? What if we like to go on walks at the same time every morning and we end up awkwardly running into each other every single day and then -

Stay cool, y/n. You didn’t come all the way to South Korea to have a meltdown on the first day.

I haven’t always wanted to travel. In fact, I spent most of my life preparing for the ordinary. Mortgages, tax returns, sensible footwear … But after COVID, I got an itch I just couldn’t scratch. There was so much world to see, and despite sometimes feeling invincible in my 20’s, tomorrow is never promised. So I dove right into the deep end. I started taking Korean classes at the local university, did mind-numbing amounts of research, and just did the thing.

As simple as I try to make it sound, though, I’ve never done something more challenging. My self-esteem was buried six feet under for the longest time. I took up as little space as possible, spoke quietly and only when spoken to, and I just felt stuck. My insecurities were chains that kept me trapped in a cycle of hopelessness. I fell into a funk and almost gave up on the whole thing. Korean was kicking my ass, applying for jobs in a different continent was so confusing, and I constantly questioned if I was good enough to make content for such a big company.

And then I heard LESSERAFIM for the first time, and everything just clicked. The powerful lyrics, their work ethic, the transparency of their journey - I saw myself in them, and I got a new rush of inspiration to follow my dreams.

It’s been two years of non-stop grinding, but I am now standing in the lobby of Hybe (holy shit), getting ready to start my first day as a content creator for Source Music. It sounds too good to be true, but trust me when I say that years of hard work, dedication, and -

Oh my god, why is she closer than she was a couple of minutes ago? Oh my god she is walking in my direction. My direction? It’s not really my direction, I don’t own it or anything. The direction that I’m in? Towards the general vicinity?

Y/n, shut up and focus.

“Annyeonghaseyo” Did she just say hi to me? Why are my lips not fucking moving? Say something - anything! What was the point of all those Korean lessons if you can’t say one freaking -

“Annyeonghaseyo. Mwohsseul deulilkkayo?” Why is someone asking me what I want? Oh …

Her (gorgeous) smile is for the barista. At the cafe. That I’m currently standing right next to. I forgot I was grabbing a coffee before the introductory meeting. I also forgot to pick my jaw up off the floor as she walked by, so I probably look like I’m losing oxygen right by the freakin’ latte machine.

I love when I play it cool. Just love it.

I quickly grab my cup that’s been sitting there for goodness knows how long and shuffle to the elevators. Dying from embarrassment wasn’t on the list of things to do on my first day, but we love a good plot twist.

The ride up to the 4th floor is agonizing. I don’t know when the nerves started kicking in, but I can feel it building in my chest. Come on, y/n. Not today. Please not today.

I’ve had anxiety since I can remember, but years of therapy have helped me come up with ways to lessen the blow when my brain decides to have a cortisol rager. Deep breaths, counting backwards from 100, tucking my knees to my chest. They’ve all worked to an extent, but the thing that brings me back to earth the quickest is something my mom taught me when I was young.

“Put your hand over your heart, y/n. Close your eyes, and say ‘I’m safe. I’m safe. I’m safe.’ Think of the things that bring you peace, and don’t stop until you understand that you’re not in danger.” Years of therapy, and this works better than just about anything.

I look at my reflection in the elevator doors. Brown, curly hair, brown eyes, and a whopping 5’4” - average. That’s what I always thought about myself, but I’m starting to realize the beauty in my figure. I have thick thighs with beautiful stretch marks and a tummy that sticks out ever so slightly. “That’s a full belly, sweetheart. And it’s beautiful,” my mom used to say. My hair is just as stubborn as I am, with curls that get tangled if someone even breathes near me. But my favorite feature is my tattoo. A red snake that runs the length of my right arm. It’s easy to think I got it just cuz I’d look badass, and while I absolutely do look badass, it’s more than that. Red is the color of passion and love, and snakes represent transformation and creativity. I spent my whole life doubting myself - doubting that I’d ever amount to anything great. But in the last couple of years, I’ve realized how much power I truly hold. I refuse to spend any more energy believing that I’m not worth it, and this tattoo represents that growth.

Existential thoughts in the Hybe elevator … take it down a couple notches, y/n.

I place my hand over my chest just like my mom said, and repeat the mantra. “I’m safe. I’m safe. I’m safe.” I’m interrupted when I hear the ding of the elevator, and I cautiously step out. I’ve officially made it to the first day of the rest of my life.

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Hi everyone! Hope you like chapter 2:) It's not super exciting, but I wanted to give some backstory to the main character!

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dobercorgis · 5 months

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Just gonna ramble on abt my thoughts on ffx it’ll be incoherent as usual

I really wish I didn’t play the game sporadically bc I don’t remember a lot of the lore which actually seems pretty interesting. Like I could not tell you what a fayth or aeon is… which is kinda bad I have the memory of a goldfish clearly.

The characters are def a strong point here. I do like the cast although some do become less important story-wise but I feel like that’s pretty common. Rikku’s definitely my favorite character I just love how bubbly and caring she is. I think her introduction to the group was kinda stilted (Tidus just being like I found a stray!) but she carved a place for herself so well that I can overlook that lol. Auron was also a great character, and honestly kinda flipped my expectations bc I thought he would be the most traditional one out of the group bc he had that anything’s fine just continue your pilgrimage attitude, but then you find out that he’s the one that was the most opposed to the final summoning on his journey. Is auron and jecht doomed yaoi? I think he just confirmed that I like mentor characters cuz I think he’s like the 4th or 5th one I liked so far. Tidus and yuna are so precious. I just like to think about how yuna started her journey knowing and accepting that she was going to die, then tidus found out that no he’s going to “die.”

Ik this came out before Xenoblade but the story just reminds me so much of it. The obvious one being tidus’s “alive” state and shulk’s, but the storyline reminded me so much of xc3. Eternal cycle that only creates more death, culture around sending people off, the protagonist’s group basically being the beacon of hope, and the final boss being a concept lol. And the whole machina war and being against the machina??? Bro??? Xc1??? The people of bionis basically hating and fearing machina/mechonis??? Oh and the yu yevon fight was on a giant sword… mechonis sword… hehe

That being said I’m not sure if I want to replay the game. You can tell the game is dated and no I’m not talking abt the graphics I literally play Nintendo games idgaf abt graphics. The UI is unintuitive, personally I didn’t find most of the music to be that great, the battles are kinda slow (this might be a skill issue lol), and the constant random encounters are a pain. You might be like how do you hate wild encounters when I play pokemon but you only encounter them in specific areas and also repels are available pretty early on. I really should have explored and backtracked more because clearly I missed many items which I did think hinder me a bit (I’m sorry kimahri). I’m not really a huge fan of the sphere grid either. I didn’t get any of the celestial weapons and didn’t get anima bc I missed the besaid sphere. And I didn’t know you could backtrack before the ship so uh yeah I got locked out. I also found no jecht spheres lmao.

Although I rlly do like how well they wrote jecht’s relationships bc even without those extra memories, I was still able to understand and feel invested in his relationships with tidus and auron. I think jecht and tidus have an interesting relationship but that’s just bc I like family drama esp ones involving problematic dads. I loved the ending cutscene where tidus sees braska and auron and then high fives jecht.

I think the story will def hit different if I play it again with all this context in mind, but again I’m not sure if I want to at least any time soon 😅

Overall 6.5-7/10

Forgot to add: I hate seymour he had way too much screen time. Thank god we kicked him and the other cockroaches out of power

#stop talking abt xenoblade challenge (you should all play it if you have a switch and like jrpgs)#anyway i think the gameplay wasn’t rlly for me although i usually like turn based games #I do want to try out more ff games tho!#I’m just limited bc I’m a Nintendo gamer 😅#misu does stuff

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saltyxtides · 2 years

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ROWAN DELACOUR.

They tried to make the story as short and simple as possible without traumatizing themselves all over again just by saying it all out loud. They live it every day. How much worse could it really get?

Monty was not killing her own kind for power. Bayden didn’t mean to insinuate that. But, it wasn’t hard to see with the limited clues where one might jump to such an idea. Monty was her own power, her own entity, her own monstrosity. She didn’t need to steal anyone else’s. Celeste inside Bayden’s body would learn that soon enough by her regular visits. Bayden’s one and only visitor, always.

That was where the conversation started to head butt. The real Celeste’s refusal to attempt acting. The real Bayden knew his life would be destroyed if she couldn’t pull it off. Simple as that. So it was time to start practicing for the Oscars. They’re in the Academy now like it or not. That’s how the real Bayden saw it because the real Bayden would sooner murder his body with her in it before he let her destroy his precious mother’s feelings for him. Those were the thoughts going through the real Bayden’s head. That’s exactly how fragile their friendship was right now. He wanted a friend bad but, it wasn’t worth his mother.

“You can’t make it better, Celestis…er…Bayden… whatever. I didn’t ask you to make it better. I asked you to not fuck it up. That’s all I ask of you. Don’t fuck up my life. I don’t give a shit what you think of it. It’s mine. Okay? It’s mine.”

Then the other suggested they run, they leave all this behind. They even suggest they’d be able to come back at any time. This was a complete turn around from where the new Bayden stood moments ago. The fake Bayden was being so contrary like nothing was possible and everything too hard to accomplish, so full of nonsensical plans. Now they were suddenly all in for the real Bayden to just up and leave, live, like they’d take care of everything. Don’t even worry about it. They got this.

The real Bayden stood there inside Rowan’s body and had to wonder why. Was their story that sad to create that big of a turn around in attitude? Was their life that pathetic? They supposed it was.

“I don’t know.” They said softly. “Two seconds ago you didn’t want to be me. Why are you being so nice all of a sudden? I hear Admiral Ackbar in my head warning me its a trap.”

Then the reality of their own doubts came out. “Annnnnd…. what if Mom’s right? What if my doctor’s right? I’m not ready for that. I can’t handle…. out there. I can’t handle the out there.”

Ah good ol’ Briarcliff brainwashing at work. It was still very fresh in their head whether they had a new body or not. Hello almost phobias and fears he never even had before his escape attempt and the big hotel incident. He’d even mention it.

“They won’t even recognize me at the hotel.” That’s all the further his head even dreamed of running anymore. He had no real dreams, just death wishes with the ghosts of the hotel. “I can’t really go out there.” They were already talking themselves out of it after getting all cocky with her about leaving earlier.

“I mean let’s get real here. What’s really going to happen is I’m going to have to go back to your house which is now my house, masturbate, go through your things, and wait for this body to recharge it’s guitar until we can switch back and hope my real life doesn’t get too fucked up in the meantime.”

IT was s h o r t but none of that was simple. Neither one of them had SIMPLE in t h e m. && they felt like they weren’t sure if they made things worse or better. Deep down they won’t know if Bayden will turn out like Rowan.

Disgusting. The same feeling they get when they see Rowan turning them into an instagram influencer. Or if they had to choose between Disney or Bayden’s sister . . . They both sound quite terrible && there not even sure which one to choose because both are horrendous. Worse? It’s not just sitting still && look’en pretty. They began to try to remember how many times his sister actually visited Bayden! Only thinking seemed to be the hardest thing in this body. It sometimes felt foggy, or that they had tar for brains. The drugs in Bayden’s system is something they where going to have to work with.

The plan is simple. DEPRESSED B a y d e n. Isolation. Isolation. Isolation. His level of MAMA b o y could be felt all the way to mars. It didn’t take magic to read && sense that from where they sat beside each other. Was it there goal to destroy his relationship with his mother? No. Not on purpose, but if his mother goes down some memory lane or Bayden wasn’t clear that they had a Norma Louise && Norman Bates relationship.

By all means KILL FIRST ask q u e s t i o n s l a t e r. Please. Can’t say they could pull that off. Porno’s are not the best guides on how-to’s. Bayden already rejected them twice. They don’t believe themselves enough that they could pull that one off sincerely with there inexperience. As Bayden they also had a load to work on. Examples: addressing his mom right. Mom? Mother? Mama? Ma? Dr.Wardeyn? Blanked out. More likely will ask them that question tomorrow. Along with learning the notes on his hippie guitar lifestyle - they feel that’s important as they have no idea how to play an instrument like that. Never heard him play it, but imagen’s Bayden plays the guitar at the pace of something like The Byrds - Turn Turn Turn guitar style.

Practice studying deer if they can, drawing deer && seeing it was possible to read about MOTHER && s o n relationship articles to try to understand what it means to even have that kind of relationship. Read a lot of Dr. Wardeyn’s articles. There are probably a lot of hints to help to keep up with things Bayden knows personally that might not cross there mind. Birthdays. Full names. Stuff they can’t think about right now but would come in handy later. 101 questions && they’ll ask them another time. It’s already stressful to move && get adjusted in Bayden’s body.

Celestis? What a dumb name. Wait. ??!! Was that there name?! They felt rusty hinges screeching like an animal in pain, echoing through them a painful headache. Raising there hands as if this was a ceasefire. Anything they would have said would have them upset. A lot has been said. Along with a lot has been done. Both emotionally adjusting into the other’s body. There friendship right now, was more like a barn blazing inferno with flames stretching well above its crumbling roof. There’s a chance it could become a wildfire. Careful not to turn it into one. “Fine.”

“Let’s just say the money lasts you three weeks ROWAN.” Seeing it in a bigger picture.

“It only means the d e m o n s in the backyard are put on a tight leash.” With a closed fist held with the thumb extended they’d point over there shoulder behind them. Obviously indicating the deformed creatures they saw that got them in this trouble in the first place.

“I doubt my mother would have the TIME of d a y to really visit or notice with how she’d have to stay busy handling things.” Ewe. Kind of foreign && gross saying it like that but if they were going formal better start now? Maybe correct them on the title of address to his mother.

Publicity was publicity && obviously a stunt like this would be a first ever written journalized of an escapee. Since they were recently involved in being questioned by the police. Which would make more opportunity for funding from the city. Benefitting political powers like the Mayor keeping dangers like Rowan off the streets of there town && small-minded Hollywood somebodies fund mental health issues because that’s just so kind of themselves! With Dr. Wardeyn being a single mom of two. With her history rep. in the medical work force rich idiots love a strong-willed mother making the world a better place for there own kids.

With so much going on && the cops involved the visitations from Monty would be called off whilst being investigated && questioned again about knowing Rowan’s whereabouts. They already knew that they never really thought they were real anyway play-by-play. Might as well still use that to there own advantage as Bayden. They didn’t think they had to explain it any further than that.

“It’s not uncommon of yourself to RUN. I think you’re the only person who can pull it off R o w a n.” Because they already have pulled it off && then came back. They’d know they get stuck here a million more light years . . . That kind of stunt would really put them at a disadvantage of getting out to find the real Rowan. But it would make big waves && it would keep what Bayden wanted. His life the way he wanted it.

Not even sure anymore if finding the real Rowan was worth it. Was it? After tonight there was a lot to process, but one of them was: What now? The idea sent painful shivers through there body. There soul purpose was to swap back with Rowan, now it felt like Bayden but in all honesty? No where to go. Maybe they just didn’t know what they wanted to live for either. Putting it in the back of there mind for now as they had all night to think about it.

But with them being away. They just take on being DEPRESSED B a y d e n. Stay in between the lines, but not get caught being the fake. 7 days. 14 days. Or just 21 days.

Brush everyone off except Clarissa. Being alone isolated would also help them figure out how to fix all this. The meds where in the way to swap them back. Regardless of if Dr.Unger got her in through a favor or Dr. Wardeyn naturally selected the challenge of having her admitted.

It wouldn’t surprise them now that Bayden’s dropped what this place really was. Dr. Wardeyn would have a plan already set up for when they actually ran away.

“If anyone could pull it OFF. I’m afraid it would be y o u.” A tint of envy in there vocals. Annoyed by the fact they had to actually admit that out loud, but the real Bayden themselves knew this place a lot more than they did. Of course they felt bad for Bayden. The realization of his timeline. He did what he did to leave && then all that he had done turns up he did it for nothing some what pissed them off. Not that they will ever say it. It sucks to care. They should have learned there lesson the first time with the actual Rowan. Caring for someone always ended in betrayal.

“Yea. Well knowing me is a trap. I trapped you in a different body. Where was Admiral Ackbar when that happened!”

What. In. The. Fuck?

Taking one giant inhale only to hold it in what they wanted to say. They can touch back later. FUN f a c t: Bayden talked about all these things he couldn’t do. There was so much to the world then just Hotel Cortez. That place was toxic for Bayden, but they had no room to talk because Texas was toxic to themselves.

Bayden reminded them of a cross of Snow White && that other Disney Princess. What was that one Princess with mommy issues? Don’t remember the name but there’s not anything special about her or anything that stands out in her personality, the really bland one? Snow White && the really bland one with super long blond hair. It drew blanks because half the time they all annoyed her. There’s not enough support to unravel that kind of damage in him immediately.

“Guess we both have one thing were both thinking tonight.” Somewhat sarcastic as there was scoff of amusement. Honestly once Nurse Janet GOES a w a y. Far. Far away. Ain’t want nothing to do with all that. Pretty sure there hypothesis as masturbating as a guy is much easier than when she is a girl.

They kept all the sketchbooks of Bayden. Along with some of his clothes - the ones they keenly noticed they wore a lot more than the others. Kept a few other minor things like the Valentine cards, some of the corona airplane letters, what ever they could get there hands on that seemed important to them.

“You’re stuff is in the closet piled in the very back corner.”

“Oh, && a chocolate bar in the desk is for you. It’s painted white with cross bones on it. You can’t miss it.” Obviously, they had to cover the wrapper && drew over the logo. They wouldn’t actually know how to explain the logo on the chocolate bar. The brand just doesn’t exist within this reality as they used Rowan’s ability to read it out of a book. Found it a little hard to explain how they got a Wonka Bar. But it was a pretty nice idea for a welcome back gift that failed in it’s own way.

“Take you’re damn food too! Can’t stand cold food. I can’t recall the statistics of starvation but I know it’s bad!” Just trying to take a step back from the obvious problems in front of them. Tonight was over to them. They didn’t want to think about anything anymore. They were going to have so much to think about tonight that where going to make themselves go insane.

#rowan delacour #montywonmom #━━ ✧ spilled ink. | interactions #━━ 🌊 saltyxtides. | ahv

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myheartissetinmotion · 2 years

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thinking about how, in the midst of a color-saturated, reference-filled, slightly-cringey-yet-delightful, so-hollywood-it-hurts film adaptation that doesn’t get talked about much, lily and finn pulled off the most stunningly nuanced portrayal of delena’s relationship i’ve seen yet

#subject to change bc i’m watching the globe one with ncuti in a week or so and i think that one’s gonna tie it #GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD WHEN AM I GONNA GET TO PLAY THIS ROLE AGAIN OPPOSITE SOMEONE WHO *GETS IT*#this movie makes Choices and not all of them are good but dem being under at the start and back to himself by the end makes up for all of it #the ‘o helen’ moment is generally just played for comedy bc it’s indeed hilarious #but finn lets it be soft and awestruck-this gives helen a reason to believe it’s real before realizing it’s not #and hoo BOY is that the most heartbreaking and heartbroken ‘o spite’ of them all #and don’t even get me STARTED on their ‘precious…celestial’#it gives the idea that he used to call her that. and he’s just staring at her this whole time. and he says the last word with her #and she wants SO BADLY to give in but can tell that something’s off bc she knows him so well!!!!!#AND THE ENDING. HOLY SHIT THE ENDING #the framing of this adaptation allows dem to deliver his last monologue entirely to helen w/o any other eyes #and that lends it a whole new power #i only wish they’d let him say the whole damn thing #his delivery of ‘wish it love it long for it and will forevermore be true to it’ would have destroyed me #and she’s shaking her head-she’s finally recognized her own worth-it’ll take genuine reassurance for her to take him back #and the tears in her eyes and that kiss and AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #THEY REALLY SAID ‘we’re gonna take this famously dysfunctional relationship and make it something beautiful’ AND THEY DID #and the way they hold each other during the whole last sequence. everyone shut up i’m yearning #GAH. SHAKESPEARE.#a midsummer night's dream #a midsummer night’s dream 2017 #a midsummer night’s dream 2018 #(different websites say different things)#shakespeare #lily rabe #finn wittrock #my faves #my loves #hopeless romantic #movies tag

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rosesoflilac · 2 years

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Thirsting for the Demon Prince

Pairing- diavolo x reader, slight lucifer x reader

Warnings- lesson 8 spoils, ooc diavolo, ooc lucifer, not proofread

Summary- lord diavolo's demon form does something to you, Lucifer isn't here for it.

A/n: GENUINELY I HATE THIS BUT I ALSO LIKE IT UGHH IDEK - I just wanted to write a little funny thing about dia's demon form and this is what happened

It was Day 2 of the retreat Lord Diavolo planned for the demon brothers and all the exchange students. The retreat had been nothing if not eventful. Your mission to create a pact with Asmodeus was still underway and the solution was to get a picture of a sleeping Lucifer. One day that demon will kill you. For now though, you will enjoy your time here. It was Lord Diavolo’s wish after all!

Celestial food tasted different than you imagined, everything that went into your mouth tasted pure. You could tell Luke put his entire heart into these dishes. “Luke! It tastes wonderful, thank you very much,” you say smiling at the little angel.

Luke blushed and gave you back a big smile. “Thank you for the compliment, MC! You should come to Purgatory Hall so I can cook for you again!”

This boy was going to be the death of you, he was too precious! “Of course!” You decided then you will fight anyone who seriously bullies him.

Everyone else voiced their own praises, as they should, and Luke couldn’t help but feel delighted.. Even if he was surrounded by demons. The last thing you hear is Lucifer grumbling to Lord Diavolo about indulging Beel’s eating habits, “I know you’re trying to be nice, but if you keep giving him food like that, he’ll never stop eating/ He’d even eat your arm if you let him..”

However, Beel was the least of your concerns as your thoughts wandered to getting a picture of Lucifer’s sleeping face.. Not only was it getting a picture of Lucifer’s face, you had no idea where to start. You knew he was staying with Lord Diavolo, but where? Would the room have a curse on it? You had already attempted to do this once. How would a second time be any different-

“-MC!” Lucifer’s voice broke your train of thought. You looked up at him with an innocent look mixed with some shock, “Yes, Lucifer?”

Lucifer gave you a dejected look and sighed, “Didn’t you hear me? I asked you to pass me the dipping sauce. You seem to be off in space today, don’t you? It’s still only day two, you know?” He had a challenging look in his eyes. Almost as if a human could not keep up with demonic and angelic counterparts.

You would have to prove him wrong. You would have to find his room, unafraid of the consequences.

The ceramic bowl felt warm in your hands. You worked your best smile and made direct eye contact with Lucifer, handing him the dipping sauce bowl. “Lucifer.. I’d like to see the art and decorations in each room.”

Lucifer smiled at you, eyes closing and eyebrows less tense, hell, his whole demeanor had changed. Was he truly this pleased with your request?

“Well, I didn’t realize that you appreciated decorative pieces here at the castle as much as I did. Wonderful.” His eyes kept yours in hold, making you squirm in your seat. You would definitely not survive a full year in the Devildom down this path you’ve chosen. “I am very interested, I love learning about stuff like that. History is a passion of mine,” Your voice stayed strong. Though he looked at you with such.. Heaviness, you could not help but feel relaxed when you saw him smile at you.

“All right, I’ll make a list of everything worth seeing and where you can find it later. Then you can go have a look at them whenever you’d like.” Lucifer knew he had to have known this was another ploy.. There was no way he didn’t know.

Still, you gave him another grateful smile. “I appreciate it, Lucifer.” Oh, this was going to be a long night. You took a long sip of your drink thinking of how to get Lucifer off of your trail. He was suspicious of you, always has been and will continue to be with the pacts you made with his three brothers.. Lucifer would expect you to act worried. Perhaps not all of the time but when you thought no one was watching.. Well, no matter how true, you’d have to prove him wrong.

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Lord Diavolo put his napkin on his plate, grinning at all of his guests, arms crossed around his chest, “...Well then, I suppose it’s about that time.” Beel frowned at the thought of not being able to eat more. Yeah, Beel would always be able to surprise you.

Rolling his eyes, Lucifer sighed. “Ignore him, Diavolo. Please continue.” He could strangle his brothers sometimes. (If you were close to Lucifer, like Lord Diavolo close to Lucifer, you would see his left eyebrow raise every so slightly..)

“All right then, here we go..” Diavolo’s grin grew wider. He snapped his fingers.

You gasped at the sudden bright lights and at the now bustling ballroom with the hundreds of people now here- you turned your head towards Diavolo.

You were silent, eyes staring shamelessly at him. You never imagined he would look so.. Princely. His demon horns curved around his head like a crown.. You desperately wanted to touch them. Would they be rough? How would they feel against your palm, fingers ghostling their outline? How would they feel if you gripped them roughly? Would Lord Diavolo gasp in shock or smirk at you? You bet his horns were so pointy, they could take out your eyes. The same could be said for his wings. Four beautiful, large wings.. What would it feel like to be wrapped up in them? Gold embellishments decorated the tips.. Don’t even get started on his golden bat wing chest piece.. You wanted to touch this too, wanted to feel it against your cheek, against your tongue.. You needed to feel how his fur, perhaps it was feather, shawl wrapped around your shoulders, needed to see your reflection in his ruby red jewel connected to his chest-piece. You needed it.

While the sinful thoughts continued to plague your mind, Lucifer could not help notice why you did not move from your seat at the table. He was about to scold you when you saw who you were staring at. On top of taking advantage of his brothers and making pacts, you stared at Diavolo with such shameless behavior. Absolutely unacceptable. He headed towards you, ready to pull you out of the ballroom, when Barbatos appeared, tapping him on the shoulder.

“Excuse me, Lucifer. Would you like a refreshment? The Young Master requested the very best of demonus for you.” Barbatos offered the tray towards him, smiling.

Lucifer thought it was quite obvious what Barbatos was doing. He took a glass of demonus and shook his head. “Why are you preventing me from approaching MC?”

Barbatos tilted his head, acting confused. “The Young Master and MC seem to be having fun. It would be rude to interrupt him when he is having a nice time.” If it was any other day, Barbatos would have agreed with Lucifer to interrupt the two of you. However, how fun of a party would it be if Diavolo looked bored and glum because you were stolen away from him?

Diavolo and you were talking, two delighted grins and merry voices agreeing with each other about the details of his demonic form. “I just.. You look so.. I can’t even put it into words!” Your hand grazed over his chest, over his chest piece you practically drooling over. Being so close, feeling the heat off of his chest, it was enough to satiate your curiosity. For now.

Diavolo laughed loudly and put his hand on your head, rubbing your hair affectionately. “I feel the same way towards you! You are also so!” Another great laugh bubbled out of him. “I appreciate your compliments, MC.” He loved this, he loved getting your attention instead of it going towards the brothers. Speaking of which, we were all shocked in some way. Mammon was working up the courage to tell Diavolo that even though he is the prince of the devildom, you can’t touch his MC like that, that they’d much rather be with him. The others were in shock. Partly because Lucifer had not shown up to separate you two.

That is how things continued for the night. You stayed by Lord Diavolo’s side, conversing with him on many subjects. You mostly spoke of the human world and your favorite things, while Diavolo nodded, listening intently. He wanted to remember everything about you! It was only right as a host. (The frequent compliments from you did not hurt either).

Lucifer was fed up. Not only had you been hanging off of Diavolo like some common succubus. The worst part, he was indulging you. It was nearing the end of the night, most of the guests had left by now. Surely, Diavolo would not refuse him a last dance with you. He approached you two slowly. “Lord Diavolo.. Since you’ve had MC’s attention all night, do you mind if I steal this last dance with her?” His voice was tense, teasing, like there was more he was saying.

Diavolo looked towards you, you looked towards Lucifer and then at Diavolo. “Lord Diavolo doesn’t speak for me, Lucifer. If you wanted to dance, you could have just asked me,” you moved towards Lucifer and smiled.

Lucifer smiled back and chuckled, albeit a tad forcefully. “Of course, MC.” He thought you were infuriating, acting like nothing was wrong. He held out his out for you to take, “Do you know how to dance?” So you did.

You would be lying if you did not find Lucifer’s demon form just as pleasing as Diavolo’s.. But you needed to be alert, Lucifer could be leading you into a trip. His grip was strong on your waist, his hand holding onto your hand. You would not be escaping him. Lucifer leaned down, lips coming close to your ear.

“Do you know how to dance?”

You could hear the smirk in his voice, “No.” Unlike Diavolo, you were scared of Lucifer.

“No problem, I’ll lead.” The smile in his voice was sickeningly sweet.

The dance began. You followed Lucifer’s lead, you understood this was part of his plan to throw you off. You had to stay strong.

“In general, there are all sorts of reasons why one might ask someone else to dance. For example, they might be interested in them,” His hand squeezed yours “- they might want to touch them,” his hand on your waist rubbed your side “- or they might be doing it out of politeness..” Lucifer spun you around once. All you saw was the flash of his black wings, they were almost as big as Diavolo’s. “Or..” Lucifer continued, “..it could be they want to have a private conversation.”

Lucifer pulled away from your ear and looked into your eyes, “What are you planning with Asmo?” His grip on you grew tighter. Uncomfortably tight. “Let me make one thing clear: I respect my brother’s freedom to do as they wish. However, if I ever sense that you’ve become a threat to either Diavolo or us…then I will show you absolutely no mercy. Understood?”

Lucifer’s eyebrows were drawn close together, a heavy frown on his fight. You knew he was nothing but serious, he would kill you.. There were sure to be bruises on your body by tomorrow.

You try to shake free of him, pulling away desperately, but you cannot. His grip is far too tight. “I.. I understand. Lucifer, just know that I only want to earn your respect..”

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The end/maybe part 2??

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archived-kin · 4 years

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simeon with a himbo boyfriend

note from kin: once again i am writing for the boys because this fandom doesn’t have nearly enough content for them, especially for Big and Beefy Men. let them be in dating sim fandoms too!!!!!! give them more content!!!!!

anyway i’ve made you an angel since i don’t want to have to think about the deeper repercussions of what simeon dating a human would be (i mean we all know what happened to lilith when she tried it)

fandom: obey me!

character(s): male!reader, simeon, luke, belphegor, beelzebub, asmodeus, satan, leviathan, mammon, lucifer, barbatos, diavolo, solomon

pairing(s): simeon/reader but it accidentally becomes everyone/simeon’s boyfriend at some point whoops (this ended up as a pretty big block of text as a result so please let me know if you have difficulty reading it so that i can try to format it better!)

warning(s): nope!

genre: fluff!!!! fluff everywhere!!!!!!!!!

simeon thinks you’re the cutest goddamn thing in all three realms

you may be six foot four inches of muscle but to him that is six foot four inches of ADORABLE

you’re very strong so he likes to just run and jump up at you from behind and wrap his arms around your neck because he knows you won’t be fazed by it (physically anyways, emotionally is another story)

the other angels always gasp when he does this in public because it’s so far from his usual ‘poised and elegant’ thing but how is simeon NOT supposed to climb all over you like a koala when you’re so big and huggable???

simeon just really loves jumping at you like that okay

because every time he does you’ll just pause for a second and look very confused as to why your back has suddenly gotten heavier, and then you’ll turn your head, and your smile and excited little ‘simeon!!’ is to DIE for

he has to be incredibly upfront with you about what he wants because otherwise you will not understand

he has to say, word for word, “i want to sleep in the same bed as you every day” before you actually realise that that’s what he meant

the whole exchange kind of went like this:

simeon, being sappy at like seven in the morning: “i want to wake up like this all the time from now on”

you: “??? do you want me to come lie down next to you before you wake up tomorrow morning?”

simeon: “no, for the whole night”

you: “you want to wake up like this for the whole night??”

simeon: [sighs]

he also often has to be the one taking charge when it comes to physical affection

like you’re always willing to give him hugs and carry him around and let him sleep sprawled out on your chest like a starfish and give him kisses but half the time simeon has to ask you because for some reason you just won’t do it on your own???

at one point simeon starts getting a little insecure that you don’t actually really like physical affection and are just going along with it for him

because he’s a sensible angel, he brings this up with you before jumping to conclusions

he was not prepared for you to reply that you always wait for him to confirm that he wants affection because you’re afraid that you’ll accidentally hurt him with your strength if you go for it by yourself

simeon doesn’t cry a lot but dear god did he come close that day

after that it’s just hand holding and hugs and forehead kisses galore from you and simeon couldn’t be happier

now, it’s time for a bit of backstory

you were created purely to fight during the big celestial war, which is why you are so Beefy and Stupid

the beefy is because they needed you to be both strong and intimidating, while the stupid is because they didn’t create you with anything but fist fighting in mind

during the war you were a force to be reckoned with because you could just run at and headbutt a demon and they’d immediately be flung straight out of the skies and back into the devildom

and, even better, this meant that you didn’t have to kill anyone! you could just punt them so hard that they’d be flung out of the realm where the battle’s taking place entirely

once the war was over though they didn’t really know what to do with you

you were basically just this giant baby who didn’t know how to do anything but war

so they just dumped you in a garden and told you to take care of the flowers

which was how simeon originally met you! he was taking a walk around the gardens and saw you crying over a tree that you accidentally snapped in half with your big clumsy hands

now, simeon wasn’t one to believe in love at first sight, but HOLY FUCK

if he hadn’t already been an angel in the celestial realm he’d have thought you were some divine being from the heavens

anyway long story short simeon consoled you and started helping you take care of the garden, taught you how to live a life in times of peace, spent entire nights just lying awake and thinking about your smile and your laugh and how warm your hands look to hold and how it would feel to hug you, and finally managed to confess to you without you misconstruing it as just a Friendly Act of Kindness, and now you two are the proud holders of the title Cutest Couple in The Universe

granted only asmo calls you two that but you’ll take it

speaking of asmo allow me to segue this to the rad exchange programme era

you get so sad when simeon tells you he’ll have to leave for a year

your face falls when he breaks the news and your voice is all lost and quiet when you ask, ‘does that mean i can’t see you?’

simeon is absolutely devastated

it’s like a thousand puppies and kittens are being murdered right in front of him

he nearly cries (when i say nearly i mean he does)

but he can’t back out of the exchange program now, and one year isn’t THAT much for beings that live for possibly forever, so in the end, giving you a giant hug and about a million kisses to make up for the ones you’ll miss over the coming year, simeon leaves for the devildom

he makes it about a month and a half without you before he starts getting all mopey

and you’re not doing much better up in the celestial realm

michael actually has to message simeon and ask him how to deal with you because you spend every day dejectedly shuffling around the gardens that you take care of and it’s making everyone sad just looking at you

simeon reads that message and immediately decides that either he’s going back to the celestial realm or you’re coming down to the devildom

the authorities are a little cautious about it because you’re one of the purest angels they have and they really don’t want you getting corrupted by demons

but simeon assures them that the few demons that you’ll actually be having contact with wouldn’t do that, and you’ll be under both his and lord diavolo’s protection

so you end up being allowed to join simeon in the devildom for his exchange year!!!

honestly with the way the two of you react when you see each other again you’d think you hadn’t seen each other in years

simeon runs up to you and jumps straight into your arms and you spin him around in a big hug and ahhhhhhhh it’s like a teen romance movie but with an actually compelling relationship

and so you move into his bedroom (because of course you’re still going to share one down here) and take up a temporary position as a gardener to take up time since you can’t really do school

pros: simeon now gets to see you every day again and you look very cute bustling around the devildom’s fancy gardens with a watering can and wheelbarrow. also he gets to watch you lift an entire shed and it’s the best thing he’s ever seen

cons: the others are all basically in love with you now as well

simeon’s torn between ‘why wouldn’t they be, he’s literally the most perfect being ever’ and ‘what the fuck, that’s MY boyfriend’

belphie likes you because you are similar to beel and you’re also warm and big and strong so he can take naps on you and you won’t be bothered in the slightest

one day simeon sees belphie just jump onto your back and start sleeping there while you’re crouched in the garden doing some weeding and he’s so stunned by the sheer audacity that he forgets to be mad about it

honestly you don’t really notice that belphie is sleeping on you until you go to get up and feel something move on your back

and then, being the dumb precious idiot you are, you just lie face first there on the lawn so that he can carry on sleeping without being disturbed

consequence: simeon nearly cries at your sweetness but is also incredibly jealous and belphie is now having Feelings that he didn’t sign up for

beel meanwhile isn’t sure how to feel about you at first because he kind of feels like you’re stealing his twin all the time, but then you make him your special candied fruits (from produce that you grew yourself) and he loves you from that point forward

also PLEASE share your workout routine with him he wants to know your secret

it turns out that you don’t really have a workout routine?? you were just made like that

though the constant exercise and heavy lifting and stuff you do as part of your daily garden-care routine (you take care of basically all of the gardens back in the celestial realm) helps as well

he’s a bit disappointed but he does like that you can pick him up without any effort

one time he asked if you were capable of it and without missing a beat you went ‘let’s find out!’ and straight up swept him off his feet

beel was fucking screaming on the inside but no can’t feel feelings that’s simeon’s boyfriend

meanwhile asmo… okay we all know the way asmo is

boy took one look at you and immediately started drooling (figuratively anyway. physically his jaw just dropped)

kudos to him though, he backs off with the flirting as soon as simeon informs everyone that you’re his partner

asmo may be the avatar of lust but he is no home wrecker (he still finds an excuse to hug you every time he sees you though because awooga, muscles)

(he does know his boundaries so simeon doesn’t mind too much)

asmo also very likes the fact that you have such a green thumb because it means you can grow the prettiest flowers and you’re always willing to trim him a few to use as accessories

at some point simeon accidentally eavesdrops in on a conversation between the two of you where you’re just gushing about what kind of flowers he likes and how you’re going to plant them everywhere in the devildom because you like it when he smiles when he sees them

CRITICAL HIT!!!!!

simeon is pretty sure he combusts on the spot, while asmo is just squealing

thus was the origin of the title ‘Cutest Couple in the Universe’

satan on the other hand is mostly disinterested in you at first

the two of you live in pretty different worlds even if you live within the a five minutes’ walk of each other. he prefers to stay locked up in his room or the library and just curl up with a good book or ten for hours on end, while you’re always outside, digging flower beds and pruning bushes and cleaning fences and walls and basically doing every other little bit of manual labour that none of the brothers could be bothered to do before

he does note that you’re pretty good at what you do but that’s about it

until one day

you’re just pottering about in the garden outside the house of lamentation doing your angelic gardener thing when the stray cat that satan’s secretly been feeding for the past month or so comes by for its usual afternoon meal

satan has the window overlooking the garden so he quickly spots its ginger fur as well as you staring directly at it, and he immediately panics because what if you scare it away with your intimidating stature???

(yes, part of the reason satan doesn’t acknowledge you before this is because he was kind of scared of you and your muscles that he heard could punt beings out of entire realms back in your hey-day)

so he quickly dumps his book (though not without carefully bookmarking his place first) and rushes down to the garden in hopes of salvaging the situation, only to find you lying face first on the grass once again, though this time it’s not his little brother on your back

it’s the cat, who is purring like a little motor and aggressively kneading its paws against your back

satan can’t even see your face in this moment but he still basically gets cupid-shot in the heart because this is the cutest thing he’s ever seen

he has to force himself to calm down for a bit before he approaches lest he get overexcited and accidentally incur simeon’s wrath in the process

anyway after that satan makes a beeline for you every time he sees you and learns that you are an Absolute Idiot, but it just makes him like you even more

if satan was intimidated by you at first though, levi is downright terrified

you look like you could snap him in half with a single punch

he doesn’t try to talk to you at all for the first few weeks because how could he possibly find common ground to talk to you about?? you probably hunt dragons and eat rocks or something in your spare time

it isn’t until satan brings you up one day and mentions that you are incredibly dumb of the ass and probably couldn’t hurt a fly even if you tried that levi even entertains the idea of befriending you

he’s still not making the first move though

but it turns out that he doesn’t have to! one day you just show up at his bedroom door holding a giant crate of his latest akuzon haul

turns it got dropped off at the local post office after traffic problems and you volunteered to go pick it up and bring it back

anyway levi thanks you and starts unpacking his stuff, expecting you to leave in silence, but then he looks over and sees you just standing in front of his tv and staring at it

he’d been playing some battle platformer to pass the time before you showed up, and while levi himself doesn’t consider it particularly remarkable, you’re absolutely fascinated

being a gardener in the celestial realm you’ve never really had experience with this kind of thing, and you’re even more tech-illiterate than simeon, so what you’re seeing is basically like magic to you

so levi takes it upon himself to teach you as much about the art of gaming as he can in the short span of the next four hours before simeon gets home from a meeting of some kind and you inevitably immediately run off to greet him

you learn the basics relatively quickly but you’re still pretty awful at it

levi loses count of the amount of times you’ve accidentally run right off the end of the platform and fallen to your death once it reaches thirty two

it’s pretty much the most he’s laughed in, like, forever

congratulations! you have gained a new member in your party! levi will now follow you to the ends of the earth because you are the first person he feels like he can just be totally at ease around without being judged at all and just have fun with

(once, after you leave another gaming session to go cuddle with your boyfriend in the garden, levi catches himself thinking that ‘it isn’t fair that simeon gets to date him’ and has to do some serious self assessment)

mammon meanwhile has none of the reverence for you that his brother does

the amount of times he’s tried to rope you into his money-making schemes (which never work because he fails to realise that you are incapable of doing anything malicious in the slightest) is honestly just embarrassing at this point

simeon has to step in more than a couple of times because honestly mammon could ask you for your wallet and you’d probably just give it to him without another thought

that being said your wallet wouldn’t be much use because you never have any money

you just don’t understand the concept of exchanging money for goods and/or services so you never see any need for it

that being said, simeon does give you some money every time you go out into town on your own because something will inevitably catch your eye and you’ll suddenly realise that you just cannot live without it

the thing is simeon spoils you ridiculously so he always gives you way more money than would be considered a reasonable allowance

which means all mammon has to do is tag along and ask you nicely and you’ll probably buy him anything he wants

he does this a couple of times but then stops because he actually starts feeling bad about it

something just doesn’t sit right with him when he’s walking around with a bunch of shiny new things you’ve bought him with money that was meant to be spent on you while the only thing you’ve bought of your own volition is a pack of chocolate lollipops shaped like rabbits to share with simeon and luke

he may be the demonic avatar of greed but even he has a line that he won’t cross

he makes up for it by buying you things instead

nothing too expensive (he’s still mammon after all), just little things like sweets or bulbs for flowers you haven’t tried planting yet or food colouring for you to use for your candied fruits

speaking of those candied fruits, guess who loves and would probably kill a man for them?

lucifer

man may not seem like it but he has a hell of a sweet tooth

there was a bit of tension between the two of you when you first met (well there was tension from lucifer anyway) because he’d never met you like he had simeon and luke and had no idea what you were like

plus he’d heard about how you’re everyone’s favourite now back in the celestial realm and the little piece of him that still misses his life as an angel is a little petty about it

but then he interacts with you more and he realises that that favouritism is absolutely deserved

he will not admit it but he has wondered what being carried by you would feel like on multiple occasions

figures out how to read you really well which isn’t much of an achievement when you wear every single feeling you have on your sleeve but it still brings him a bit of satisfaction when he notices something that simeon doesn’t

he may be a pridey mcprideface but he is willing to give up a bit of that pride by pretending he can’t carry something heavy so that he can watch you do it

simeon acts like he doesn’t notice this but he absolutely does and he doesn’t know if he should tease lucifer about it or whack him over the head with a newspaper for it

all that aside though, much like simeon, lucifer also thinks you’re just the cutest

he comes across you building a pillow fortress in the middle of the house of lamentation’s living room one day and is understandably like “what are you doing in my house and what are you doing with those pillows”

you explain very seriously that satan asked you for help in an apparently pre-arranged pillow fight with mammon and that every warrior needs a well-protected base of operations and offer to show him all the optimised battle features somehow recreated from nothing but cushions and blankets and chairs

lucifer’s heart goes d o k i d o k i

he also has experience with Big and Dumb men from dealing with both beel and diavolo (when the three of you are together it’s just himbo3) so the stupid doesn’t bother him much

speaking of diavolo (wow i am nailing all of these transitions from character to character look at me go)

this man is basically just a grown up golden retriever boy and you are a big gentle st. bernard so the two of you get along like a house on fire

you’ve seen how much this man gushes about lucifer. now imagine that times a thousand

that is how he talks about you

honestly sometimes you’d think HE’S the one dating you

simeon would probably get defensive if he didn’t get so much whiplash from their conversations about you

diavolo: “i must say, i never would have pinned [name] as being your type”

simeon, ready to Fucking Brawl: “excuse me?”

diavolo: “though i don’t blame you, have you seen his page in that book about the celestial war? the illustration does his true beauty no justice, of course, but it’s enchanting in and of itself. to be honest i’d have loved to have seen him in action during the war, i imagine it would have been quite breath-taking to see”

simeon: “…what”

barbatos is usually just there in the background during half of these exchanges and he has to seriously stiffen up his poker face to resist just bursting into laughter

the other half of the time the conversation is just simeon and diavolo going back and forth gushing about you

barbatos honestly dislikes you a bit at first

not for any personal faults of your own! it’s just that all your garden work + your very forgetful mind means that you’re often tracking dirt everywhere

it doesn’t help that diavolo keeps inviting you over to the castle for tea and a chat and half the time you leave these big footprints on the floor and he wants to cry because he just spent four hours mopping that

he mentions it to diavolo in passing at one point, who then passes the message on to simeon

barbatos kind of gets concerned for himself because he knows simeon does not take well to you being insulted (one time a demon at the r.a.d. called you an ‘unintelligent buffoon’ and he was ready to start a fist fight right then and there)

not that it was an insult, but you never know how love can blind you to reason

but simeon just assures him not to worry and tells you to remember to clean your shoes as well as changing clothes after doing some gardening

normally you’d forget being told these things within a few hours but simeon offers to give you a kiss every time you remember to do this so now you remember every single time you’re about to enter a building after doing some gardening

after that barbatos holds no ill will to you at all

he teaches you how to bake and is honestly so endeared by how clumsy you get in the kitchen

you knock an entire container of salt into the cake mix by accident because your hands are too big and you moved too fast and barbatos is just like 🥺

he low-key babies you even though he’s like an entire two heads shorter than you

you don’t mind though because getting babied by barbatos means you get given all sorts of cakes and sweets all the time

simeon isn’t sure how to feel about it but it doesn’t seem to be the patronising kind of babying (it’s more of an affectionate doting) so he lets it happen

what he doesn’t let happen is solomon’s relentless attempts to feed you his food

you are both too dumb and too nice to realise just how bad his cooking is, but simeon knows you have a sensitive stomach and are actually a pretty fussy eater - you just tend to stay quiet when something isn’t to your liking because you don’t want to complain

having had a sample of solomon’s food himself in the past, he knows that you’ll probably get sick eating it, and he doesn’t want you to be uncomfy so he refuses to let you try even a bite

it’s like he has a radar in his head that goes off every time solomon approaches you will a bowl of ‘noodle soup’ that looks more like something he’s fished out of a nuclear waste tank

solomon, when he’s not trying to indirectly poison you, is probably the guy you spend the most time with apart from simeon and luke

he’ll just hang around nearby with a spell book while you do your gardening and show you some neat little magic tricks every now and then

he tries to help with the gardening but he’s not exactly physically strong and he nearly breaks his back trying to lift a giant bag of compost

so he decides it’s probably better for him to just watch from afar

kind of wants to conduct an experiment to see just how much weight you can lift before you start getting tired

one time he sees you cut down a whole tree with one hard swat of your hand and just walk off carrying it over your shoulder and he has to take several deep breaths

luke knew you already, so not much changes while you’re in the devildom

he really wants to learn to make candied fruits the same way you do but he can never get the hang of boiling the sugar mixture to the right heat and consistency (plus he’s kind of scared of how hot it gets)

you like to just carry him around on your shoulders and while luke would normally bristle at being treated like a child, you act like this with nearly everyone

(once he sees you running around the garden with diavolo of all people perched on your shoulders, arms raised in the air like he’s on a rollercoaster ride, and he nearly passes out on the spot)

he seriously adores you and acts like a guard dog whenever he feels like any of the others are trying to take advantage of your dim-witted naïveté because NO demons are allowed to harm his big brother like that

he will also chase them off with a stick if he has to if they get too close because no being is allowed to even remotely try to disrupt your relationship with simeon

simeon himself is no fool, and he’s well aware of the effect you have on pretty much everyone you come across, but he trusts them because they’re his friends

besides (and he isn’t being cocky or anything), it’s not like the relationship you have with them even holds a candle to what you have with him

they’ve all known you for less than a year, he’s loved you for nearly two millennia

they might be allowed take naps on your back while you work or be carried about on your shoulders, but do they get to spend every night snuggled up in your arms, feeling your chest rise and fall with every breath you take? no, he doesn’t think so

in conclusion: one day himbos like you will probably take over the world with their big muscles and unwavering loyalty and clueless grins that could make anyone’s heart skip a beat, and simeon’s pretty sure he’d be okay with it

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sinnamonrolle · 3 years

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[ the little moments] ♡ Belphegor

7 - That moment when Belphegor showed you magic.

✿ part of a series! ✿

❀ gender neutral reader ❀

Warnings: Mentions of death and also lesson 16 spoilers

Nights in the Devildom were no different from nights in the human world, except for the abundance of visible stars twinkling in the night sky. Too much light pollution covered the stars in the human world, and you had almost forgotten what they looked like if not for arriving at the Devildom.

“Can’t sleep?” A voice, soft and heavy with sleep, entered the planetarium. It echoed gently in the dimness around you and almost faded under the trickling of the water fountain, the airy words murmuring against your ears.

Belphegor draped a warm, fluffy blanket around you as he settled next to you, wrapping himself with the other end of the blanket. He sat to your right, one of his long legs bent at the knees, and the other stretched out against the marble floor. When he leaned into you, the soft strands of his hair tickled your neck, and the faint smell of chamomile floated around you.

“Seems like I’m not the only one,” you teased, brushing your thumb against his cheek as you tucked his bangs behind his ear. They didn’t stay there long, falling back down to cover his eyes again.

Belphie sighed. He turned his head slightly, his purple eyes half-lidded as they met yours.

“Missed you,” he muttered. “I woke up with this gaping feeling in my chest, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep until I could feel you next to me.” Then he hesitated, his breath hitching as you felt his hand twitch against yours. “Can I… Can I hold your hand?”

You took his hand in yours, weaving your fingers with his. His fingers were freezing, so you rubbed them with your other hand, hoping to warm them up somewhat.

“Of course,” you said, smiling. “Are you feeling better now?”

“Of course,” Belphie repeated. He brought your intertwined hands to his mouth and pressed a light kiss to the back of your hand. “You’re here with me.”

Your cheeks warmed along with your heart, your mind fumbling around the affection consuming you from the inside out. This was the best feeling of love you could ever have the privilege of experiencing—it was something like a stuffy feeling, like layers of cotton had been padded in your chest, and it wasn’t strong to the point where you felt like you could burst into pieces, but something more subtle, something more encompassing, suffusing through every fiber of your being and every molecule of your soul.

You were absolutely immersed in it.

“I have a little trick for you,” Belphie said almost immediately after, pulling away from you so that he was sitting upright. “Since you can’t sleep. Have you heard of tracing?”

You shook your head. “No, I don’t think so.”

He hummed. “That’s not too surprising. Tracing is something children are taught when they are very young, so the RAD professors wouldn’t teach you what it is.” Then, he held out his hand, the one that wasn’t holding yours. “Here, hold your hand out. With your palm up. It’ll make it easier. Tracing is basically what it sounds like. You trace the air with your magic.”

You felt like you understood it but also didn’t at the same time. You could hold your hand out no problem, but everything after that was… hm. Not good.

“Belphie, you’re a bad teacher,” you said, smiling teasingly at him.

He glared half-heartedly at you, eyebrows just barely furrowing, but then he chuckled.

“Sorry, my little sun,” Belphie said, lips curling at the edges into an amused smile. His bangs brushed past his nose as he tilted his head. “I’ll explain properly this time.”

True to his words, he took his time teaching you, explaining each part thoroughly and making sure you understood. You were surprised that he had that much patience, especially since he yawned multiple times throughout his explanation. Although, you couldn’t say that tracing was hard to explain.

“Very good,” Belphie said, his voice drifting into your ears. “Visualize your magic, make it visible, solidify it, and then move it according to your will. When you get used to it, put down your hand. Try tracing by using only your mind.”

It took you a few tries, but it really wasn’t too difficult. Once you managed to trace without having to use your hand as an anchor, the first thing you traced in the air was “Belphegor” surrounded by hearts. If you maintained your focus, your tracing could stay for a few minutes, so you kept adding hearts around his name, the color of your magic lighting up the planetarium.

“Why are you like this?” Belphie sighed, exasperated. He started tracing as well, purple letters appearing next to yours. His magic was lazy but light, appearing in delicate, efficient strokes.

“Like what?”

“So precious.”

You turned to him, blinking in surprise, but he didn’t look at you. Instead, he focused on the letters in front of him, his eyes reflecting the light from his magic. When he still didn’t face you, you returned to adding more hearts around his name—only to see what he was tracing.

It was your name in beautiful calligraphy, and underneath, it was Belphie’s endearment for you—my little sun—in smaller but just as lovely letters. He also incorporated a sun into your name, little lines indicating the sunbeams. Even though he didn’t draw any hearts at all, his adoration for you was still clear as day.

“You’re the precious one here,” you said, pretending that the lump in your throat didn’t exist. You spoke past it, even when your voice came out scratchy in doing so. “Now, it doesn’t matter how many hearts I draw. It won’t beat yours.”

Belphegor laughed, his voice coming out in airy puffs. “Since when did this become a competition? You’ve already beaten me. The moment I fell for you, you’ve already become my everything.” He looked at you softly, the lines around his eyes gentle with love. But you also noticed the dark circles lining underneath them, hidden behind his bangs. “My little sun. You are the light in my world.”

“Then, you’re my moon,” you said, squeezing his hand. “My other half. In the darkness, you are my light.”

“I am your moon,” he agreed. He squeezed your hand back, turning away from you, and rested his forehead against his propped up knee. “Because even the moon gets its light from the sun.”

You didn’t know what to say, so you went back to the letters hovering in the air. You let most of the hearts fade from around Belphegor’s name, but you kept the rest. You wanted to keep some form of your love visible for at least a little longer.

“You know what’s funny?” he suddenly asked.

You drew a little cow in the air, adding Belphie’s horns to it. “What?”

“I used to love human beings,” he started. “They were just so fascinating, and I loved them. But not in the way Lilith loved them. The love I felt for humans was like how humans love flowers. But Lilith didn’t love them like flowers. Lilith picked one human and gave them all of her love, to the point that she went against Celestial laws for them.”

Belphie paused. The water fountain gurgled faintly in the silence. You finished your cow and decided to stop tracing, tilting your head up to look at the planetarium sky instead.

He continued, “I didn’t understand that kind of love. I didn’t understand what kind of feelings could drive her to such lengths for a human. A human that would never live as long as us. When Lucifer told us that she died, all I could think about was that, in some way—I killed her. I led her to her death. It was because I loved humans that she fell in love with one. But because my love was not the same as her love, I didn’t understand. I didn’t understand her love, I didn’t understand her reasons, I didn’t understand her.”

He took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. “Because I didn’t understand, I blamed the humans for it. I started hating them, and it was a kind of loathing that ate away at me from the inside. I hated that they took my sister away. I hated that she had to fall in love with one. I hated that I didn’t understand. So, you know what’s funny? It’s funny that it is only now that I understand.”

“Belphie,” you whispered. You couldn’t see his face, but from the shakiness of his voice, you knew that he was in a lot of pain—pain so embedded into him that you didn’t know how to soothe. You adjusted your position so that you could wrap your arm around him, bringing him into a half hug.

“Isn’t it funny?” Belphegor rasped, his body trembling. “Isn’t it funny how I hated humans so much for causing my sister to die, yet now, I am completely, utterly in love with one? And now—and now, I understand exactly how Lilith felt back then. Now, I know why she did what she did. The irony of it all—I hated that I loved humans, but that hate has also led me to you. Lilith, as an angel, fell in love with a human, and I, as a demon, have also fallen in love with one.”

You took in his shaking form, the light heaving of his chest, the balled up fist at his side. You took it all in, and asked, lightly, “Do you regret it?”

Belphie shot up, misty eyes frantically meeting yours as he squeezed your intertwined hands tightly. “Never. I never regretted it. I wouldn’t, and I will never. Loving you is nothing but joy. I love loving you, I love seeing you smile, I love knowing that you are happy. I love that you love me. I love you. I am so happy, knowing that I love you. And I will break every rule in all three realms in a heartbeat, if it means that I can see you smile again.”

“You don’t have to go that far,” you said softly, brushing his bangs to the side so you could see all of him. “Just knowing that you love me is enough. I love you too. For me, loving you is a state of truth. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you.”

A sort of desperation haunted him, lingering in the deep purple of his eyes. He took your free hand, clasping it together with your interwoven hands. When he rested his forehead against them, it almost resembled a prayer of sorts.

“You can’t die,” Belphie pleaded, begging, praying—choking on his words. “You can’t die. Please, I can’t lose you. Please, please—you can’t die. Please, don’t leave me alone. My sun can’t set. I can’t live in a world without your light. Please, you can’t die—”

But you knew, and you knew that he knew too.

That all suns must set.

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Masterlist!

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sparkbeast20 · 3 years

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An Angel doesn’t belong here!

Warning: Swearing, dark stuff and angst

Lucifer

Lucifer was walking back to his room, to finally have some alone time with his beloved after a long day of filling up paper work and dealing with his brothers’ shenanigans.

Once opening the door, he stops dead on his track when he saw you packing a luggage with your things and a familiar face helping you.

“What’s the meaning of this Michael!”

Michael stops and look at Lucifer with a sad and unpleased look on his face, he walks closer to Lucifer with one hand in his pocket and the other using to gesture, and he begins to speak.

“Lucifer, Father ordered me to escort Y/n back home”

“Y/n home is here, with my brothers and I, they decided to stay here after becoming my mate” he said it stern tone as he slowly crushes the door knob that he still holding.

Michael let out a sigh and look Lucifer directly in the eye and say with a serious tone.

“I didn’t mean the Human world”

Lucifer let go the door knob, his eyes widen and turn to look at you and notice that you’re dress in white but with an emotionless face and eyes hazy.

He tries to approach you, when Michael step right in front of him with arms cross on his chest.

“I need to talk to them” but Michael just shake head.

“I sorry Lucifer, but you can’t near them”

“Why not!”

“Because their an Angel, I can’t let you corrupt them and ruining their chance of ascend above” he sighs and pinch the bridge of his nose.

“Look it was a mistake letting them stay here this long, Y/n is too pure to be here in hell.” Michael continues to talk, and walks over to you, all the while Lucifer standing near the door frame stunned.

“So, Father solution is to take them somewhere safe and as far away from demonic influences, you do understand do you Lucifer, An Angel doesn’t belong here”

In a moment, you tug on Michael sleeve “Done?” you just nod as if you were a puppet, seeing how you move and respond broke Lucifer, in his mind was thinking what did Michael did to you,

The two of you start walking out of Lucifer’s room.

“Oh!” Michael stops and places on hand on a stunned Lucifer, then says “don’t worry, I’ll take good care of them”

Mammon

Proud on his winning, Mammon walks down an empty and quiet hall towards his room, ready to show off all the grimms he won, once he got to the door, barge in with the sack of grimms held up high.

“Oi, Babe look what I got we’re going out to night so get dress” eyes close and voice loud.

“Mammon, are you always this impulsive and loud”

His arms drop on his side, eyes open from the top of the stairs of his room, he saw you all in white staring at the mirror, then he looks around to see Azrael sitting in his couch, looking through his magazine with stern look on his face.

“Azrael, W-what are you d-doing here” Mammon hardly can talk, knowing what Azrael’s role is, send shiver down his spine.

Azrael let out sigh, close the magazine, then stood up and start walking over to you.

“Look, I won’t be here long, I’m just following orders” he said it nonchalantly.

“Orders! What damn orders?” Mammon leap over the railing and rush over to Azrael, grab his shoulder the ladder, is visibly irritated of Mammon’s rude. He shrugs off Mammon hand and try to compose himself.

“I’m escorting y/n back to the Celestial Realm where they belong”

The moment of silent was broke by the bag of grimms drop on the floor, shock Mammon look over Azrael’s shoulder to see you, your emotionless face and lifeless eyes broke his heart.

He pushes Azrael out of the way and rush over to you, but stop when Azrael grab the scarf of his jacket and throw him, causing Mammon to fall on his tail bone.

Mammon was about to retaliate, when Azrael towering over him, with a darken face, he begins to speak.

“Mammon, I had enough of your rudeness, this is the reason why y/n has to go with me, from keeping their soul tainted by you and brothers demonic plague, their too good to be here” he took a deep breath and compose himself and continues “An Angel doesn’t belong here”

Azrael turn his back on Mammon, grab your bags and your hand, and start walking out the room with you.

Mammon watch you walk out with the angel; broken tears start falling from his eyes.

Once Azrael got you out of the room, he stops not even looking at Mammon and speaks

“Don’t worry Mammon, I’ll protect them”

Leviathan

Levi rush down the dark and quiet hall way with a new game in hand, exited to show you.

He got to the door of his room, he was about to turn the door knob, when a familiar laughter was coming from inside the room, he stiff then opens the door, both eyes and mouth was widened open, when he saw you in white and Uriel sitting on his tub with one of his figurines in his hand, examining the thing.

“U-Uriel why are y-you in my r-room” Levi studder, then Uriel turn look at Levi, he smiles and throw the figurine away and hop off the tub, walk closer to Levi and start talking.

“Leviathan, long time no see how’s it been, me I doing great, after you and your brothers fall, the Celestial Realm is now perfect as it should be.” the spiteful complement sting Levi, causing him to clinch his game in his hand.

Piss off at Uriel pompons attitude, Levi took in a deep breather and stand up for himself.

“If your just here insult me and my brothers, I suggest that you FUCK OFF and never talk to me”

Uriel pouts and huffs and turn his back at Levi. “Fine!” and he start walking closer to a bag and pick it up.

“Y/n lets go, this no place for Angels”

“What?” all his confined just when down the drain out of his body.

“Well, it seems that angels aren’t welcome in your room so, I guess that we should be leaving”

“they’re not an Angel, they’re human” Levi clarifies Uriel, but he just dramatically gasps with one hand over his mouth.

“How dare you call lovely y/n a human, and not an Angel, honestly I should have taken them with me back to Celestial Realm sooner, so they can have a perfect life and not be influences by you and imperfect life style.”

Levi’s face is pale as a ghost, hearing what Uriel is implying, he dots his eyes to you to see if respond to all of this, but all he saw was lifeless expression, he was terrified to see you like this.

“Please…...please don’t take them away” Levi is on his knees begging Uriel to not take you from him, but Uriel click his tongue, disgusted at Levi’s action.

“Oh, get up Leviathan, have some self-respect for yourself, begging won’t stop anything, and for once think about their wellbeing, this isn’t place for them. An Angel doesn’t belong here”

Uriel grab your hand and start walking, while Levi looks up to you with tears falling from his eyes.

“Oh, Levi!” he looks at Uriel, who has a menacing smirk on is face “Don’t worry, I’ll give them a Perfect Life”

Satan

A book in hand Satan heads towards his room, for a good reading before bed.

“Be careful, we don’t want to make a mess in here” Satan drop his book, to see that the door is open and an Angel helping you pack.

“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU! AND WHY ARE TOUCH MY MATE!” the angel quickly turns around to see Satan, he got up and stood in front of Satan, blocking you from his direction.

“Satan, am Zadkiel I came here to escort y/n back to the Celestial Realm, as order of my Father” he said it with a stern tone in his voice.

Satan march over to Zadkiel and grab the angel by the collar of his uniform and raise him up.

“you’re not taking them anywhere; you don’t decide for them and I don’t care what you father tell you, their staying here with me and my brothers” Satan growls at the Angel, but Zadkiel is not phase by the threat.

“Thank you, Satan for showing me what my father and my brothers are warning me about and the reason that y/n really need to come with me” Satan’s eyes widen and drop Zadkiel then took a step back.

“What do you mean by that?” Satan asks and turns to you, his heart shuttered when he saw your lifeless eyes.

“If they stay here, they won’t be able to ascend” Zadkiel walks over to you and fixes your hair and continue “If you care for their well-being, you need to let them go, Satan” he looks over to Satan with a genuine look of concern.

Satan knows that some part of his statement was true, but he wants to know one thing.

“But, why the Celestial Realm, should they be escorted to the human world?”

But Zadkiel shook his head and answer Satan’s question.

“My father sees them as an Angel, heist fort they belong with us in Celestial Realm, not at the human world or here, an angel doesn’t belong here in Devildom”

Zadkiel grab your hand and lead you out of the room, while Satan watch unable to move.

“I do apologies Satan” Zadkiel look back at Satan “but don’t worry about them, they’re in good hands”

Asmodeus

Cheerful Asmo, skip down the dark and quiet halls, with two bags in each hand making his way to his room, exited to show you all the cute things he bought.

He walks in with his eyes close and heads toward the nearest drawer, and start greeting you.

“Oh Darling, I can wait for you to see the dress I bought”

“Asmodeus, you’re still the same pompous and narcissist, well it’s a good thing you became a Demon”

The bags drop on the floor, Asmo was shaking as he turns around, to see the where the familiar voice came.

“R-Raphael” Asmo clinch his jacket in fear and shock, his heart shuttered in a million of pieces to what his saw.

You awake but lifeless, sitting on Raphael while he was cuddling you with one arm.

“RAPHAEL! WHAT HAVE YOU DO TO THEM” Asmo rush over, when Raphael raises his hand, then brought it near his lips making a quiet gesture to Asmo.

“Their tired, so I let them rest in my arms” he said it while fix your hair, and Asmo watches.

“Raphael please let them go” Asmo voices crack bagging for Raphael to let you go, but he just ignores as see looks at you with deep concern and happiness.

“Look at them, so precious and innocent like an Angel” Raphael kisses the top of your head, then turn to Asmo, with a darken face “An Angel doesn’t belong here, right Asmo”

“No! They do belong here; I’ll make sure that their soul~”

“Enough!”

Asmo covered his mouth, in fear he drops down on his knee’s tears building up.

Raphael regains his Compose sure, and looks at you with an apologist look on his face.

“I sorry for yelling, you final get to see him so now, we really should be leave, Love” once you nod lightly, Raphael stood up with you in his arm and your bag on one of his shoulders, and start walking out of the room.

Asmo, just look on in horror seeing you being carried away by Raphael.

“Asmodeus!” Raphael turns his head and says “Don’t worry, I’ll give all the love they need”

Beelzebub

Beel walks down the empty hallway with snack in his arms heading to his and Belphie’s room, for some alone time with you.

Once the door open, he saw you standing in the middle of the room, dress all in white and holding a luggage.

“y/n?” concern beel walks over to you, when he saw your eyes, he drops everything stop dead at his track.

“Beelzebub, look what you did, you made a mess” Beel look up at the swirl stair case to see Ramiel leaning on railing with a smile on his face.

“Ramiel, what are you doing?” Beel asks in a confuse tone, while Ramiel went down the stair and start talking.

“I was just supposed to bring y/n back to Celestial Realm but, I miss my favorite twins, I couldn’t find Belphegor anywhere, so I waited for you”

“What do mean bring y/n back to Celestial Realm?”

“Oops, my bad I didn’t send you a message, well since I’m here. Father send me personal to bring y/n back to Celestial Realm to? How those he puts it. “Save their soul from damned nation” something along that line” he said nonchalantly, Beel’s eyes widen, and rush over to you hugging, but Ramiel grab your arms and pull you in a protective hug before Beel manage to grab you.

“No-no, Beelzebub, no touchy the angel, my job is keeping them from touching you and your brothers”

“LET THEM GO!” Beel threating Ramiel, but the angel reaches down to grab your bag and stood right in front of you.

“Beelzebub, I understand that your angry, but think this clearly you love them, right?” Beel nod in response “So, you’ll do what ever it takes to keep them safe even it hurts you, yes?”

“Yes!”

“Then let them ascend, if they stay here, they’ll suffer the same way you and your brothers”

Beel froze in place after hear that, Ramiel grab your hands and slowly walk around Beel, while he just watches you go.

“I so sorry, Beelzebub, truly I am. But make sure they a wonderful life” the two walks out leaving Beel with one final word “An angel doesn’t belong here”

Belphegor

Belphie feeling strange, got up from bed turn to look at you, but you weren’t in bed he looked around to see you all in white with a bag in your hands, when he calls to you someone came out behind you.

It was Sariel, with a smug look on his face.

“Sariel, what the hell are you doing, and what with the look on your face?”

But all Sariel can do is chuckle, he wraps his arms around your shoulder, place one hand on you lower jaw and use it to talk to Belphie.

“Oh! Sorry my beloved, his here to take me away from you and your crazy family” he said it in a high pitch voice, and you look dead inside.

Belphie beyond piss at Sariel, using you like a puppet, and turn to his demon form and march towards the two of you, but Sariel grab both of your wrist and use your arms to shield the two of you.

“FUCKING, LET THEM GO SARIEL THIS IT’S FUNNY AT ALL” threating Sariel, but the angel keeps using you as a puppet.

“Beloved, you’re scaring him, his just doing his job, aren’t you happy for me. He told me that am angel and his taking me to meet your Father”

“What?” Belphie took a step back, shaking he clinch his fist, and trying to hold back the tears.

“Yep, I’m going to stay with the other angels. Sariel said that if I stay here any longer, I might get kill again or worst suffer the same way as you, an angel doesn’t belong here, Belphegor”

“Sariel stop it, they’re not your puppet, please!” Belphie is grabbing his chest in pain seeing you like this.

Sariel let go of your jaw, he leans forward over your shoulder, his entire demeanor change, he start talking in his real voice deep and unnerving “Belphegor, take one final look at them, and say your good bye, because I’m going to make sure they’ll never get kill again”

A whimper stirs him awake

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me Belphegor #obey me reader x lucifer #obey me reader x mammon #obey me reader x leviathan #obey me reader x satan #obey me reader x asmodeus #obey me reader x beelzebub #obey me reader x belphegor #obey me shall we date #obey me mc

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dreamkidddream · 4 years

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I absolutely loved the doll! mc one with the brothers and diavolo. Could I ask for the same idea with the rest of the undateables and luke? If it isn't too much though. Thank you very much, don't forget to take care of yourself and stay hydrated!

I’m glad you enjoyed the first part!! I hope you’re staying safe through this pandemic and that you’re drinking plenty of water. I’m so happy that people liked the Doll!MC scenario so much (it even became one of my top posts and I was NEVER expecting that to happen 😳 click here to read it with the Bros and Diavolo). I got an UR card for Barbatos today and immediately thought back to this scenario cause I was just imagining the different situations with Doll!MC. Hope you enjoy!

Also, Luke’s part is strictly platonic, just FYI!

The Undateables (Minus Diavolo) with Doll!MC

Barbatos

Let me just say, you make this man’s day so much better

Your presence is just so calming for him. You could just be standing there (which is heavily enforced in the kitchen), not doing anything, and he would still be fully relaxed

Definitely loves you being in the kitchen with him, and will find ways to invite you so that you guys can spend time together

“MC, the young master has a tea party planned for this afternoon, and I’m afraid I may need your assistance to help prepare.”

“But Barb, I thought you didn’t want me touching anything-”

“I don’t want you touching anything that can cause you harm. I can easily handle the labor, but I do have a task for you...”

Cue to you sitting perfectly still and taste testing his sweets

“Barb, are you sure that I’m helping you like this? I don’t want to be useless to you!”

“Nonsense, MC. This is perfect. I needed someone with an exceptional palette, and you’re just the right person for me.”

Just you and him, and his sweet creations. What more could he ask for?

Maybe being in a relationship with you, but he is very sure that it’s going to be happening in the near future...and he didn’t even have to use his powers to know that

He stares at you a lot. He can’t help it, he loves to just admire you!

Barbatos is the type of guy where he doesn’t have to rely on words to express his love. His love language is acts of service: packing you lunch and extra sweets every week, giving you recipes that he wouldn’t even share with Luke, and gifting you mini accessories that you can wear with your outfits!

He gave you this adorable three-legged crow holding a cupcake hairpin and you’ve been wearing it ever since

He tries to hide his blush everytime he sees you and now he has to work even harder because of the pin lmao

HAVING YOUR OWN TEA PARTIES WEEKLY

You both have a designated day and time where you don’t plan anything in order to have your own tea parties

No Diavolo, no noisy demon brothers, no other exchange students (sorry Luke). Just you and him, enjoying each other’s company and him basking in your glow

If someone did try to harm you, he would already know of it and properly disposes of the problem. Lord Diavolo can’t afford to have any issues interfering with the exchange program, and he can’t afford to have anything happen to you so...no harm no foul, right?

Please continue to do what you’re doing MC. Stare at him with your bright, doe eyes and give him that lively smile everytime. It makes his day go by much easier, especially since he knows that you’ll still be there, waiting for him with your own desserts and that smile reserved just for him

Simeon

Was convinced that you were an angel

Lowkey still convinced that you’re an angel

Really, you just look so...angelic

Wasn’t upset when you revealed that you were in fact human; he was happy because this meant that he could show you around the Celestial Realm!

Speaking of Celestial Realm, be prepared for Simeon to be your very own personal tour guide everytime. This could be your 50th time up there and he’ll still try to point new things out

“And over here is-”

“Michael’s favorite resting place, since the lilies always seem to bloom whenever he’s around,” you giggled. “I remember Simeon, you tell me this everytime we visit!”

He’s a tad embarrassed

“Forgive me, MC. It seems that I get so elated over the fact that you’re here with me, I tend to repeat some things over.”

“That’s okay! I still have fun with you everytime!”

Oh MC, you’re too adorable!

Which causes him to worry over you. While he knows that the brothers and Diavolo (along with Barbatos) wouldn’t dare cause you any distress, the same couldn’t be said for the other demons lurking around, both in and out of RAD

But not to fear, Simeon your friendly guardian angel is here!

I am so sorry for the rhyme lmao

He may not have been personally assigned to you, but that doesn’t mean he can just let anything happen to you! He’s only doing his heavenly duties in protecting you! He’s also being a good friend by watching over you too, his little lamb

He wouldn’t attack anyone, but if he made a complaint or a very serious concern to the right person (Lucifer or Diavolo), consider the problem handled

You have your own tea time as well, and Luke would join you sometimes. But, every now and then, Luke would have to finish some homework or study, or Barbatos would miraculously call for him at the castle, or if it was just too late and Luke just had to go to sleep, then it would just be you two. Sitting by the fireplace, discussing matters ranging from RAD to your life in the human world, drinking tea that you would take turns preparing

Not to mention the downright dainty little cakes you would bring. One time you brought him angel cakes and he found so lighthearted and precious that he requested you bring them everytime, just for him

May or may not base a character in his new story around you

Simeon wants to shield you from the horrors that are surrounding you both. You’re so pure, he just wants you safe. From the way that you would dress to the way that your eyes would just look so amazed and innocent at him, he just knows that he needs to watch over you, always. The brothers do get a little wary when they see how much time you do spend at Purgatory Hall, but they know that Simeon couldn’t possibly have feelings for you, and you were always so giddy after leaving there, they couldn’t bring themselves to say anything

And Simeon knew that he was starting to feel more than he should. He couldn’t profess his love for you now in risk of falling, but he can wait until you get your wings. Just imagining you in your cute little Ceslestial Realm outfit (which he hopes still mimicked your current style) with your very own beaming halo was enough to keep him waiting and to make sure that you stayed on the right path

He deemed that you were worth the wait

Luke

BFFs! BFFs!

When he first saw you he could just cry

Someone innocent like you got sent down here with these monsters?! He had to keep you safe!!!

Simeon thought you were angel and then realized that you were not; Luke thought you were an angel and refused to believe that you weren’t

You didn’t have it in you to burst his bubble so soon, so you just let him run with it until Simon broke the news

It was like telling a kid that Santa Claus wasn’t real; you can only imagine how Luke took the revelation

Not well from what Solomon told you. Simeon kept saying he just needs some time to process things, and you just felt so awful about the whole thing

Which lead to you bringing him so much sweets that it made Beel jealous and very upset

But we all know how Beel can be around food, so it wasn’t a huge surprise. He chased you around all day and you had to use your pact to get him to stop!

And you promised to make him double the sweets in he forgave you so all is well

Luke was still obviously sad, but he wasn’t going to stay sad forever. Especially not after you brought this many sweets just for him!

Lucifer was not a happy demon when Simeon arrived at the HoL’s doorstep with you groaning and clutching your stomach. And Solomon took so many pictures of Luke while he passed out from his sugar high that he dedicated a whole album in his phone to it

Favorite activity to do together: Baking! (Obviously)

Trading recipes, shopping for ingredients together, baking things for each other to try (where really it was just to have double the desserts)

When you two are in the kitchen together, no one else is allowed (except for Simeon, but only if he’s looking and not touching). It’s now MC and Luke time, everybody else is gonna have to wait!

Luke only wants you to do the the activities that he sees as harmless: which is everything that doesn’t include sharp items and anything else that can hurt you

“MC get away from that! That can seriously hurt you! Let me get it for you instead!

“Luke, honey, it’s just an oven it’s not my first time using one-”

Too late, he already took it out of your hands into his own, mitts already on

Speaking of oven mitts

You guys have matching aprons and mitts!!

Barbatos may be a little bit jealous, but he likes the bond that you two have. And he knows that Luke won’t be a romantic rival so he’s alright lol

Luke is your deemed protector/bodyguard, and he proudly wears the title since no one bothers you because of him (or so he thinks). Everyone makes fun of him calling him a chihuahua, but jokes on him, when Luke complains, he complains

Won’t take long for Simeon or even one of the brothers to pick up on his whines complaints if he thinks someone is bothering you

Luke believes that while he’s small, he can protect you and try to keep you free from danger. He may be young, but he sees himself as the older brother out of you both (even though it’s really you being the older sibling and him being the baby). Always looking out for you especially since you’re too fragile to be left alone!

You’re one of the only people that genuinely likes him and don’t make fun of him. You’re dear to him MC, please don’t ever change!

Also, he definitely talks to Michael about you all the time so excitedly and sends him sweets that you both made together. Michael is a proud dad at this point

Solomon

Knew you wasn’t a doll but loved to tease you about being one anyway

Was there a spell that can really turn you into a doll? You wouldn’t mind if he tried it out on you, right MC?

Don’t tempt him please because he WILL do it

“Tell me, MC. Hypothetically speaking, if I were to purchase-”

“No Solomon, you can’t shrink me down to fit me into a dollhouse, no matter how nice it sounds. Besides, I can’t bake in a dollhouse, the oven wouldn’t work!”

“I can fix that.”

You’re very amusing to him for some reason. Was it because of how doll-like you are? The fairytale way that you dressed? How you were still human and was able to live with seven of the most powerful demons and not die? Maybe it’s the way that you still radiated such positivity despite being in literal Hell?

Honestly all of the above

TEACHING HIM HOW TO COOK/BAKE

Poor Solomon doesn’t realize that his cooking isn’t...the best

And you took the best approach in helping him atleast cook something that looks edible

You didn’t say his cooking was disgusting like some people (literally everyone else), so he took that you giving him lessons was a date of sorts

He wasn’t complaining. Your time spent in the kitchen was scenes straight of a romcom (no matter how cheesy it sounds); his arms wrapped around your waist and dotting icing on your pretty nose

May or may not have licked some icing off of you at one point, will definitely do it again

Solomon is a very confident man, borderline arrogant (Oh who am I kidding he IS arrogant). So yes, while people may see you as an easy target, he’s here to remind them that you’re not. And that if they want to try, chances are they won’t be walking away in one piece

He’s powerful, too powerful in fact. He may not be the strongest physically, but if even the entire student council recognizes his knowledge and what he’s capable of, no one should be dumb enough to test him (keyword: try)

But he wouldn’t mind showing off if it’s for you

You’re one of the only beings to ever peak Solomon’s interest genuinely. Yes, he loved to tease and bug you whenever he pleased, but you also made him want to come around you more and more. He was drawn to you, and that doesn’t happen a lot with him (at least without ulterior motives)

*coughcough* making pacts *coughcough*

You were the only thing that made Solomon feel weak, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Don’t get him wrong, he’s still The Greatest Sorcerer, but he couldn’t help but feel himself get weak in the knees when you gazed at him with so much sincerity. He loves it and loves you

Once your back in the human world, he’s going to be so selfish with you. I mean, he already kinda was now, but this time there won’t be any interruptions or distractions around to take your attention

Us humans have to stick together, and what better way to stick together than to be together, wouldn’t you say MC?

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