Obsessed with the idea of Levi (the Avatar of ENVY) having some sort of complex about Mammon and Lucifer’s relationship.
Like, it has to bother him that he, Lucifer’s First, Original Brother, was so easily replaced by Mammon-- someone Levi generally considers as below him (whether that may or may not be true).
And idk, I have feelings about Levi struggling with it because he KNOWS that Mammon is his brother, as much as any of his other brothers-- but his envy won't let him live with the fact that Lucifer favors their adopted, scummy, problematic brother over him-- enough so to make him his Right Hand Man, and have Levi delegated right behind him
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Problems (Across the Spiderverse)
Miles: is blushing insanely Gwen, the truth is... I kinda like you-😅
Gwen: 😐You know, I am older than you...
Miles: Huh. That's true.😬
Gwen: And we live in totally different dimensions😑
Miles: 😧Yeah...
Gwen: And 😒👆we forget that we are both kinda busy superheroes who in reality don't have time for a relationship...
Miles: Yup, I guess you're right-😣
Gwen: dates him anyway 👀
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Love overpowers all, folks!! I have been wanting to write some Gwiles for a bit, but I am kinda new to this fandom so I was/am nervous to haha💀
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OH you are on this website?
I have questions, then. What are you trying to accomplish? You're obviously not trying to blend in, you're getting the cleansers called on you left and right.
I know there's a tactic the Peach and Hoon doppelgangers are trying, they want to look non-threatening in the right way, to trigger the humans' pack-bonding, but you're not doing that either. Are you trying to communicate something in this.... weird obscure way?
-@ask-the-doppelganger, currently a talking pigeon
It was quite late in the evening, so not many people would walk around. It was getting dark, but not dark enough for lamp posts to be turned on yet. 42 was there, sitting on a bench, in a pose in which nobody could see its face until approached close enough. It probably was...relaxed?
A pigeon with rather big eyes drew 42's attention. On closer inspection they also seemed to have a little different color. 42 was still silent when the bird came closer, jumped on the bench and started talking.
"Oh, YOU are here? I have questions, then" - the pigeon said.
For some reason 42 didn't look surprised. It's probably due to the fact that it somehow "sensed" a fellow doppel or it has probably seen some of its kind to have other forms due to different circumstances. Maybe 42 itself had to do that at some point too, but that's another story. If such a story happened, of course.
4͚̬͔̝̜͑͠2̢̺̫̪̹̇͠.̛͖͔̘͆.̡̡̣̣͍̌̂?͎̔̓̀̍͘
(Hm..?)
"What are you trying to accomplish? You're obviously not trying to blend in, you're getting the cleaners called on you left and right. I know there's a tactic the Peach and Hoon doppelgangers are trying, they want to look non-threatening in the right way, to trigger the humans' pack-bonding, but you're not doing that either. Are you trying to communicate something in this...weird obscure way?"
The silence was broken by weird noises. It was 42 changing form. Sort of. It only changed its face and it actually captured most of the features correctly - the unibrow, the long nose, the scar on the right chin, the forehead wrinkles...but there were way too many other scars and one could see its non-human eyes and canines. It looked like 42 was filled with disgust. But it wasn't disgust towards its interlocutor or the questions, but rather towards something else. It looked like it could actually speak like a normal human while having facial features. Well, as for now, 42 was mostly speaking in its true voice. It didn't seem to be the same semi-collected 42 one could usually see. Whatever the reason, having facial features seems to irritate it.
"W̗͙̉͊h̛̙͝ǎ̯̋t̢͎̀ ̧̐ä̘́m̤̠̋͝ ̪͊̽Í̯͜ ̼̪͂̚t̜̹͑͛r̮͖͂y͕̳̽ỉ̫͕̕n͖̂̄g̥̼͠ ̨͓̄͗t͙̠̾ŏ̱̼͋ ̳̆́a̖̋̾c͎̫̋c̨̼̀̄o̫͂͝m̫̿̎p͍͐l̡̑̎i̡͐ś͈͔ḧ̪́ ̣̎ỉ̭͇̈n͓̭̅d̲̲̅̕ĕ̫̰e͇̭̚d̜́?" - 42 growled - "Î̥ ̫̉͐d͇̚o͑́͜n̤̬̈́'̺̣͂ṫ͈̒ ͓̝̈k̰̈̋n͎͐̑o̰̿̚w͇̾ ͚͋͋î̙́f̣͍̊̇ ̰̤̄t̯̣̑ḥ͝e͓̤̎r̞͍̿ḙ̤́ ĩ̮s̟̣̀̾̈ ͙́̿ȁ̺̖n̤̈́y͍͒͝t̛̘͑h͇̮͊̿i̺͝n͍̹͌g̛̪ ̡̙̾̍ţ͉͗h̜̃̔a͍͋͋t͈̐ ̖̠͊I͇͌̽ ̮͝r̝̀̃ë̟ã͚̮̅l͔͓͌l̛͙̫̏y͚͛̇ ̭͙̎ẁ̤̏ä̘́̑n͝͝ͅț͊̅e̫͙̒d̞́͘ ̮̌̌t͎̣̄̈́ǫ̖͆̌ ̱̻́̄ǎ̡̀c̤͊̑c͍̊̕ͅo̙̜͆̐ḿ̮͚͗p̜̐̑ḻ̺̾i̤̋̕s͓͝ḫ̲̈".
It seemed like 42 was going to say something else, but it was like it had a lump in its throat. None of the doppelgangers came up with anything to say for now. So 42's face returned to its usual state - it flattened and only a Galaxy- or fingerprint-like swirl was there. Its speech went back to only saying "42".
4̱͂͋2̝͛̃ ̗̬̃̅4̢͍̄̃2͍̩̌ ̪̰̈́4͖́2̞͂̚ ͓̞͂4̠͘2͆̽͜ ̻̓4̰͆̉2͔͓̈́̑ ̘̆̋4͓̈́2͖̘͒̊ ̧̈́4̼̐2̡̟̌͊ ̺̗̽̇4͕̔͂2̼̔̒ ͙̻̕4̤̒2̯̩̂ ͈̾4̙͉̂̅2̩́͘͜ ͔́4̦̀2̢͔̿̄ ͍̥͌̽4̩͙̈͋2̖͌̅ ̡͙͌̚4͇̏̅2̧̣̈́͋ ̹̖̍̐4̰̀2̝͛ ̉ͅ4̙̗͗̌2̼͊̚ ͇͍̉4̤̄͋2̧̍ ̟̅4̱̋2̭̽̚ ͓́̕4̹̑2̗̮̓͒ ̯͉̌́4̦̂2͊́͜ ̖̈͆4͚͚̽2̜͋͐ ̯̱̈͌4͈͝͝2̯͈͘͠. 4̧̝͆̀2̫́̽ ͔̦́̅4̫̰̽2̘̅͌ ̣͈͗̈́4͈̱̍2̬͙̈́ ̤̅4̺͒͊2̡̒̽ ̛̬4̧͍̀2͓͉͋̿ ͇͕̃4̮̳͝2̘̙͂ ̝͌̎ͅ4̯̟̈́̍2̞̾̓͜, ̮̆4͍͋2͖͒̽ ̜̰̓́4̹͓͌͂2̥́̾ ͉͌4̟̟͛2͕͎̚̕ ̞̐͛4͖͝2̧̞̄̔, 4͕͝2͕̃ ͉̯̓̊4̪̖̾̀2̗̀́ ̪͊4͕̾͂2͈͝? 4̧̏̕2̥́̿ ͈̤͗4̘̋̚2̜̮̈́̌ ͛̚ͅ4̳́2̭̇ ͓̯̂̕4̹̔̇2͙̱̋ ̦͆͠4̳͌̿2̙͕̐ ̳͙̓̎4̮̈̌ͅ2̺̈ ͕̽̔4̢̲̆2͍͖̿ ̢̎4̤̳̅̕2̨̱̅̈́, 4̰̬̀2̨̨͐͋. 4̛̱̻̈́2̫͐́ ̜̟̄4͚̾͛2̲̙̎̊ ̳̝̊̄4̬̽2͓͇̃ ̠͔̏̈́4͖̤̽̈́2̺̋ ̣̈̓4̢̀2̥͘ ̗͗4̡̦͆͝2̩̀ ̠́̿4͎͑2̨͇͑ ̥̠̍4͈͛2̪͋͝ ͓͋͂4͍͈̒̂2̰̅͠.͖́
( But the most interesting part is that there are still some who do not see me as a threat that much. I do not know the reason myself, but it is something, is it not? I do not insist on it being true, though. And I do not insist on you believing me. )
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