#and especially the fact that you can sprint with them because that is in character. even more so than having a more normal looking leg

[spearxwind]

[ poses really cool for a shitpost nbd ]

[ponderingmoonlight]

Hello! May I ask how Megumi, Gojo, Okkotsu would react. When some other girl flirts with them or acts very intrusive, completely ignoring the reader who is standing next to them. Or acts rudely towards the reader.

Let me say, that was pretty cool to write! Hope you enjoy it <3

How Gojo, Megumi and Yuta react to other girls flirting with them/reader getting insulted

Word Count: 1,9k

Pairing: Gojo x reader, Megumi x reader, Yuta x reader

Warnings: language

Note: Requests for complilations are still open, feel free to leave one!

Megumi Fushiguro

„Look at you, Megumi! Back then I always thought you were quite handsome, but now…what a catch you are.”

You turn on your heel and stare into the mischievous grin of the unknown girl in front of you. Did you hear that correctly? Did she just…flirt with your boyfriend? Who is she? And why does she talk to him like that?

“Yua, I didn’t know you were still around”, Megumi responses, not a single spark of affection in his eyes.

You put on a kind smile. Even if she doesn’t even look at you, it’s not too late to get to know her. Maybe she was his classmate back then. You owe it to Megumi to at least try.

“Oh y’know, some model contracts here and there. You should have called me! You know I always loved spending time with you!”

“Hi, I’m Megumi’s girlfriend. It’s nice to meet people from his past!”

You stretch out your hand, inviting her to a friendly conversation. But she doesn’t take it. Instead, she stares you up and down with her merciless eyes and screws up her face. Your heart sinks as well as your hand. Does he know her better? He never talked about any girls from his past, especially not girls like her. She is nothing Megumi values. Why is she this rude although she never met you before?

“Girlfriend? I thought you’re better than that, ‘Gumi.”

You bite your tongue when her words hit you like a knife. No, don’t cry because of her rude comment, don’t let her get under your skin. She doesn’t know anything about you or your personality. And on top of that, Megumi tells you over and over how gorgeous you are. He wouldn’t lie, right? But her beautiful dark locks and stunning green eyes make your confidence waver. Maybe he could in fact do better…

Suddenly Megumi pulls you in his arms, his grip around your waist tight and his jaw clenched.

“Can you just fuck off already? In contrast to your entitled self, (y/n) is naturally striking, let alone the smartest and kindest girl I know. She carries more character in her little toe than you in your whole body, Yua. I don’t give a damn about your model contract or looks, you are miserable and your jealousy makes you uglier than any other girl could ever be. If you talk about my girlfriend like that again, then there will be consequences. And now get out of the sun and annoy someone else.”

You can’t help but stare at him with glossy eyes through wet lashes. You never heard him leash out like that, especially not in order to protect you. It feels like your heart sprints out of your chest, the admiration you hold for him flies like sparks around him as you watch her face drop immediately.

“I never liked you anyway”, she hisses, turns around and walks away while swaying her hips dramatically.

Thick silence hangs in the air as both of you watch her leave.

“Hey, look at me.”

He lifts your chin up gently, other hand still resting on your waist.

“Don’t you dare to believe a single word she said. She’s just jealous, that’s all. You are the most beautiful girl on this planet and I am more than proud to call you my girlfriend…Wait, why are you crying?”

You can’t hold back the salty tears that sting in your eyes any longer. God, you love him so much that it hurts sometimes.

“I guess I’m just a little…overwhelmed. No one has ever stood up for me like that before…”

He wraps his arms around your frame and presses a gentle kiss on your head.

“You’re my everything, no other girl in the world will ever change that, okay?”

Gojo Satoru

That was the greatest evening you’ve had in a long time. Despite all the work that awaits both of you at Jujutsu High in the morning, your drunken gaze wanders to your boyfriend who holds you in his strong arms.

“How is it I never knew about your passion for ABBA? Like for real, it scared me to see you like that”, he remarks, a cheeky grin plastered on his face.

“I just feel like some of their songs hit me in another dimension, y’know? Lay all your love on mee”, you babble out, singing into the warmth of the hot summer night.

“Oh god, luckily you are a better jujutsu sorcerer and teacher than a singer. And you’re pretty cute when you’re drunk.”

“Satoru, I’m not that drunk!”, you blur out, whole body shaking in giggling.

“Hell yes you are. And you look absolutely stunning in that skin tight dress. I can’t wait to rip it off your body as soon as we’re home.”

Adrenaline rushes through your veins, you feel like flying. Even if you’ve been his girlfriend for years by now, you still can’t believe that the stunning man in front of you is really your boyfriend. Satoru is simply jaw-dropping gorgeous, so easy on the eyes that it hurts. And while you are very aware of the fact that you are a striking woman yourself, you can’t get over the fact how outstanding he is.

“No wonder he’s taking you home when you look like a whore.”

“Although, he’s pretty handsome. How the hell did she manage to pull a guy like him?”

“Look at that slutty dress. I wouldn’t dare to leave the house with a body like that – Gross.”

All color drains from your face as the alcohol and good mood seems to be gone in the wind. You swallow hard, widen eyes pierced to the ground. You know all too well how mean women can be. These girls don’t know you, they haven’t even seen your face. There’s no use getting stressed out because of their venomous tongues.

“What did you just say?”

Satoru’s voice is low and dry – an auspicious combination.

“Satoru, c’mon. This is not worth fighting over it. Let’s just go home, shall we?”

“How dare you to disrespect my girlfriend like that, huh?”

He turns on his heels, moving towards the group of girls with rapid steps. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Your heart hammers against your chest, this anger is extremely rare. All that because of some stupid comments?

“W-we…weren’t t-talking a-about her”, one of them mutters, eyes pinned to the ground.

“Stop the crap. Just to make this clear: I wouldn’t even turn my head after basic bitches like you without some self-respect. Maybe you should invest your time in your puny self rather than badmouthing my woman who is obviously well above your measly level”, he spits into their faces without a spark of humor in his venomous words.

“And now get lost!”

He doesn’t need to tell them twice. As fast as their sky-high heels allow it they sprint away while exchanging looks of shock. You just stand there and stare at Satoru’s back, still absolutely mesmerized by the way he just stood up for you. Has a guy ever done something like this for you? Definitely not, especially not in such a hot way.

“How is it that I suddenly feel so turned on?”

Satoru turns around, casually walking towards you with a cheeky grin plastered on his face.

“That’s all I wanna hear. Let’s go home.”

Yuta Okkotsu

It’s way too hot outside. You and your boyfriend Yuta are on a well-deserved day off which you want to spend shopping.

“Urgh, I’d die for an iced coffee”, you groan, sweat dripping from every pore.

“Why not get one then? Wait here”, Yuta replies in an instant, his usual bright smile lighting up your mood.

“You’re just a sweetheart. Thank you darling.”

You watch him enter the Starbucks shop in awe. God, how lucky you are to have a boyfriend like him. Even though he himself can’t see his worth, you definitely know that he is the best boyfriend you could have asked for. Always tender and caring and so stunning that you can’t stop staring at him. Thank god you decided to join Jujutsu High that day, otherwise you wouldn’t be here with him.

You frown. Why does he take so long? When you last saw him, he was the only customer in the store. You take a few steps and have to comprehend what you see.

The girl at the counter is holding your cup of iced coffee in one hand while she brushes over Yuta’s arm with the other. Your hands clench into fists while you see nothing but red. What the hell is she doing?

“Excuse me Miss, flirting with my boyfriend surely isn’t part of the job description”, you bark at her, feet carrying you inside the store without hesitation.

“Everything’s fine, I already told her that I’m taken, (y/n)”, Yuta shyly interrupts, face already red like a tomato.

This isn’t enough. The dirty smirk in her stupid face makes you want to break her nose right here right now.

“Now that I see you it seems like there’s no competition anyway”, she proclaims with unnatural high-pitched voice.

Something inside you snaps. Who the fuck does this bitch think she is to touch your boyfriend like that and talk to you in such a manner? You are way too good for her bullshit.

“Get your dirty hands off him before I beat that smile out of your ugly face”, you yell at her.

Oh no, there goes your temper again. The second Yuta saw you entering the store he knew there was trouble. You are pretty hot-headed, especially when it comes to someone hurting your feelings. And that girl was definitely going too far.

“Oh, I’d love to see that. Go ahead bitch”, she spits at you.

You grind your teeth, eyes narrow in nothing put hatred. You are only seconds away from feeding her your fist when Yuta grabs your arm and softly smiled down at you.

“Come on, she isn’t worth your time and energy, (y/n). You are the love of my life, no matter what. A random girl in a coffee shop won’t change that”, he murmurs into your ear.

“I’m flattered, but I already have a wonderful girlfriend. Have a nice day though.”

And with that, he gently pushes you out of the door, iced coffee in his hand. It takes you a few seconds to stop your heart from beating out of your chest and to unclench your hands.

“You know I would have beaten the shit out of her, right?”, you grumble, taking a sip of your coffee.

Yuta lets out a hearty laughter, arm wrapped around your shoulder.

“And she would never have forgotten that in her life. But we are here to have a day off, right? And she just wasn’t worth your time. After all, I love you with all my heart and a random girl won’t change that.”

“You could have told her to back off, though.”

His eyes widen in horror, face completely twisted.

“B-but I d-did tell h-her!”, he demands.

“I’m just messing with you darling”, you reply with a soft smile, intertwining your hand with his.

[juniperskye]

Why are you in my head? Pt. 3

Sneak Peek: Eddie and you are soulmates. The legend of soulmates is that you start to hear one another’s thoughts around age 16 – not all the time, but when you’re feeling a strong emotion. It simply flows out of you and into the other, the legend also states that the closer you are, the more you can hear them. **The events of season 4 did NOT happen** I did also use some of the dialogue

Bold are Eddie’s thoughts; Italics are reader’s thoughts. (mind you, they are essentially hearing both sets of thoughts)

Eddie Munson x Fem Sunshine! Reader (Soulmate AU)

Fluff/Angst - Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

Word count: 2583

REQUESTS ARE OPEN - not edited - please be kind. Feedback is welcome if it's constructive!

Warnings: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! My blog is 18+, minors DNI, explicit language, no use of y/n, fem reader, mentions of drugs/sale of drugs/drug use, arguing, mentions of Eddie’s drug addict parents, mention of post-partum depression, mention of child endangerment, mention of child death, mention of murder, mention of suicide, mention of foster care, let me know if I missed any!

That being said I do not own the characters portrayed in this story

I miss you so fucking much. How could you think so little of me. I’m sorry. You just don’t understand what it’s like. You don’t even know me. We’re soulmates, of course I know you. Our thoughts weren’t shared until we were both teenagers, you know nothing about how I was brought up. Can I see you? Please.

Thoughts between soulmates were shared more frequently when experiencing high levels of stress, primarily during long periods of separation after meeting, or fighting.

“Hey bug, Eddie’s on the phone for you.” Your dad knocked lightly on your door.

“Tell him I don’t want to talk to him!” You hollered up to your dad.

Since your fight with Eddie, one week ago, your parents had noticed your very apparent, sour mood. You really had no choice but to tell them that you had in fact met your soulmate and had been hanging out with him non-stop. Your mom had been thrilled for you; she had wanted to know everything about Eddie. Your dad on the other hand, he was furious. He clocked the tear tracks that ran down your cheeks the second you walked in the door, and he wanted Eddie’s address so he could kick his ass. You had assured him that it wouldn’t be necessary, that no matter how upset you were in the moment, in your heart you knew the two of you would be able to work things out.

“Sweetie, maybe you should take his call.” Your mom suggested.

“Maybe you should butt out!” You shouted back.

You were immediately filled with regret. Quickly making your way up the stairs you threw open your door to come face to face with your parents.

“Mom, I am so sorry.”

She pulled you into a tight hug, her hand gently brushing at the hair on the back of your head. She always did this when you hugged, and it always brought a warm comfort throughout your body.

“It’s okay. I know that you are upset. Maybe you should try talking to him sweetie, it might make you feel better.” She suggested once more.

“Okay, I guess you’re probably right.” You nodded.

“Well, that’s good because he is on his way right now.” Your dad informed you.

“What? Dad! A little warning would be nice! He doesn’t live that far, and I have to get ready!” You started scrambling down the stairs into your room to get ready.

Your parents chuckled, remembering what it was like to be that young and new in love.

A knock at the door had you sprinting up the stairs and practically shoving your dad out of the way so you could get there first. You weren’t quite ready to have Eddie meet your parents, especially since you aren’t currently on the best of terms.

You opened the door with just enough room to slide out of the house. You took note of Eddie’s disheveled appearance, he had bags under his eyes, his hair looked especially frizzy, and his skin didn’t have its usual glow.

“Hey.” He said sheepishly.

“Hi.” You replied.

“Did you uh, did you want to go sit in the van and talk?” Eddie said gesturing to where it was parked at the end of your driveway.

You nodded and the two of you made your way to the vehicle. He wanted so badly to pull you into his arms and kiss all this pain away, but he knew that it wouldn’t be that simple, he had made some snap judgements and said some hurtful things to you. He knew he needed to apologize and that the two of you still had a lot to learn about one another.

“Baby, I am so sorry. I said some awful shit to you, and I shouldn’t have. I just, I am so used to having people judge me. For how I look, for where I live, who I live with, the people I hang out with, the music I listen to, the field of work I’m in. And I know that you weren’t judging me, that you were just looking out for me because you care, but baby I couldn’t help but let those past feelings eat me alive when you were talking to me.” Eddie explained.

“Eddie, I appreciate you apologizing. I’ve had time to think about things too and I can understand how my reaction could have come across as judgmental. Eddie, my dad is a cop, I have heard what happens to people when they’re caught with a little bit of weed in their possession, but if you were caught selling it, or something worse. Eddie I can’t lose you. Not when I have only just found you.” Tears were running down your face at this point.

Eddie scooted closer to you on the bench of the van, he brought his hand up to cup your cheek, gently brushing away your tears with his thumb. He leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. When you two broke apart, he leaned his forehead against your own, his hand brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I am so sorry baby. Please forgive me?”

“Eddie, before I can forgive you, I need to know that you don’t really think of me like that. I may come from a well-off family now, but there is a lot you don’t know about me and I just – I need to know that you don’t see me as some privileged brat.” You begged.

“Sweetheart, no! I don’t think of you that way. I am so sorry! I don’t even know why I said that. It’s like a defense mechanism. I know that there’s so much I don’t know about you, and I hope that you will trust me enough to tell me everything there is to know about you.” He rushed.

You were both startled by a knock on the window. Looking over at the passenger window, you were mortified to see your dad standing there, giving you and Eddie a small wave. He then gestured for you to roll the window down. You visibly cringed as you began cranking the window open, mouthing an embarrassed apology to Eddie.

“Dadddd…what do you want?” You whined.

“Your mother sent me out here to let you know that dinner is ready. She also wanted me to ask if your friend here would be joining us.” He explained.

Your eyes darted over to Eddie. You were trying to decipher his expression, was he as horrified as you were? Was he intrigued by the idea of meeting your parents.? Was he ready to flee and never return?

Would you want me to stay?

You couldn’t help but smile. His thought was timed perfectly, this soulmate thing definitely had its perks.

Of course I want you to stay! I just don’t want them to scare you off.

“If it’s alright with you sir, I’d like to stay for dinner.” Eddie looked at your dad, who replied with a curt nod.

“I can’t believe you’re a Metallica fan! I just finished learning Master of Puppets on my guitar!” Eddie gushed.

“That’s a tough song, I bet you had to practice for weeks!” Your dad indulged Eddie.

This is so embarrassing! Your dad is so cool!

Your mom laughed at the exchange between the two men and she and you cleared the table. She gave you a knowing look and nodded towards your room.

“Why don’t you two go watch a movie, your dad and I can clear the rest of this up.” She suggested.

“Only if you’re sure.” You asked, gaze shifting from your mom to your dad.

“Door stays open.” Your dad pointed towards you.

With that you grabbed Eddie’s hand and led him down to your room, being sure to leave your door open, per your dad’s request. As you descended the stairs, Eddie’s jaw made its way to the floor. He was amazed by your room, you had records hung on the walls and ceiling, one of your walls had an incredible photo collage, with photos of you, your friends and family throughout the years, and below that were stacks of books next to a small desk. HeHewHH’d have to ask you about who all these people were. You also had a projector screen that you clearly used for movies.

“This is amazing! You read J.R.R. Tolkien and Stephen King? And these records, this is so cool, I would never want to leave if this was my room!” Eddie exclaimed.

God, like you could get any hotter.

“Yeah, my parents are pretty cool about letting me express my creative freedoms or whatever.” You shrugged.

You couldn’t ignore the sinking feeling in your stomach, Eddie had talked about how you got everything you’d ever wanted, and this made that seem true. If only he knew.

Things had continued on pretty well with you and Eddie over the next few months. You guys had grown closer, trusting one another with the heavier secrets of your lives. Eddie had told more in depth about his parents. His mom had gotten hooked on drugs thanks to his dad, who was quick to put hands on Eddie and his mom when he was under the influence – which seemed to be more often than not.

You had wanted to tell Eddie about your past too, but the timing just didn’t seem right. Every time you went to share, something came up, or you were trying to avoid it coming across as you are one-upping him and his trauma.

Things aren’t always what they seem.

Eddie had dinner at your house once a week, and you’d traded off whose house you’d go to after school each day. Nothing physical had transpired between the two of you other than a few heavy make out sessions. At each other’s houses you had fallen into a routine, at yours you would either watch a movie or read, at his you’d either watch a movie, listen to music, or help him with his campaigns.

Tonight happened to be dinner at your house, your parents had suggested ordering a pizza tonight and playing Monopoly. Eddie had enjoyed nights like this, your parents had been extremely welcoming of him. He had appreciated that they didn’t judge him, not once in all the time he has known them. They had been warm and kind and accepting.

Your dad had bonded with him about his taste in music and had shown an interest in Dungeons and Dragons. Your mom talked to him about his future and his dreams of being in a band, but the reality of him probably becoming a mechanic.  Your mom had told him that he should pursue music as long as he had something he could fall back on should it not work out. She told him that he could achieve his dreams as long as he worked hard at it.

These conversations, these dinners, these nights with your family had been amazing, they had also been painful for Eddie. He couldn’t help but feel hurt that he didn’t get to have a childhood like this, that he had to get his ass beat by his dad while his mom was strung out on the couch. He hadn’t been removed from their custody until he was about 10 years old, that’s when child services pulled him from their care and moved him in with Wayne.

Wayne had grown fond of you immediately; he had seen how Eddie had changed immediately after meeting you. He had been happier, which meant the world to Wayne. All Wayne had ever wanted was for Eddie to have something good in his life and here you were. You and Wayne were buds and it filled Eddie with a sense of pride that his uncle approved of you.

Now if only things could stay simple like that forever.

Eddie and you had finished dinner and a game of Monopoly at your house. You were planning to go to Eddie’s after to watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2. After pulling up in front of the trailer, Eddie made his way to your side of the van and pulled you out of the car. You giggled as he kissed you and the two of you stumbled into the living room.

He made his way to the kitchen to grab drinks for you both and he began popping some popcorn.

“Sorry about my parents tonight. I know they can be super lame.” You huffed out a laugh.

“What do you mean? Your parents are great!” Eddie said.

“No, I know, but they act so goofy. It’s embarrassing.” You shook your head.

At least you have parents.

“Jesus Eddie.”

“What? I didn’t…oh shit. Babe I’m sorry. It’s just, you should be thankful that you have parents who care about you. Not all of us are that lucky.”

“I’m not that lucky Eddie! Fuck! How many times do I have to tell you that you don’t know me! You don’t know anything about me!” You sighed.

“Then tell me! Please, enlighten me as to how your two wonderful parents can be so bad!” Eddie egged you on.

“THEY'RE NOT MY PARENTS!” You shouted at him, then took a deep breath. “Eddie, they’re not my real parents.”

Eddie sat a looked at you, mouth agape, speechless. You could tell that he was waiting for you to continue, but you needed a moment to collect your thoughts. You had to explain everything, this conversation could change everything.

“My parents, Eddie, they did some horrible shit. Neither of them had any other family, my mom she uh, she had post-partum depression, she wasn’t doing well, for a long time after my little sister was born. I guess that had caused my dad to seek comfort elsewhere, I was only six when all this happened. But uh, my mom she uh she left my sister in the bath alone, my sister slid down into the water and drowned, she was only 8 weeks old. When my dad came home and found her, he was furious. Eddie he killed my mom, and then he killed himself. I ended up in foster care and bounced from home to home until I was twelve, until they took me in.”

“Sweetheart. I, I am so sorry. I don’t, I’m not sure what to say.” Eddie whispered. “But uh, you said. You had mentioned that your mom told you bedtime stories about how her and your dad met.”

“My mom now, she would tell me how her and my dad met, every night until I finally started sleeping.” You explained.

The nightmares made it impossible. I couldn’t stop seeing the blood.

Eddie crossed the room and pulled you into his arms. He couldn’t believe that he had been so stupid this whole time. You had been silently telling him that your life wasn’t all that perfect, that though now, it seemed good, it hadn’t always been. He needed you to know that he was here for you, no matter what.

I’ve got you. I will always have you baby.

A sob escaped your throat, ripping through the silence. Eddie held you; he laid you with him in his bed, his hand brushing through your hair gently, whispering sweet nothings to you.

I haven’t told anyone that story. Nobody, ever. Not even my parents. Your secret is safe with me. You are safe with me. I love you sweetheart. I love you Eds.

Tag List: @sashaphantomhive

[asmosmainhoe]

An Izuku Midoriya MC

Hey, how's it going? I don't know if the suggestion box is still open so sorry if it isn't ;(

But anyway, I wanted to know if you could write a headcanon of the brothers with an Izuku Midorya MC, I would be super grateful♡

(sorry if there were any spelling mistakes, I'm using Google Translate to write this)

- @liz-beedevil

Notes: Don't worry, dear! You never have to worry about your English when coming to me. Also it's been years since I watched the anime so I'm really not up to date with him :'D

Gender: neutral

Warnings: none

Lucifer

Nothing worries him more than your weird powers

Like what do you mean you're breaking your bones left and right by just the tiniest movement? And it's also so destructive as well?

He forbids you from using it within the property, because last time you blew up a whole wall by accident

All these inconveniences aside though, he admires your kind heart and bravery. No matter what gets thrown at you you simply never seem to even think about giving up and he respects that. He's even drawn to it

That said he trusts you more than he at first realizes

Mammon

"Are humans supposed to do that?"

Last time he checked there isn't any weird green lightning around them and they also don't have super speed and super strength

AND DON'T GET HIM STARTED ABOUT HOW YOU BREAK YOUR BONES BY SIMPLY SNAPPING WITH YOUR FINGER WHAT

Everytime you're forced to use more power than your body can handle Mammon is a mix between mad and worried. Like he's going to yell at you for putting yourself through that while at the same time give you such a gentle treatment

Leviathan

Wow, you're just like that one main character in the anime he's been watching

The looks, the powers, the personality...it's exactly the same! He's wondering why, but he doesn't really question it any further. It's not as if a normie like you would know anyways

But he's extremely fascinated by your abilities and kinda geeks out everytime you step into action

His brothers are slowly getting annoyed of his ranting about how cool you are

Levi is secretly making fanart of you

Satan

This must be magic, right? Right? There couldn't be any other explanation. Humans aren't supposed to do these things!

No matter how hard he searches for spells or magic that seems similar to your powers, he fails to find something even remotely close to what you're doing

"MC, you simply have to explain it to me. How did you aquire these powers?"

He will respect it if you decide to stay silent about it, but he will take notes about you

Thanks to those he often recognizes patterns or other things to help you improve and use more of your powers

Asmodeus

Oh, Asmo is absolutely in love with how this green lightning is surrounding your body. It looks so mesmerizing!

And don't get him started on that fierce look on your face when you step into action

"I didn't know you were so strong, MC~"

If you pick him up and he notices that he basically weighs nothing to you he's going to swoon even more. Especially when you burst into those fast sprints like it's no problem

And with all these powers you still manage to stay kind and humble which also hits him like a bullet train

Beelzebub

Finally! Someone who can workout with him and actually keep up? What more does a demon want?

The fact that you're stronger than him though shocks him at first, but it only motivates him to train even harder

Food delivery has never been faster. He's making it a habit to ask you if you could bring him food from the kitchen, because it only takes you a couple seconds

It's refreshing to finally meet a nice and friendly person down here in the devildom

The fact that you could tear down a whole building, but instead decide to treat everything and everyone as gently as possible has him hooked

Belphegor

If I'm being completely honest here your obnoxiously friendly personality kind of annoyed him at first

But then he saw how nicely you treat Beel and how you still stay so incredibly humble in situations where you clearly have the upper hand. It's such a refreshing change to all these authority figures surrounding him in the Devildom

"Why do you keep risking your life and breaking your bones? Doesn't it get tiring?"

Your energy level definitely is going through the roof compared to his, but he learns to cope with that

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Masterlist

[mirobami]

hi again, may i request for terano, yumeko, rei, and the momobami twins to having an s/o whose very similar to Kiyotaka Ayanokoji from classroom of the elite if you've watched that anime yet. basically, their gf could beat everyone in the school (and yes, including kirari and terano) but chooses not to since they dont like draw attention to themselves

PS: thank you so much for choosing and writing my request!!! i loved it and have honestly reread it multiple times

↳ s/o that can defeat others yet choose not to

❤ GENRE: fluff.

❤ CHARACTER(S): k. momobami, r. momobami, r. batsubami, y. jabami. t. totobami

❤ SYNOPSIS: in request!

❤ NOTE: Hi! I’ve actually never seen this show, so guess who’s sprinting to watch this--no, but I just searched this person up and hopefully, I did this justice, so let’s check it out!

━ TERANO TOTOBAMI ;

She sees the logic behind this, because she actually thought that at first, you were a nobody and she was surprised that you weren't a housepet

There was obviously nothing she would do against you, since there was no point in going against you

But after a while, she started noticing how truly intelligent, it went past even Kirari's intelligence; Terano was intrigued by you and after a while, you started going out--that's when a few things spilled from you

Starting off, you casually spilled that you actually beat Kirari in a gamble, but your prize was that she would leave you alone and in exchange, you would never tell anyone about it, except at that moment with Terano

Terano is positive that if she went against you, she would definitely lose. You, technically speaking, should have been able to take the seat as president

She does not do anything to force you to do something that you don't want to do but it does not mean that she isn't impressed; in fact, she's more than impressed

You just don't want to be perceived by everyone in the school, and she really respects that; she puts all her trust in you because you have earned it

━ REI BATSUBAMI ;

She is someone that has suffered under the crushing weight of the Bami clan and especially the way that she is looked at by them; fortunuately, you turned that all around when you confessed to her

After a while of going out, you're a lot more open with one another, but one thing that you didn't tell her was how you actually went against Terano and Kirari at once

The second you did, Rei had to stop what she was doing and just stare at you. How could you have all this power under your hands and not use it? You could overthrow Kirari, therefore the entire clan!

But when you explained that you just wanted to stay under the radar, she could understand that; it was awful being in the spotlight, especially if that reason was because of fear

But Rei wants to know all of your tips and how you defeated both of them

Please do teach her, she practically feels indebted to you and she feels much closer to you, since this is something private between the both of you

Rei realizes the power behind you being able to control the most powerful people because she saw how Kirari and Terano acted around you in comparison to everyone else

Not only does she love you dearly, she admires you like she has never admired someone before

━ JABAMI YUMEKO ;

She actually agrees with you on the part of not playing with everyone; she believes that if you know you are going to win each time, gambling isn't as much fun

You two actually date a couple of months after your friendship because she had actually had a massive crush on you before you two even became friends (yes, she became friends with you first before dating so that you two could get closer)

You had to explain to her why you didn't gamble and it was a completely different reason than the others, where they were too scared; you made her heart pitter-patter when you told her you weren't scared, on the other hand, you liked the rush

But the rush always faded after knowing that no matter the process, the outcome would always end in your victory, so you kept your head down

Yumeko once asked if you had ever defeated Kirari and you nodded, making her gasp audibly; you had said that you didn't want it to be public because it would mean an entire revolution and you taking over the throne and that was too much publicity and work

She now knew that if you could beat Kirari, you could beat anyone and she felt a bit of pity for you since you would never be able to have the feeling of losing or even the adrenaline of everything you love on the line

However, she loves you for everything that you are and this little tidbit of yours just made her love you even more

━ RIRIKA MOMOBAMI ;

Unlike her sister, she does everything to steer clear from you because she is terrified of you; she can read people really well and she knows that something's up with you

If you have a crush on her, you're gonna have to be the one to confess to her (she does get over her fear before you ask her out, don't worry), she just gets nervous about asking someone like you to be her lover

Once she tells Kirari that you two are dating, Kirari is the one that actually tells Ririka about the gamble that you two had and how she lost to you, but you had graciously said that you didn't want to make it a big deal since you hated the spotlight

Ririka asked you about it and you didn't deny it, but what she asked you next surprised you

"What were the flaws in her play?"

You started explaining everything and Ririka was listening intently, because it seemed as though this had happened multiple times to the point where you knew exactly how to read her; or alternatively, you were extremely observant and intelligent so you knew what was wrong when you played against Kirari

Ririka admired you for wanting to stay out of the spotlight; being together was already enough for everyone to go crazy, talking about how you were dating the vice president

Ririka just thinks herself really lucky that she got to be with someone as intelligent as you

━ KIRARI MOMOBAMI ;  

She laughs about it all the time, not at your expense, but because you can give her a challenge

At least, this is what she thought when you first met and you had defeated every single member of the student council (although they kept it quiet)

She had wanted to gamble against you and she did, only she lost; the next day, she asked you out on a date since she wanted to know more about you

Obviously, neither of you said anything about the student council losing to you (you had them under your thumb) and Kirari honestly wanted to say it to everyone how her beloved S/O beat her and gave her an actual challenge

She loves seeing how many people don't even try to gamble and the new people who try are automatically shut down by the others who have learned about you the hard way

She genuinely wants to tell everyone about how you're better than the rest of them, including her, she's just so proud of you and wants to show it to everyone

Impressed by you, it's as though she has never met anyone like you (she hasn't)

[lordstormageddidnt]

@cha0ticlesbian had this question on my last post:

Hi! Genuine question, I’m new to supernatural (I’m on season 4) and I can definitely see what people mean about dean and cas and obviously I know about the confession scene but I’m confused if it’s true that deans feeling are “up to interruption” or if he just doesn’t like him back? Also I’ve seen some people saying he’s like homophobic? Ive just really confused and dean is my favorite so I wanna know lol

So let's talk about that. Are Dean's feelings up to interpretation?

Simply put, yes.

Basically, in s15e18 "Despair", when Cas is giving his whole "I love you" speech, Dean doesn't say very much. At random intervals, he gives NPC-type comments* like "Why does this sound like a goodbye?" and "Don't do this, Cas". He does not ever say "I love you too" (unless you're watching the Spanish dubbed version, where he says exactly that).

On the surface, I know my friends (who only get their spn info from me holding them hostage in my discord server), took issue with the line "don't do this". They kind of read it as Dean not respecting Cas in Cas's final moments-- in their eyes, Dean didnt want Cas to confess because he's uncomfortable with Cas's feelings. But the speech isn't about Dean-- it's about Cas giving himself permission to be happy.

That line of thinking plus the past allegations of Jensen Ackles being homophobic is usually where people get the idea that Dean is homophobic. From what I can see, the "Dean is homophobic" is mostly part of the meme of the scene in general, and not something most people actually believe, but some people do genuinely believe he is homophobic. This belief is also supported by Dean's hypermasculine personality in general and the comments he makes; we never once see him outwardly homophobic to any of the openly queer SPN characters, but especially in earlier seasons, he makes jokes (like Sam being a girl because he has long hair) that you would expect someone homophobic to say.

I do think homophobic Dean a valid interpretation, but the logic kind of ignores some of the context of the scene.

For one, there's a moment after the confession where Dean gets a call from "Cas" (it's Lucifer) telling him that Cas is outside the Bunker and needs to be let out. Dean breaks into a sprint to get to the door, and I think this action speaks louder than words (or, lack thereof). Whether or not Dean reciprocates, he cares about Cas as a friend and he wants Cas to be alive again.

For two, when it comes to "don't do this", the more common interpretation is that Dean doesn't want Cas to sacrifice himself. Again, Cas starts the speech by explaning that he will die during his happiest moment, and then transitions into saying that confessing his love to Dean is his happiest moment. Dean doesn't want Castiel to defeat Billie by sacrificing himself.

As a destiel shipper, my interpretation of this scene is a slight variation of the previous one. In my general view of SPN, Dean has known he's in love with Cas since at least s11, and he's known Cas has loved him back for a while, but he's just never felt like it was the right time to start a relationship (constant apocalypses and everything) and he's worried that he'll screw it up. In my head, when he says "don't do this", it means more like "don't do this [love confession like this]". Like, Dean doesn't want their first ILYs* to be marred by the fact that Cas is sacrificing himself.

So, last question-- how do people read the scene as Dean liking Cas back when he never verbally reciprocates?

Some people see Dean's silence as him either not liking Cas back or not realizing he likes Cas back yet, but there's another option here. The reason Cas is dying is because he believes this is his happiest moment. His speech outright states that he believes Dean does not love him back ("the one thing I want is the thing I cannot have"). It's totally possible that Dean reciprocates, but in his mind, saying that really would trigger Cas's happiest moment. There are some great fix-it fics built on the premise of "Dean insults the sht outta Cas to spoil Cas's happiest moment and stop him from being taken by the Empty".

* okay last point. I wasn't sure where to insert this but I think it's insanely interesting. The scene in s15e18 is not actually the first time Cas tells Dean he loves him. In s12, there is an episode where Cas believes he is dying, and he says the line "I love you. I love all of you" to the small crowd of Dean, Sam, and Mary. NPC behavior from Dean ensues as he insists Cas isn't going to die without ever acknowledging the "I love you". The common interpretation is that the first ILY is for Dean, and the second ILY is Cas speaking to the Winchesters as a whole. Do with that as you will lol

Anyway, that's all I got :D thank you for the opportunity to rant about supernatural and feel free to ask me if you have any other questions!

[archduke-enver-gortash]

If it's not too late: △ to Zeke, what's the first thing to have made you cry?

for these types of questions i like to pretend that you’re in some sort interview with my characters, for zeke specifically these most often take place in some shady alleyway or bar, locations in which he takes his clients usually y’know? sorry if that’s weird but it helps me get into the character a bit better haha. i also feel like i need to apologise in advance for him every time because he is one abrasive, awful piece of shit. anyways.

As you’re walking, the detective stops dead in tracks, turns, and were it not for the fact that you know that his daggers are sheathed at the moment, you could swear that he was ramming them through your heart with the sheer intensity of his gaze alone. Now, intensity is something that can be observed on him quite often, but this? This was different. He stands completely still with but a quiver of his fiery eyes betraying him, laying bare the tension that this question seems to have caused in him. He continues to just look for what feels like an eternity, then cocks his head in a sudden, almost twitching movement and croaks raspy noises from deep within his throat. You guess that this is some form of an agitated laugh, but you can’t be entirely sure.

“C—cry, cry, cry? Who? Me? Me?”

His head snaps again, this time to the other side. After several too long moments of silence, he shakily points his index fingers towards his chest, a gesture meant to emphasise his last words, you assume.

“Wow! Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow! I-If you think that I—am just some weakling who need—needs to have a good cry when shit’s t—tough, why don’t y—you try hitting me right now, huh? Come on, I’m a weak little baby, I can’t defend myself! I’m just gonna cry! Come on! Come, come, come, come!”

Despite his loud shouting, his posture remains largely the same as it was before—still and unmoving, with the exception of his fingers digging into the now ripped fabric of his pants. Upon a closer look, you spot that his fingertips have turned a light red in his thigh. When you don’t follow his provocations, he starts coughing once again.

“The-There, there, there we have it! If one of—o—one is weak here, it’s not me. I don’t cry.”

He turns his back to you and continues walking, evidently finished with the topic.

first of all apologies once again he is horrible. kicks him for you. but. well. pretty obvious 10/10 on the uncomfortable scale lol. so, this is an obvious lie i think? zeke’s first actual cry was caused by gortash during their first meeting. y’know, when zeke had been investigating him for over a year, finally found out his identity, goes to one of his events/whatever the fuck just to watch, and then gortash directly spots him in the crowd, metaphorically rips him out of his shadows into his light, then approaches him, reveals that he knows him and metaphorically chokes him under the guise of wanting to have a friendly conversation with him in act of mental warfare? and then zeke doesn’t understand anything but that he is in a deeply dangerous situation and gets so overwhelmed that he pisses himself and falls to the ground before violently bumping into several guests on his sprint out of there? and that was only the really basic summary? y’know that shitshow? anyways. hey, that prompt didn’t say that he had to tell the truth—zeke does generally not lie EXCEPT when it concerns gortash, especially in matters like this. there’s few thing he hates more than talking about gortash lol. (which would be things like talking to gortash for example if anyone’s curious lol)

[okthatsgreat]

hi lee!!!! ummm thinking of interesting things and questions i just woke up hmm.. ok i’m curious about any of your ocs in like. a opddmh situation… like either they ran away or they’re the one like sheltering a younger dr participant. could be with another one of your ocs could be with a canon character.. are there any combinations there that would be interesting for you? hopefully this makes sense i’m still sort of asleep so i think i worded it sort of clunkily lol :) hope you get less bored soon!!!

OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD OH MY GOD!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! boredom cured forever and ever always and ever . you are the best for this one. wrote WAY too much hfjkdsgk

(opddmh refers to this fic btw!! this will make zero sense without context LMAO)

ill try to assign them a person and give them a bit of an arc i think.......... in other words ill try to map out what i would do with them if they were in the actual story as another pov >:))

billie: in my mind she is definitely one of the more obvious candidates for a story like this just because soooo much of her character depends on other people and how they influence her personality... and because of this there are a LOT of options regarding who could take her in. i would most likely write her arc around getting better rather than getting worse LMFAO which means a few people would get crossed off of the list right off the bat--- immediately coming to mind is the hiyoko/mahiru/ibuki gang for some reason. i think theres a lot to explore there !!! billie could definitely take influence from ibuki's style, her impressionability/mirroring of other people's personality could definitely lead to trouble around hiyoko considering they are both stressed out, mahiru would be in so much strife about suddenly getting shucked into this caretaker role she's been so adamant on escaping since her killing game and there would be a LOT of parallels to hiyoko there. especially since yknow. billie is copying hiyoko a bit. i can see those three taking in this moody ass teenager with so many illnesses. so many awful influences its great

erin: OK so i am going to assume this is a situation where every season 50 participant is 16-17 again in this hypothetical scenario where they run from the hospital LOL. dear god i can see erin SPRINTING away. im gonna give her to sayaka on this one hands down. sayaka finds erin dead at night just walking absolutely nowhere with this very disorienting smile on her face LMAOO. i think erin's arc in this story would absolutely benefit from somebody who is able to relate to her as a performer and somebody who has this "persona" they need to maintain. erin is such a huge personality and her whole crisis is so huge that her guardian definitely needs to mirror her and learn from her or else they'll get a bit washed away i reckon ghdfksjghfdkjg. i can see the sayaka+erin pairing SO clearly too... like this is a sayaka who has been performing this character for years, probably to the extent where she hardly realises it anymore. throwing erin in with her, a teenage girl with identity issues that managed to actually go through with a plan that sayaka had during HER killing game .....Oughg. i can see them getting so stressed out by each other and i can see them getting just so sad at everything theyve lost

mika: hmmmmmmmm. mika is definitely one of the more practical characters and i dont think she would be hit as TERRIBLY hard as her classmates with the whole "we aren't real" thing. in fact there might even be a bit of relief from it at first. like...... youre telling me one of my biggest insecurities isnt even real because ultimate talents dont even really exist??? AND i dont have to get locked into one interest my entire life??? she's absolutelyyy traumatised and fucked up however i don't really think she'd leave that hospital in the first place LMFAO, i think she's smart enough to realise she doesnt stand much of a shot against team dr. if she made it out she would get paired up with another one of her classmates (like a ryoma+rantaro situation) anddddddddd hm. hm hm. imposter could be very very interesting. here is somebody that is constantly changing, never set in stone, and here is a teenage girl who is stubborn in her own reality and has come to realise her place in life a WHILE ago

naomi: this scenario is so so funny because it implies that somebody CAUGHT her hgfkdghfkdgkjfhgsdkl. there's not a doubt in my mind that she went sprinting out those doors the second she woke up from the simulator but naomi has always been a character with one foot out the door ready to leave. NEVER in one spot. especially in a postgame scenario, where she is extremely traumatised and honestly experiencing psychosis, it's hard to imagine her willingly going home with a stranger.... i think her scenario would DEFINITELY be a bit unconventional, with her constantly leaving and returning. akanes arc to the extreme HFGKGJ. i'll treat this as if naomi would be added to the existing narrative, meaning whoever her "guardian" is can't be EXTREMELY similar to akane so the whole "running away" theme would come second to themes of culpability and punishment i think. she would benefit from having somebody that also felt immeasurably guilty hmmmmmm. i can honestly see hajime. he's already busy as hell with everything he has to do for team dr, only to have to take time out of his day to help this tall ass teenager. their meet would have to be REAL unconventional in order for naomi to have stopped enough for him to help her lmao. as in "she ran out in the middle of the road in the middle of the night during some kind of panicked haze and he very nearly ran her over" type of unconventional. he patched her up, gave her some water and she was GONE. and then she comes back two days later like Heyyy 😍 So about that Guilt

rie: first things first i would throw her with ryobe hands down HGDFK. the amount of hijinks those two could get up to. fantastic. they would really benefit from having each other around and their friendship could be beautiful and real. with that being said these two are definitely a bit more difficult to pair with people just because immediately they have similar arcs to erin and naomi with both of them having difficulty accepting their identities and (ESPECIALLY RYOBE HERE) dealing with punishment/culpability. they would also need more than one guardian i think........ just for ryobe alone LMFAO. i reckon a few season one people could know about them tbh. for the most part they stay with aoi and her kid, which opens up a LOT of interesting avenues concerning whether rie and ryobe should leave for the sake of the kid's safety!! aoi and rie would pretty easily get along, especially if they both kinda keep each other at arms length with their people pleasing personalities they've accumulated over the years (aoi having developed it during her time as a team dr spokewoman). and then one day rie gets caught in complete distress and aoi realises "Oh Huh y'know what maybe this constant stress to perform under threat of violence against both me and my family isn't Healthy" and they both start trying to have more fun. go to the beach or smth. aoi swims for the first time in AGES and she has a total blast

ryobe: soooooooo fucked up postgame and would definitely stress aoi and rie out further without a doubt ghfdskg!! especially so close to the reveal that everything isnt real ryobe would definitely be in complete denial angie style. but more in a "hahahahahaha none of that actually happened!!! that was my brain playing tricks on me and actually i can hardly remember it anyways now that i think about it!!!!! this is definitely because it WASN'T real and NOT because my body is trying to protect me against everything that happened to me". he just reverts back to this goofy guy who always seems like he's on the verge of SOME kind of breakdown, and rie would be no help to him in those first few days, likely going as far as to AFFIRM nothing happened just to keep him from running off without her. i can see aoi bringing in some help for him--- it would probably be another survivor and i can REALLY imagine the dynamic between him and toko. komaru loves him but toko HATES his annoying ass ghfdkjghsdfkghgfjkdsg. they would definitely have a looooooong chat at some point that sends ryobe on the right track. also side note ryobe would be fantastic with aoi's kid however he would definitely teach that toddler a bunch of stupid pranks

sae: so sae is 34 which means she would definitely be the guardian in this scenario gdfjkg so it comes down to which v3 kid would make for an interesting parallel hmmmm hm hm.... immediately coming to mind is kaito. i can see himiko joining him potentially. sae is somebody who has trained herself to be extremely patient and believes anger to be a weakness of sorts. enter kaito who believes the only "strong" emotion he can convey right now is anger because he would be DAMNED if he started crying about that killing game gfhsdjgk. they'd have a lottt to learn from each other, and i think the entire scenario would definitely push sae to a lot of her limits. i mentioned himiko just because her arc of emotional repression could be a mirror to sae possibly, but because this is a postgame scenario i think himiko would be SO absolutely fixated on being seen as useful and helpful and energetic that she throws herself into whatever work sae can give her. and of course sae the workaholic has a lot of work to give her LMFAO. they pass out at the same time

yoshito: similar to mika it's hard to imagine him leaving the simulator just because he is the protagonist and they'd be keeping an eye on him however if he DID. he would need somebody who is constantly in his ear like Aren't you mad .....Don't you want to go apeshit ......mondo and leon are coming to mind. they're really teaching that kid how to let loose. shatter some glass, go fucking wild!!!! and while we're at it, let's all examine how our reckless behaviour might be a method of self harm we have developed for ourselves after our killing game but make sure not to tell the kid ok. make sure nobody tells yoshito, who has been trained on helping people his entire life and just needs to think about himself for ONCE

andi: hhehehehhehehehheh. computer thang. even though she is ageless there is no universe where she becomes a guardian and it's really really funny to think that somebody grabbed her computer chip and ran. i think it HAS to be chihiro. something fantastic and vaguely homosexual going on there

[utilitycaster]

Now that the two-shots complete I was wondering if you'd be willing to share your opinions on Molly, Lucien and Kingsley and their differences. Maybe favorite to least favorite. I like your takes on Molly and wondered how the book and two shot add or even take away from who Molly and the other are. Also has the second part changed your thoughts on how Kingsley's rogue and bloodhunter levels are split?

Hey anon! This is a great and complicated question. (also, as a warning, I'm no longer tagging Nine Eyes of Lucien spoilers as it's been a month, but this does have some).

I adore the conversation that Beau, Yasha, and Kingsley had in this episode and need to rewatch it when it is not midnight and I am not very full of cold medication, and I think Beau's feelings are remarkably close to many of my own in terms about how I feel about them as people, though not obviously in the meta sense.

I think Lucien is the fucking worst as a person, obviously, but as a viewer/reader, he's very enjoyable as a love-to-hate-them villain. I've said this elsewhere, but especially in the book, where we get to see his POV, it really does feel like he doesn't really think other people continue to exist when he's not looking at them (see: Aldreda; his single noble act is giving her the opportunity for a good life, but he then proceeds to utterly ruin that relationship by having no respect for the fact that she took the opportunity and built that life without him when he didn't keep in touch). This is I think reinforced by the fact that, post-Somnovem pact, the tombtakers do kind of function that way and all return to him voluntarily after two years, even those of them who found other employment. All of the purple tieflings have a certain degree of arrogance - they are Taliesin Jaffe characters - but Lucien is the only one where it fully crosses into narcissism.

I loved Beau and Yasha's takes on Molly, because Beau always found him irritating in many of the same ways I did (self-righteousness; patting himself on the back for cheap and not terribly meaningful gestures; manipulative tendencies) but did have genuine affection for him as well. Yasha's was actually even more touching and interesting to me, because to Yasha, Molly represented a reprieve from the absolute darkest time in her life, and was her first real platonic friend...but she also acknowledged that he struggled with a certain degree of darkness. (For that matter, as an aside, I loved the statement that Molly teetered and Lucien went on a full sprint in the context of the book and in the context of the scene with Zehir in the temple. Lucien did indeed sprint, and one could argue that his sprint was at also partially motivated by love, but then we can compare it to Fjord, whose deals with darker powers come with an unshakable sense of responsibility for his actions that Lucien never had.)

It's interesting then, because I absolutely think that Molly is by far a better person than Lucien, and the book makes it even clearer that a bit of that personality was there within Lucien, not quite reabsorbed, and that Molly genuinely cared for the Mighty Nein. But at the same time, because Lucien is positioned as a villain and Molly as a hero by the nature of the story, I like Lucien's personality for his role more than I liked Molly's, if that makes sense. That said, I also really do believe that I'd have probably come around on Molly eventually, and he just happened to die when he was still kind of annoying to me and so that opportunity passed.

So, it's unsurprising that by far my favorite on all accounts is Kingsley. I think one of the biggest factors is that he is actively considering who he is and why. Lucien displays a remarkable lack of reflection; like, it's clear his parents are horrible and abusive, but also there's some shit going on when you kill them in cold blood before you turn 13 that might be worth unpacking. Molly was utterly lacking in curiosity about his past, another thing that I never particularly cared for about him. Kingsley perhaps had no option, given the context in which he was born, but the fact that he isn't merely passively absorbing information but seeking it out for himself and getting other perspectives is a huge step forward from either of his predecessors. It's interesting that Beau points out, correctly, that both Molly and Lucien were very passionate and very susceptible to influence; Kingsley is trying to be influenced by a variety of good people. There is just a degree of ownership, agency, and self-awareness we didn't see before and which we do see with Kingsley.

With regards to Kingsley's build: it is now confirmed that he's at least level 13 in blood hunter, since his brand of castigation damage is 6 (2 x his +3 in Wisdom). I also think that unless he has several items we didn't see, his stat improvements indicate he probably took 4 levels in rogue, granting him 3 ASIs (compared to Molly at level 5, he has +1 each to his INT and CHA scores; +2 to CON; and +2 to Dex). It's not a hard confirm, but he showed no L14 blood hunter abilities and it's a reasonable choice to make.

[katyspersonal]

So for the « send me a character ask game » what about our dear Rya hm?

Oh and what about Damian too?

(From this ( x ) ask meme)

- For Rya

First impression: Was first introduced to her via fanart and plenty of spoilers, I thought she was adorable x) Both as a woman and as a snake!

Impression now: Still, not much to say about her, she is just a really cute snake girl! It is one of those characters with whom there is not much to do besides memes and fanart with them in wholesome situations! However, I have even more positive opinion on her now that I know she is one of very few characters who were able to bounce back from mental defeat and be optimistic and hopeful about their future! Really rare mindset in Elden Ring's broken, despair-ridden world!

Favorite moment: Ahahaha when we discover her as a snake xD She forgot to put on her human suit, this is so precious xddd

Idea for a story: Anything you can think up about her and Patches meeting again, after Volcano Manor cringed and failed. This might be awkward as Patches is like, moving on, so meeting someone so close tied with Volcano Manor and Tanith can be... a bit of heavy, to say so. But at the same time if they get through the tension, they could become basically best friends. Or they could build father/daughter-alike bond! I also saw a ship which is valid too (let's be real, Patches had 0 chances with Tanith from the start, and there was... well, just nothing.)

Unpopular opinion: ANOTHER character with whom there are no opinions in the community besides 'I just think they're neat' to BEGIN with, so I can't answer much xD

Favorite relationship: She and her mother! This is such a sweet familial bond, holy shit. Tanith is absolutely in the right loving Rya so much, it is that one time when lack of blood relation didn't change anything about the family at all. True family bond is emotional and spiritual, and Rya is even inspired to carry on as her successor. Elden Ring spoiled us with too much wholesomeness for a Soulsborne game, especially the familial one!

Favorite headcanon: Not really a headcanon, but rather a logical conclusion. I LOVE seeing her E L O N G A T E D in fanart, like how other serpents can do that xD It makes the most sense that she is able to do that too in her serpent form x)

- For Damian

First impression: When I first saw Kris summon him for help on the stream, I mistook him (and summon dynamics in general) for one of those random-generated NPCs; some videogames do that! So at first I neglected him, in fact I was a little negative, and so it stayed until Val was the one to open my eyes on the fact that summons are unique and real characters...

Impression now: He is absolutely adorable, he looks like a sage but also like a male grandma (don't confuse with a grandpa xD), he is extremely interesting because without dialogue, he tells quite a story with his equipment and summon areas! Just... just peak performance of nonverbal storytelling, like Henriett. I currently do see him as sort of a 'dad' figure for other scholars, since my age headcanons for him moved a bit further, when I used to think of him as the same age as Mico, Laurence and Caryll back then. But like, he is COOL, you know? Both clearly very intelligent AND can kick asses of literal gods. x)

Favorite moment: When he arrives to "help" us with Rom after we died already HAHAHAHAHA! Thanks for help, asshole!!!

Idea for a story: His dives in the Isz dungeons sound like a plan! With other Tomb Prospectors! Especially Gremia - another summon in that area! Many people have been noticing that Gremia fights especially aggressively and doesn't step away and heals all that much, and he is also the only summon that can sprint. Paired with the fact that he doesn't have Loch Shield, which WAS given to Isz Prospectors.... Well, perhaps he doesn't value his safety at ALL. Damian, on the other hand, has a shield, a long range weapon, a healing bell, and three long range attack tools. They are opposites, doing the same job! I think it'd make a cool slice of life fanfic - Damian and Gremia being a fun (dys)functional duo of explorers, just deeply resenting each other but also saving each others' asses by balancing one another out!

Unpopular opinion: He is still alive when we summon him, he is in Byrgenwerth and grew hostile with his friend Julie/Yurie, he did not die and we just summon his spirit ;-; Please I just KNOW it, Damian is ALIVE in the game' events ;-;

Favorite relationship: I love him and Micolash so much <3 If only Edgar x Micolash did not take the spot of my OTP, that'd be Damian and Micolash <3 But Damian to Micolash is what Julie is to Rom, or what Brador is to Laurence, for that matter. Except, unlike other two "sidekicks", Damian would be the more reasonable one to detract, seeing they can't help their loved person out of spiralling insanity... But they were close for a long while, and I am dwelling on that period, a lot.

Favorite headcanon: I actually stealeded it from Saintmic and it is mine now: Damian was sort of biology professor, whose research and knowledge came up very handy to study phantasms and other weird creatures Byrgenwerth found. And he had a vivarium full of creatures, that Rom loved to find more abominations for xd It is an interpretation mistake of Damian being late for the battle because of a glitch since Henryk and Madaras Twin do that too, but I started to think 'lol he is late for battle because he is afraid of spiders' and it stuck... Sooooo he is not so happy when Rom brings him cool giant spider she found xD

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Thank you for the ask!! Really unusual characters this time

[connectionterminated13]

Since you asked me what’s your thoughts on silver eyes as a whole i’ll do the same thing. What’s your thoughts on the silver eyes trilogy as a whole and what’s your thoughts on the characters as well?

Oh boy here we go

The silver eyes

Was pretty good! I think that Charlie was a fun main character and it was a good self-contained story. I think all of the scenes in the pizzeria were properly tense even though it takes a bit to really start going. Also the fact that Dave Miller was pretty much described having rat energy always makes me laugh...

The twisted ones

I don't think we needed a sequel but it's okay! I think the twisted ones themselves look pretty cool and it continues the story well enough. I don't really have any strong opinions about it I just think it's a thing... Except for everything with Charlie investigating and Sprint trap thinking he's the best thing since sliced bread-

The fourth closet

Why..? I knew about the robot twist going in and could see some of the stuff leading up to it but I think it was poorly executed... There was a lot of good ideas in there I think circus babies pizza world, The mystery of who fake Charlie was and even the robot thing could have been pretty good if handled well.. There were definitely some cool bits but As a whole I just see it as a ton of mispotential.

Also I will forever curse them for not adding in Michael because sister location already came out you could have expanded on his character there!!

Charlie

I think she's a good main character for the series. I like how she's a bit shy and awkward but also can kick a** when she needs to (She's been doing push-ups). I like her relationship with Henry and the way he still affects her even though hes long dead. Also her figuring out about Sammy and for a little bit thinking he might not actually be dead made me sad. I would've really liked if they didn't just kill her after the robot reveand explored how she feeled about that that would have been cool maybe...

(I also dressed up as her for Halloween which was fun)

John

Hes a nice fella. I think he is a good love interest for Charlie but had some issues in the twisted ones and especially in the fourth closet.... I love how clueless he is most of the time and how he is really trying to figure it all out. I don't have much to say he's just a nice fella and I feel slightly bad for killing him in my own au all the time

Jessica

I think she's a good companion for Charlie. The friendship in general is just really cute and nice. She can also kick a** when she needs to. I just like her too she's nice (I also feel bad about killing her in my au.... I'm sorry I keep on killing off the silverized friends characters I can't help myself!!)

Carlton

I like him I like his funny I like his comebacks I think hes a good addition to the group

Marla

She's there... I don't really have any opinions on Marla

Lamar and Jason

I do think it was a good idea to cut down the Group A bit since there were a lot of them. But still I would have liked a bit more from these 2

Clay and aunt Jen

They're cool. They should be more stuff I agree with you on that

William

I love this man no matter how much the book's fluctuate he is just so Entertaining...

As a whole I think the series had a lot of good ideas that were not executed the best but in general was a fun experience :)

[sidesteppostinghours]

9 and 25 for all of them !! :)

evening gideon!! thank you for the ask :]

9. Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

ok. so. the thing about me is that i dont actually listen to music all that often??? its mostly when i draw digitally, and im primarily a traditional artist so i dont really know that many songs. i also have shitty memory so its hard for me to remember quotes. aka this is a pretty hard question for me to answer, but i will try my best:

Caine-"Oh, captain, make up your mind/Before the salt burns your eyes and you run out of time/'Cause you're popping the cork, you get lost in your brain/And you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane" - Ship in a Bottle (fin)

honestly ive never really associated this song with him before but i looked into the lyrics just to see whether it had anything i could think of them with and theres??? actually a bunch of lyrics there that fit???? like to the point i was struggling to decide which one to use for this. but i think this one, the second chorus, really encapsulates the biggest parts of their character. hes the decision maker out of all my steps, the one that knows how to make the logical choices and think his way out of a problem. but hes on a time limit. he doesn't know when it will end, just that it will at some point, and they cant stop if they want everything done in time. also sight and eyes is something i associate caine with a lot, especially closing your eyes/refusing to see. "you get lost in your brain/and you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane." COUGHS. coughs. caine has the most gates open out of all my steps. i also fully intend to make them the source of hb 2.0. yeah.

Cyrus- HE WAS THE ONLY ONE I THOUGHT OF AN ANSWER FOR STRAIGHT AWAY AND I SPRINTED TO HIS TAG JUST TO FIND THE POST

look him in the eyes and say this to his face. he will look like he got hit by a freight train.

Cecilia- another quote!

im just gonna go ahead and put my own tags to this one because thats where i put it best:

#thinking about this again with ceci#the best part is the bullet hole#like yeah shes not ready to face the fact that everything shes been doing up till now#was just to distract herself from the absolute misery life became after heartbreak#she has FRIENDS she has people she CARES about and they even seem to like her back!!!!#she even has a girlfriend!#isnt that enough?#tell her thats enough#cecilia rider

theres a reason shes a thrill seeker yall.

Cynthia- "I swear, I'm so fucking sorry/I'm not a good person, I'm barely a person at all/But someday I'll be perfect, and I'll make up for it all" - Against the Kitchen Floor (Will Wood)

uh. *looks at cynthias relationship with ortega* uhhhh. *looks at cynthias relationship with sidestep*. uhhhhhhhh.

this song was also difficult to choose lyrics out of, but there is just something so special about girls who simply have to be the best they can to make up for the sin of being. there is something equally as special about girls who take their past selves as judge, and their lover as executioner. also "im not a good person, im barely a person at all" kills me. the regene flavouring on that line??? utterly insane of mr wood to make a song just for her.

25. What is your favorite thing about your OC?

THESE BITCHES ARE SO CONTRADICTORY!!! THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING CLASHING ABOUT THESE FUCKERS AND ITS DELICIOUS. not even just trait wise, but with their themes? their core ideals? their relationships???? its always some sort of fucking fundamental difference shaping the way they act and i am Obsessed with it. also all of them are dangerous and it makes me vibrate a little bit. rangers you are so lucky that none of them are interested in leaning into being a full blown villain. but this question is,,, also difficult to answer because idk how to pick just one favourite lmfao. i will attempt it though.

Caine- he is the normalest guy around. there is also something Deeply Wrong with him. my favourite thing about caine would probably be how fun it is to dive into his psyche! ill often have times where i get bored of them and wonder why i got so interested in the first place, and then i get hit with another round of it and i remember "oh right! its because hes insane." his whole character revolves around what is going on inside their brain, from their high subterfuge to their connection with heartbreak and his relationship with the puppet. theyre the most fun to play with in their mind.

Cyrus- god. my favourite thing about him is a tie between his stubbornness and his surprisingly strong sense of empathy. both of those were the things keeping him from becoming a villain in the first place, and now its whats stopping him from going back to being a hero. i want him to confront what hes become so bad yall dont understand-

Cecilia- cecilia is just. a breath of fresh air. shes easy and super fun to play, and while she certainly has her moments (i am looking directly at the checkpoint three mortum reveal scene), shes mostly lighthearted fun cruising through the game as nothing more than a silly guy. i think the next game will actually dig into her character more deeply and allow me to showcase the parts of her shed usually keep hidden, but for now im having a good time getting her to kiss argent and embarrass her friends.

Cynthia- somebody come pick her up please before she starts crying in this club. she is crying because of me but lets not talk about that. i think my favourite thing about her is the contrast between her general wimpy sad lovergirl disposition and her revenge scar, and how she chooses to cope with it! because like,,,, it is just so so tasty watching her fumble with the overwhelming emotion, Especially since the emotion is hurting people. she never learned what to do with the anger! she does not want it! she wants to be as kind to other people as possible! "im not a bad dog, i dont know why i bite" etc etc. eventually she might figure it out, but Definitely Not Now lmfao.

questions from here!

[crystalelemental]

Oh now that's interesting. 3* and 4* Field and Sprint candy is confirmed.

In general, I'm kinda stunned they'd even entertain the idea. When you look at the broad scope of the meta, field effects have been incredibly guarded, almost exclusively placed on limited pairs when we're not dealing with weather. This is a rather substantial change. We could see multiplicative field effects like Zones suddenly show up as part of the F2P meta. The same is true of Sprint; fast-ramping is the domain of limited pairs. More than likely, any F2P Sprint is going to get -1 cooldown or nothing, and instead focus on speed boosting. Which is still nice, mind. I think speed boosts are underrepresented in the meta and a pretty important option. Not everyone can just spam Free Moves Next, Adaman.

The real fun is...3*. 4* is expected, that's Lodge adjacent. But 3*? Those only happen in two scenarios: free story pairs with the first PML, and events like the NPC trainer classes they mysteriously stopped making. That's...honestly kind of exciting.

On the one hand, I loved the NPC trainer class additions. They were just little extras sprinkled into events, and I kinda loved the concept even if they never got to hard favorites among the trainer class designs (XY female ace trainer, my beloved). Seeing those come back would be ideal. These candy are going to be sparse, especially when contending with the other three types. New players will still need the main three, it's not like we'll get none of them. So getting event pairs that can be maxed out while the event is live is ideal; the candy is a backup, but not strictly necessary to use on them, to create a stockpile.

On the other hand, a new main story is going to pop up. Gacha won't just leave things without a main story. There will likely be a new OC rival/antagonist to face off against, and a whole thing going on. The Villain Arcs largely focused on powering up the free legendary pairs, but this new arc doesn't have anything to power up that isn't already receiving it. More than likely, it would be entirely new pairs, like in the PML arc. Some are calling for PML 2, I don't personally buy it. I played FEH, you can pick up and drop storylines whenever you want in gacha, but you have to keep potential threads open to jump back if needed. I think the announcement of PML 2 is just keeping options open, same as Giovanni hinting at another scheme. They aren't doind anything right away, but it's there if they need it later.

This opens up some options, which I hope we lean into. Man, we have got to fix the F2P situation for new regions. The only truly F2P pair in Galar is Hop. He's still the only fucking one. Not even a single BP pair to their name. This sucks, and there are a ton of missing characters from that region. A new arc with free story pairs would be a great chance to bring in options that otherwise aren't going to get anything, because they'd never sell as PokeFairs, and general pool spotlights are borderline dead. This would also solve for some of Paldea, which has approximately eighty gagillion characters running around; not all of them are PokeFair worthy. In fact, most of them aren't. Free pairs would be an easy way to add some options in.

On a personal level, my hopes for such additions would be:

Opal - I've accepted that she's not getting in otherwise, but Bede needs his mentor, he was completely alone in that Neo Champion event about connections and rivalries and it sucked. Bring in Opal.

Kabu - I'm just saying, he better have secondary Bug-type DPS. Like, actual secondary Bug type DPS. No pair in the game has that yet, let him be the first.

Katy - We're dying for Bug in this game. Good bug, I should specify.

Kofu - I don't like him, but this is definitely where he belongs.

Eri/Atticus - Look, you have to put in a few popular picks so people start playing for easy access, and these two are safe. Plus, free Fighting and Poison pairs, two of the types that most desperately need F2P options.

Chuck - We should also look backwards, at previous regions missing some people, and come together to agree that Chuck was never happening any other way. Just give him to me.

Cilan/Chili/Cress - It's what they deserve.

[prettypinklass]

I for one, would really like to hear about the Awakening X P3, so fire away cause I am intrigued.

Also don't feel bad about being crazy about it, I have been crazy for 3 different Persona AU's which I am actively writing fics for, some even as far back as July from 2022. I am insane with you there, especially when concerning the multiple ones with only P3 as the base.

IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED

This is the fic if you want to read it its not finished yet but yk. Putting thoughts under a cut because this might be a long one

The premise here is that I replaced Robin with Minato. Thats it thats the fic. Or it was.

Because now I have a whole list of social links with the Shepherds and other characters from awakening that I brainstormed with my friends. And Ryoji is there but only to Minato as Thanatos. And exploring Minato with amnesia, relearning the lessons he took from P3 and applying them with his new friends in the Shepherds, is really fun actually.

I dont. Have plans to explore every social link actually. I do NOT have enough patience for that. But I *am* writing out the social links for the Shepherds as a whole (the Fool), Lucina (the Hanged Man), and Emmeryn (the Star). Possibly Chrom as well im not sure

Anyway it includes ryomina, a lethal dose of headcanons, and the arisato/shirogane family au that ive recently been obsessed with thanks to another friend. stay tuned for marth jokes when tiki joins the cast because blue haired swordsman voiced by yuri lowenthal. I know he was recast in reload but please let me be funny just this once.

im not spoiling more arcana links but expect Minato and Vaike to be idiot best friends (I LOVE vaike hes so fucking funny) and some awakening kids shenanigans. and poor Frederick having to put up with the fact that Chrom found an amnesiac teenager lying on the ground and appointed him tactician after one(1) fight and discovering said teenager can spawn demons.

also minato and emmeryn parallels that i cannot wait to explore further

im so excited about this fic you dont even know. sorry robin out of the way im replacing you with minato and fucking sprinting with it.

Theres going to be. Definite changes later in the storyline (grima cant exist without robin, afterall, and awakening needs a big bad evil guy) but right now its just. Retelling awakening through the eyes of an amnesiac minato who is Very tired and Very confused

Awakening is my second favourite fire emblem game and persona 3 is my all time favourite persona game. i mash them together and get a wonderful mess to clean up

[whatyadrawin]

Michael Myers x Fem! Reader (Headcanon) 18+ only -First Fanfic Ever!-

Masterlist

Approximately 1, 775 words

Pairing: Michael Myers x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Mental health struggles, violence, strong language, strong sexual themes

A/n: I actually completed this chapter a while ago but something struck me as I did a bit of research on peoples general opinions on certain dark themes being in fanfics. I will talk a bit further about this below the cut so as not to potentially trigger someone who did not consent to reading it but it needs to be talked about. Now having said that I also want to mention that I have been struggling this past week with personal issues and now I have fucking COVID (I am doing ok so far) my anxiety has been through the roof especially because I have asthma. I got COVID despite wearing a mask everywhere and meticulously washing my hands and disinfecting... but this is besides the point. I have chapter 7 locked and loaded but I need to finish the art for it. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and thank you so much to all my followers, you are all keeping me going creatively.

A/N continued: The theme that was supposed to make up this chapter was an almost rape scene, Y/N was going to be potentially raped by an intruder and Michael was to come in to save the day. There is a lot of online rhetoric about how common it is to put female characters through rape and especially so in darker more mature fics and I have to agree. I don't have a lot against rape being in stories as long as it makes sense with the context and as long as it brings awareness to readers about the real trauma it creates. As a survivor myself it can be cathartic to be able to write about stuff like that but then I think about other survivors and the fact that they may not feel the same way as I do about it, I want to protect survivors. This means that nowhere in my fic will there be rape, and nowhere in any potential future fics will I depict rape. I have a Jason fic formulating between me and my partner and there may be mention of behaviors that exhibit abuse but I refuse to actually write out a rape scene. These fics are meant to be interesting, sexy, and fun, I want them to be an escape for you all. Anyway thank you for reading and please enjoy chapter 6.

Chapter 6

You come to your senses and feel very cold, your body is covered in a throw blanket from your couch, you realize the room is extremely dark from it being past sunset ok I know that was real, there is no way I hallucinated that NO WAY! You don’t know what to do, you are panicking and too scared to leave the room but you don’t remember walking into the room with a blanket, you hold it close to your exposed body and you look around the room, no one was there, the door was open and you saw a light on in your room across the hall. You find the nerve to get up and you sprint to your room and close the door, you take a second to breathe and calm down a bit what do I do? I need to call the cops, they need to get him he must still be in here You head over to where your cell charges but its not there, you look around the room and can’t find it, suddenly the lights go out in the house, you look out to the street and see the street lights are also out Seriously!? A power outage? Suddenly you hear your room door open and you let out an involuntary scream and see that same white mask in the doorway, it’s Michael, he is so huge he has to bend down a bit to get through the doorway, and he slowly makes his way towards you. You crumple to the floor and hide in the blanket crying.

“Please don’t hurt me, I never did anything to you, please I don’t want to die I’ll do anything!” You are curled into a tiny ball on the floor and you can hear heavy footsteps slowly coming towards you.

 You feel a massive hand grab at your back to tear off the blanket sending you on your back from the force of it and you are once again exposed and now extremely vulnerable to this immeasurably large giant of a man. He looks down at you as you back away still on the ground, your back hits the wall of the room and Michael kneels down overtop of you just like in that dream, his face very close to yours as if he was trying to get a better look, studying every detail meticulously.

“Please Michael, I won’t call the police, please just don’t kill me, please!” You plead to him.

He lifts you to your feet and he reaches up towards your neck, he is so monstrous that his entire hand wraps around fully and his fingers can overlap, but he doesn’t squeeze, he just holds it there and tilts his head to the side and you feel an intense heat fill up your lower half and your clit begins to swell. You stay there silent, he backs away as you hear a siren sounding off in the distance, Michael looks down and focuses on your thighs and you can feel a stream of vaginal juices flowing down, a sense of embarrassment flushes into your cheeks from how aroused you have become. You watch as he tilts his head and slowly leaves the room and disappears into the shadows.

You immediately reach for the sweater and thong from earlier today and put them on, you shut the door and barricade it with a chair. Now you feel trapped in the house but this time you don’t feel scared. He didn’t hurt me, he could have crushed my throat, he could have killed me at any second but he didn’t… why? You can feel a heartbeat in your genitals and you are becoming insatiably aroused, so much so that it almost hurts. I don’t understand why I’m feeling like this about him, oh god I think I want him…You go onto your bed and hide under the covers and exhaustion pushes you into a slumber…

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You dreamt you were back in Michaels room in the asylum but it looked different this time, you were sitting on the bed and there were large windows letting bright sunshine in, the windows overlooked Chicago and had the same view as the last apartment you were in before you moved to Haddonfield. You are wearing nothing but the long white silk sheet that was on the asylum bed, you get off the bed and go up to the window to look outside of it, when you look down you see your street in Haddonfield in your new home. Suddenly there is a presence behind you but you feel no fear, only comfort. Large hands rest on your shoulders and make their way down to your breasts, you lean back and expose your chest so the hands could gently caress your nipples. You turn around and see its Michael, he’s wearing the same faded overalls and that creepy Halloween mask, he picks you up and tries to carry you through the open door in the room but it leads to nothing, just a black empty void and you say to him:

“Please, can’t you just stay here with me? Stay here with me and we can live in peace, I will show you peace.”

Michael puts you down but is still holding you, and you start to cry “Please, don’t go through that door, I won’t follow you, stay here in the light with me and keep me safe!”

Suddenly Michaels arms turn to a black mist and he is being pulled through the dark doorway, he tries to hold on to you but he is being pulled away, you call out to him:

“NO! Give him back! He needs peace, give him back!” 

Michael desperately tries to stay in the room but his body becomes a black mist and gets forcefully pulled into the void leaving behind his white mask. The room around you starts to go dark and you turn around to notice the windows are gone and the room looks the same way it did when that loose patient covered in blood was trying to get in, and now you can hear him in the hallway screaming. You are scared and alone now and you start crying and yelling out for Michael but he never comes, you grab the mask that was left behind and hold it in your hands sobbing. The mask turns into a large kitchen knife and you stop crying, you are suddenly wearing the same overalls as Michael and you stand up and feel empowered and angry, I won’t let him hurt me, I want to LIVE! 

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You wake up to a glaring ray of sunshine and it takes you a second to remember what happened last night. You see the chair still barricading the bedroom door and you get out of bed and head to the bathroom to wash up, still vigilant about potentially encountering Michael again, the thought was strangely exciting to you. You get changed into some athletic clothes and hype yourself up to open the door. The chair is firmly under the handle but you remove it with some force, you turn the knob and slowly peer outside, you see nothing. You walk out into the hall “M-Michael?” You hear nothing, cautiously you make your way down the stairs and towards the door where your purse was, you keep listening for any hint of movement but the silence is deafening. All of a sudden *BRRT BRRT BRRT* you hear your cell phone vibrating in your purse and you run to grab it, it was Deanna calling. You race out the door and run out past the gate leaving everything slightly ajar behind you. You pick up the call:

 “Deanna?” 

“H-Hey Hun …are you ok? I was calling to check up and see how you were doing today”

Deanna’s voice makes you feel immediately safe

“I-Sorry I just feel a bit off today, it’s been a weird night”

“Oh, did you want me to come over? Maybe some company will do you good, I can help you clean the basement like you have been wanting to do for a while now.”

I can’t have her over with Michael potentially being in the house, should I tell her? She might think I lost it

“Sorry, I don’t think I will be in a good headspace for any visitors today. I just need some time to myself if that’s ok.”

“Yeah, that’s totally fine *Y/N*, I just want to make sure you are ok since you don’t have anyone in town. You just let me know when you feel like having some company and feel free to call me anytime alright?”

“I will let you know, thanks for checking in on me.”

Deanna says her goodbye and you both hang up. Now you are 3 blocks away from the house and you realize you left everything unlocked and open I wonder if he is still in the house? Surely, he left? you start to run back and reach the gate, giving it a proper lock behind you and head up towards the door and close it behind you. You turn around and call out:

“Michael? Michael if you are there, please, make a noise so I know.” Dead silence.

You figure he ran off after hearing the sirens and you begin to go around the house and lock every window and door you can find; you begin to feel a bit more at ease and start thinking of Michael and why he behaved the way he did. Isn’t he a lethal killer? Oh god he saw the fluid from between my legs! You blush and turn on the T.V. to get your mind off it and the news was on again, this time showing a car chase that was heading towards Haddonfield, you watch closely as the car being chased gets into town and flips into a ditch, the driver gets out and starts running to the bushes and disappears. The newscaster speaks:

“The local authorities have notified us that the individual in the car has escaped into a deep sewer system that stretches across Haddonfield, they have all exits noted and will be ready to catch them. More on this after the break.” 

A commercial about health insurance comes up and you shut off the T.V. Good thing I locked all my entryways, if that guy is in town… well… You rub your neck and think about Michaels enormous hand wrapped around it and that familiar heat comes back into your body, it feels impossible to think of anything else but him.

[turtleybeachin]

Devil's☆Fortune

(AO3 has real cute formatting to feast your eyes on with demojis and everything.)

A story about what happens after the in-game text between Asmodeus and Mammon titled "Fortune-Telling".

Mammon is (not!) worried about why the exchange student wants to talk to him so badly after Asmo teases him about the last few times his Devil's Fortune said he'd have bad luck. Not wanting to risk the (very slight!) possibility that he might have bad luck with *them*, he spends the day very smoothly avoiding their company. Can he make it to midnight?

PAIRING: Mammon x Gender Neutral Main Character RATING: PG for language WORD COUNT: 3753 FEATURES: Fluff, Standard Brotherly Shenanigans, Humor, all the brothers to some degree

Asmodeus: Did you see today's Devil's☆Fortune?

Mammon: What're ya talkin' about?

Asmodeus: The program they broadcast in the morning!

Mammon: I ain't asked for that. I'm askin' about today's fortune-telling!

Asmodeus: -evil giggling demoji-

Mammon: What?!

Asmodeus: Didn't some RAD students get you all drenched with the water hose the other day? You know, after it said you had bad luck.

Mammon: That was just an accident!

Asmodeus: And before that, you also had a devil crush mango thrown at you when it said you had bad luck, no?

Mammon: I'm tellin' ya it has nothin' to do with that stupid fortune-tellin'!

Asmodeus: And before that when it said you had bad luck, you lost so badly at a casino, people were rolling over the ground laughing, if I remember correctly.

Mammon: I'm tellin' ya it's all a coincidence!

Mammon: What did it say about today?

Asmodeus: -whistling demoji-

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Damnit! Man, not another crappy day! Nah, this ain't going to happen to him, no way. In fact, just to prove himself right, Mammon pulls out his D.D.D. to go place some guaranteed winning bets on the races today. There's no way he loses there, and that'll prove the whole stupid fortune show a hoax.

"Mams? Mammon, hey, knock knock!" a familiar voice calls from the other side of his bedroom door.

Any other day, any other time, he'd be flinging his door open to let his human come in and hang before they head to classes together. It's practically routine at this point, like the day ain't actually started until they see each other and agree on the shared vibe. His bad moods are theirs, and their stressed mornings are his to fix.

But today?! Not that he believes those dumb fortunes mean shit, but in the very slim possibility there is in fact a trend there, he can't risk it today! What if he does something stupid, or pisses them off, or makes a fool of himself in front of them?!

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My Human: Hey, Mammon?

My Human: Mammon, it's me at your door.

My Human: I wanted to talk to you. Please?

My Human: Mammon, I can see you reading my messages.

My Human: Can we walk to RAD together?

Mammon: Sorry human, already left. Ya gotta be quicker than that if ya wanna spend time with The Great Mammon!

My Human: Oh, okay. Well, let's have lunch together today. Just the two of us.

My Human: My treat.

My Human: .... Mammon??

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Well shit. Now he has to find a way out of his room without the human seeing him climb through a window to sprint down the street. And a new plan for lunch that is more important than hanging out with them. Which! Obviously is any plan, because The Great Mammon definitely always has better things to do than spend time with some smelly human.

Which is a good thing because if his stupid fortune was right, they are probably wanting to call him a scummy moron and tell him to get his toothbrush and charger and spare hoodie and favorite slippers out of their room and leave them alone forever. Shiiiiiiiit.

"Yooohoooo~" an unwelcome voice coos outside his door, and he hears his human respond to Asmodeus with their ever-present gentle amusement. They really don't have to be so accommodating, especially of Asmodeus. Don't they know he's just going to try to take advantage of that? If anyone should be walking them to campus, it's him, he's their first demon and--!

And damn that stupid fortune crap. He listens as his brother chatters happily, flirting at his human and urging them along, and complimenting how soft their hand is?! Grrrrr...

Only one thing to do now, though: get to RAD before them, without being seen by them. Last thing he needs is them thinking they caught him in a lie. It's a good thing he never much cared to have a neat stupid uniform like Belphegor or Satan or Asmodeus or Lucifer; sprinting through the woods doesn't do much for looking all prissy and fancy. See, days like this are why it's good to generally look like you fell down the side of a cliff and then rolled through a briar patch!

-- Not that either of those things actually happen, of course.

-----

Between classes, Mammon slumps down a wall in the hallway to pull out his D.D.D. and check the races. His face twists in dismay and he throws his head back with a thump. "Aw, c'mon!" he shouts, startling a little crowd of lesser demons skittering by.

"Mammon?"

And ain't that just the icing on his cake. Losing everything on horses that had been easy wins for the past month, and before he can even fully mourn the size of his debt, they're side-stepping the flow of traffic to get to him. Not now! Don't come kicking a man when he's already down!

Running would be too obvious, too pathetic. The Great Mammon don't run from some stupid human! But they're closing in, and he ain't about to have the whole stupid school witness this humiliation, so he's got to find an out. His gaze darts around the hall to see some stupid little teacher pet nerds shuffling this way, hidden behind a stack of books taller than the lesser demons carrying them. Everyone is parting for them, aware they can't see where they're going.

Obviously the only thing to do is to pivot toward his human with a cocky grin and swing an arm out and up in greeting, which just so happens to knock into the poor suckup's pile of books to send them flying. It starts a domino reaction, the first little demon squawking in alarm at who they've hit and reeling back directly into the other little dork who also scatters everything before sprawling atop the pile with the first demon atop them.

Perfect. "Oi! Watch yerself!" he blusters, and as expected the human pivots in alarm to try to help the demons tangled up in limbs and books and papers on the floor. Which is his cue to swivel and slide into the crowd walking past to get to their next class, successfully dodging the ambush.

-----

With his accounts (just a little) wounded from his betting disaster earlier, Mammon has no choice but to eat on campus at lunch. Which sucks, because any other time and this would be the perfect day to have been promised being treated to a meal! But nah, his shitty fortune gotta mean it'd turn around fast, either an unpleasant conversation or maybe food poisoning or with his luck it'd be some sorta questionable stain that everyone would whisper about the rest of the day.

He's sitting with his brothers and picking at his food as he tries to surreptitiously keep an eye out for the human coming to join their table. They're always welcome at a lot of tables, but they're smart enough to know you got to pick your company wisely, and ain't no better company than The Great Mammon of course! (Also, they're definitely looking for him today to try to have whatever conversation they're planning.)

"Maaaammoonnnnn~" Asmodeus is smirking at him from across the table, too aware of his hunched shoulders and anxious pout. "What's wrong? You're going to get wrinkles on that pretty face and lose all your modeling contracts if you aren't careful."

"Som'n'ong?" Beelzebub asks around a mouthful of burger, earning a halfhearted elbow from Belphegor sprawled across the table next to him.

Mammon just glares as he straightens up, wiggling to settle into a stern proud posture instead. "Nah, nothin' wrong, Beel, don't worry 'bout it."

"Mm!" Asmodeus chirps, leaning around Belphegor with a wide grin. "Someone is worried about their fortunes today-"

"Why would he be worried about that?" Leviathan interrupts, brow furrowing as he switches focus to the conversation around him instead of his phone beeping out some game in his hands.

Mammon growls in frustration even as his face betrays him with growing heat. "I ain't! It's all stupid nonsense, ain't real!"

"No, but--"

Whatever Leviathan was going to say is interrupted by a bright "Hey guys!" behind him, and he and Mammon both turn to find their human standing there with a big smile. The brothers all chime back various greetings and welcomes, a spot saved as ever for them.

Well, most of the brothers offer greeting. Mammon freezes only a moment before remembering himself, and he swivels back around to shove his spoon into his plate and shovel whatever it happened to catch into his mouth. (Yes, he does eat his fries with a spoon, what business is it of yours eh?!) Asmodeus titters and wiggles his fingers to indicate they should take a seat with the family.

"Mammon? Did you forget I wanted to have lunch together today?"

He ain't looking at their face, but he can hear the sadness in their voice. And judging by the way Asmodeus is twisting his face into a sympathetic pout and Leviathan is glaring at him, they're definitely looking all sad too.

"You can have lunch with us," Beelzebub offers, always the gentlest of them. He's even tearing a little bit off his burger to offer, and damn if that ain't making Mammon look even more like a jerk in comparison.

There's a puff of air on the back of his head as they sigh forcefully. "Oh, thanks Beel. No, I meant-- well, doesn't matter now I guess. What's on the menu today anyway?"

"They meant they wanted to go out for lunch just with Mammon," Leviathan cuts in, his namesake sin obvious in how he glares at Mammon from between his folded arms which hide most of his face.

"Ohoho, and Mammon forgot? A date~?" Asmodeus is shameless in egging things on, enjoying the ensuing drama a little too much for Mammon's liking. "I would never forget such a thing!"

"Yeah right, Mister First Man forgot? Doubt that," Belphegor drawls without lifting his head. Beelzebub frowns around the table uncertainly, aware there's something happening here and also sensing it isn't going to end well, but unsure what to do to stop it.

Mammon has an idea though. Is it a great idea? It's his, so-- well, depends how you frame it. It'll get this horrible discussion and awkward lunch to a quick end, so it'll do. "Don't remember askin' yer opinions," he snaps, lunging over the table to swipe the pudding cup off of Beelzebub's tray. Before anyone can react beyond a startled shout and Belphegor straightening in alarm, he rips off the lid and throws it back.

Oh, nice. Devil's Triple Chocolate. Can't beat the basics.

The sudden chill in the air is accompanied by a loud whirring buzz of furious fly wings as Beelzebub stands up with a huge frown.

"Wha-- oh. Aha, was that your pudding? Ey, Beel, my bad, thought that was Bel--"

"Beel, relax, you can have--"

"You ate my pudding!"

See, the mark of a good strategist is planning not just your own moves, but what everyone else is going to do next. Steal a pudding, you know Beelzebub's going to pop off. Everyone will expect Mammon to try to wriggle his way out of trouble by blaming or hiding behind one of them. The human's right behind him, though, which makes them seem at risk here too. And Satan won't give a shit about his well-being, but he'll worry about the fragile human in the warpath.

Just as predicted, the fourth born pushes back from his chair smoothly and grabs the human's arm to steer them swiftly out of the way with a murmured line about grabbing a sandwich at a nearby cafe together. And with that settled, well, what's a day without a little friendly fighting among family?

-----

Sitting in Mathematics nursing his bruised ribs, the final obstacle of the day presents itself.

My Human: Mammon, stop avoiding me. Please?

My Human: It's your turn to walk me home tonight. Unless you're going to 'forget' that, too?

My Human: I'm sure Asmo would be happy to help if you're determined to avoid me.

He glares at his D.D.D. under his desk, head propped on his hand, elbow on his desk. His fingers curl around a hank of hair and tug, frustration bubbling over. Yeah, he thinks, Asmo sure does like to help. Meddling little creep. He's been REAL helpful.

-- that's it! Be helpful! It's Lucifer's turn to get groceries, isn't it? And the stack of paperwork that morning at their council meeting had been one of the real impressive ones, the type where his big bro usually won't come home on time and will lock himself in his office all night.

Mammon: Hey, Lucifer!

Mammon: Oi, don't ignore me!

Lucifer: Aren't you in class right now?

Mammon: Not important. What IS important is how I, your favorite baby brother, am here to offer you a solution to your problem!

Mammon: Lucifer!!! Hey, are you listening?? Lucifer!

Mammon: LUCIFERRRR!!!!

Lucifer: My only problem right now is you, Mammon. I'm curious how you intend to fix yourself.

Mammon: Nah, your problem is you got a pile a papers as tall as I am to get through, AND it's your turn to get groceries. Ya probably stressed about who to ask to shop for ya. Well not anymore ya ain't! Because I, The Great Mammon, am offering to take grocery duty for ya! No cost, no need to owe me nothin'!

Lucifer: -glaring demoji-

Lucifer: You aren't taking my credit card.

Mammon: Tch, I ain't askin' to. I'll use Goldie. Ya can take it off my tab when the bill comes due.

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: I will only credit you the cost of the items in the quantity listed on the grocery list.

Mammon: Yeah yeah, sure. This is where ya thank me, ya jerk.

Lucifer: I'll hold my thanks until I see the groceries at the house.

Mammon: Whatever. Oh, and hey, Lucifer?

Mammon: I ain't ever texted you about this, okay?

Lucifer: -okay demoji-

Hah! That's that taken care of. Switching to his other chat window, he types in a reply to his human, excuse now secured.

Mammon: Sorry, ya gonna have to pester one of my baby brothers. Lucifer needs me to get groceries for him, so I ain't going to be able to babysit tonight. I'll text Satan for ya.

My Human: -frustrated demoji-

My Human: Don't bother.

My Human: I'll see you at home, then.

Well. One problem at a time. Nobody said he has to go straight home with the groceries, or go get groceries right away, after all.

"Mammon, perhaps you can answer this problem for us?" the professor prompts, glaring at him slumped over and obviously studying his lap intently.

His head jerking up, Mammon takes only a moment to take in the problem on the board. "Huh? Oh, uh, four thousand three hundred and eighteen." He flashes a crooked, charming grin. Ain't nothing stopping him from surviving this day now.

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The kitchen is blessedly empty, which is both great luck and suspicious luck. He puts the groceries away carefully (Beelzebub is way too observant of kitchen-based sounds) and ignores the pile of dirty dishes left in the sink with a note of STUPIDMAMMON: YOU MISSED DINNER DUTY, SO THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS DISH DUTY before tip-toeing as quick as he can to his room. According to his D.D.D. it's 23:41, so he only needs to avoid the human for another nineteen minutes. Maybe he can sneak his way to the bathroom, spend the rest of the day showering and then be ready for a fresh start. Maybe go find his human and make it up to them, hang out in their room until they fall asleep or something.

He makes it into his room just fine, and he's leaving a uniform trail in his wake as he yanks off his tie and shrugs his blazer into a crumpled heap on the floor. The house seems quiet, thankfully, and he's bending over to grab some sweatpants off the floor behind the couch before he heads to the bathroom.

"Mammon, sit!" a familiar voice barks from alarmingly close, and the pact activates with a sharp zap that drops him to his couch with a yowl. What was it humans like to say about plans and his Father laughing? "I think it's about time we actually talked, Mammon."

His human is standing there in his room, and the fact he never heard his door after his entry means they must have been there the whole damn time waiting for him.

"I don't know what yer--"

"MAAAAMMOOOONNNNN," they warn, pitching their voice in an eerily decent Lucifer impression that has him yelping and jerking back in his seat. "Do you even know why I wanted to talk to you this morning?"

Unsure whether he is actually meant to talk or not, Mammon just shakes his head, hands gripping the edge of the seat cushion on either side of his spread legs.

"To thank you." Stepping around the other side of the couch, they sit down opposite him and lean forward, holding eye contact. "To tell you how much I appreciate all you do for me. I know that you know I was the last one in the laundry the other day, so it was my fault the room flooded like that. But you took the blame, no hesitation. You took the lecture and the punishment that should have been mine." Their gaze drops to their folded hands, fidgeting with a ring on their finger. "And I just- I felt really terrible about it."

Shifting in his seat, Mammon shakes his head and bends double to lean toward them in return. "Nah, you don't gotta worry 'bout The Great Mammon. Ya get used to Lucifer's shit after a few millennia, ya know?" He flashes his signature cocky grin, hoping to get rid of the frown on their face. "It ain't nothin' to fuss over. Not for me. Now, you, yer just a delicate human, ya ain't made for his crap."

They don't look up, still spinning the ring. It's one he gave them, he realizes, on one of their shopping trips when he'd insisted he couldn't be seen around town with some human that ain't wearing no jewelry. ".... Mammon, why were you avoiding me today?"

"I don't know what ya--"

"Mammon!" they cut him off, finally shifting their gaze to him. At that angle, head tilted down, their glare looks extra fierce. "C'mon, you weren't subtle. I know you were still in your room when I texted you," they start, voice pitched low and steady, which just makes him more nervous as they keep going. "I saw you eye those poor demons you toppled. I know you had your own tray of food, so that theft at lunch was intentional. You usually like me joining you for errands to make it more fun."

He fidgets, biting back the urge to insist they're wrong and misreading things. But also-- they know him that well? They watch him that closely? If he wasn't being lectured right now he might have to kind of rub that in a little, you know, tease them for being obsessed with him or something.

"At first it was just weird and rude," they're saying, oblivious to his distraction, "but I figured maybe-- I don't know, something with Lucifer, or maybe some weird curse got loose in the house again. But then Satan told me your fortune--"

Shit! He hadn't planned on Satan actually watching that crap and knowing about it.

"--was that you'd be lucky in love today--"

Wait-- what??

"--so clearly you were hiding from me because you didn't want that love-luck to involve me," they finish, hands clenching into fists on their knees.

The silence in the room feels loud. The time on his D.D.D. flopped on the floor near his foot is 23:53. His human looks away again, uncomfortable in the silence, and his brain catches up with everything that just happened.

"My fortune was WHAT?"

"What do you mean what, it was your fortune, you were the one acting so weird all day!"

Mammon throws himself back in his seat so hard his feet lift off the floor. Running his hands into his hair, he twists his face up in realization. "Damn it, Asmo!" His human arches their brows, expression demanding an explanation, and everything clicks into horrifying place in his head. "No, I-- wait, listen, it ain't like that, I-- Asmo texted me this morning and was talkin' 'bout every time I had a bad fortune and all the dumb shit that happened to me. I missed the stupid show and assumed he was sayin' I had another bad day comin'! I didn't want ya to be mad at me, or see me lookin' like a fool, so I thought if I avoided you until..."

His D.D.D. blinks up at him tauntingly. 23:56. He growls, then shoots them his best desperate look, all big eyes and pouty lips.

They follow his gaze, looking at the time and then up at him. They blink, then they stand and step closer, standing between his legs to stare down at him as their jaw works.

"I uh, guess I looked like a fool to ya anyway, huh?" he offers weakly.

Their eyes flicker to the device at their feet again, watching the minutes tick by. "You really believe those things, huh? Some show says you'll have a bad day, and your usual bad luck is now an omen. And today it said you'd have luck in love, but..."

His stomach sinks. Which is stupid, for sure, because like some dumb show can decide anything for him. 23:59. He ain't worried at all, and he's definitely about to confidently say as much when he looks up to find his human face-to-face, close enough to see each individual eyelash.

"You stupid Mammon," they murmur as they lean in, muffling his squawk of protest as they press their lips to his. And then his head empties, all anger and humiliation and worry and bravado sucked into the void so only the feel of warm lips and soft puffs of breath are left. When they lean back, he can hear the smile in their voice as they whisper, "But maybe this devil’s got some fortune after all."