#i want all of it give me a manga and a console game and then turn the mobile game back on KEK

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love is hard for park sunghoon (or is it?) — psh

office employee!sunghoon x fem!reader; genre. dating for convenience to real love, fluff notes. small drabble based on the manga ‘love is hard for otaku’ bc sunghoon gives nifuji vibes in these glasses!

otaku — is a japanese word that describes people with consuming interests, particularly in anime, manga, video games, or computers

sunghoon was positive that he was unlovable. he was a video game otaku who slaved away at his nine to five job and had rarely felt the touch of a woman. that was until you came along, like a bright ray of sunshine moving into his cloudy life. you were very different from him, loud and obnoxious at times with a very outgoing personality. sunghoon claimed that you weren’t his type, but the lie was long forgotten when he looked at your beaming smile and bright eyes.

for some reason that sunghoon couldn’t comprehend, you were interested in him. you talked to him first and were the reason behind the man becoming a flustered mess. sunghoon tried to tell you that being interested in him was a bad idea, his relationships never worked out because of his workaholic attitude and obsession with his handheld gaming device.

“you too? my past boyfriends never understood my obsession with mangas and idols. but it seems like you would!” you said, your voice twinged with excitement. after that you had basically proposed the idea of dating for convenience and oddly, sunghoon agreed. maybe it was because he was just lonely and severely touched starved— or maybe it was because your stunning smile made sunghoon’s heart skip a beat or two. he supposed if the two of you were dating for convenience, it wouldn’t be crazy to actually fall for one and other…right? he was your ‘boyfriend’ after all, it only made sense.

sunghoon couldn’t help himself. you were so understanding and you could relate to his lifestyle unlike people he dated in the past. you also never left sunghoon alone, even when he was furiously smashing the buttons on the controller of his gaming console. you would casually sit behind the man, legs thrown over his as you read your manga.

“you comfy back there?” sunghoon spoke up, readjusting his glasses and clearing his throat. he hoped that you couldn’t feel how hard his heart was beating or the way his body had become hotter under your touch.

“yeah i’m good.” you mumbled, a slight smile on your lips as you nuzzled the side of your face into his back. your eyes never left your manga and sunghoon could tell that you were highly invested.

“did you need anything?” you asked, surprised that sunghoon even spoke. whenever he played his game, he went silent. the only sounds that emitted from his mouth were annoyed grunts and a slew of curses.

sunghoon sighed and turned off his game, detaching himself from you to put his controller away. you whined at the loss of contact which soon turned into a gasp when sunghoon practically pounced on top of you. he took the manga from you, the book seeming so tiny in his large hands when he snapped it shut.

“m’sorry i’ve been neglecting you.” sunghoon mumbled, his glasses slowly sliding down his face. you pushed them up with your finger, smiling at the way they slid down his nose again.

“you don’t have to apologize. we decided to date because we understand how each other operates, is that not correct?” you asked, surprised that sunghoon decided to apologize. you felt it was unnecessary, you were just happy that he allowed you to be in his presence.

“but i want to. you’re…different from other girls I’ve been with…in a good way of course. and for some reason, that makes me actually want to give you my attention.” sunghoon explained, the delivery of his words sounding extremely awkward. you giggled, finding it amusing how inexperienced he was when it came to relationships, but you appreciated his honesty anyway.

“if that’s your way of saying that you’re attracted to me— then I feel the same.” you said, reaching up to mess with sunghoon’s hair. he caught your hand mid air, bringing it back down to his lap before playing with your fingers.

“yeah um, i am positive that i’ve fallen for you. i know we only dated for convenience but, i really do like being in a relationship with you.” sunghoon confessed, avoiding eye contact with you. using your free hand, you grabbed his chin, turning the man’s face to look at yours.

“i really like being in a relationship with you too, hoon.” you replied, a small smile on your face. sunghoon was sure he would’ve combusted on the spot due to the way your nickname for him rolled so easily off your tongue. the man had never felt such emotions before and he was surprised by how much of a hold you had on him. he was sure that he would get down on his knees and beg for you— if you wanted him to jump, he would ask ‘how high?’.

sunghoon smiled, an actual real smile where you could see his adorable fangs. you hadn’t seen much of the expression before, but at that moment you concluded that it was your favorite thing in the world.

“can i kiss you, sunghoon?” you asked timidly, watching as the man’s eyes widened behind the frames of his glasses.

“yeah…yeah of course you can.” he answered, his heartbeat picking up the pace by a tenfold. you smiled at his nervousness, leaning over to place a hesitant kiss on his lips. before you could pull away, sunghoon grabbed the back of your head, holding you in place as he deepened the kiss and forced you to open your mouth a bit more. you let out a low whine, the sound going straight to sunghoon’s gut. he shivered against your body, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his lap.

“what are you doing to me?” sunghoon groaned once he pulled away, moving his face to hide in your neck. you chuckled and patted the top of his head.

“it’s just my charm. only a select few can see it so, congratulations! you’re special!” you explained, playfully tapping the man on his nose. he scrunched it up cutely, letting out a small chuckle at your enthusiasm.

“yeah, lucky me.” sunghoon mumbled, his voice monotone as ever. to most people, it may have sounded sarcastic and as if he didn’t actually mean it. but sunghoon’s lovesick eyes said otherwise…and you knew sunghoon better than most people.

©neos127

[cho-aaacho]

(Hc's) Gamer Boyfriend! Gojo Satoru

Masterlist

Tags : Teen Gojo, Gamer Gojo, Classmate Gojo, Soft Gojo, Secret Crush, Best Friends to Lovers, Idiots in Love, Reader is Genderless.

The first time you met Gojo Satoru, you thought he was a typical basketball captain with a sunny aura emanating from him. He rarely talks to any other classmate; come on, he's so popular.

At that time, it was a nice summer in Tokyo. You and Shoko were cleaning the class, and he suddenly approached you, patted your shoulder, squeezed them a bit, and asked, "What is your Game ID?"

"Excuse me? I don't play such games, Gojo-kun."

"I'll teach you."

Such a weird boy, to be honest.

He brings two PSPs to school so you can play with him during lunch break.

"You know it's illegal to bring a console to school, Gojo-kun."

"Well, I have permission from Yaga-sensei. He gifted me that PSP as my birthday present. Hey, watch out; you'll lose."

He memorized all the gaming YouTubers' names along with their most-watched videos.

He wears a headband while playing games.

He is the leader of a gaming community's gang. It wasn't a bad gang; it was just a group of gamers who loved to share their interests.

He can spend 13 hours playing games on weekends, and he'll come out of his room only when his dad yells at him or when you visit his home.

Sleeping in class has become a habit for him. When he does that, he'll snuggle on your lap to hide his face from Yaga-sensei.

But Yaga-sensei always caught him.

His favorite song is Resident Evil—The Save Room, and he'll play that song while cleaning the classroom.

He always messages you when he's ready to play games. It almost makes you dizzy because he always spams you when you don't reply to him.

Despite how bad you are at the game, he'll teach you patience, talking in soft tones while guiding you step by step.

He rarely opens the mic, but when he does, he'll mock the other players and say how bad they are at the game. He's so aggressive, but you find it cute because he always tries his best not to include you.

"You're my best friend. I would never hurt you. Our team is just stupid; let's play another game, shall we?"

He loves Manga Cafes so much. He always invited you to join him and read all his recommendations.

"This manga is so good, but the MC is so lame and stupid."

Gladly to holding your hands in Akiba and making sure you don't fall or bump into someone else. His palm is so warm and big.

His mom loves you, and whenever he invites you to his mom, Mrs. Gojo will give you a nice and delicious cake along with expensive tea.

"Where's Satoru?" — Geto Suguru.

"He's in the manga cafes, I guess." — Ieiri Shoko.

Absent from school has been your weekly activity with him. But he doesn't want Yaga-sensei to catch you two. So you'll spend your time at his home, eating cake or ice cream, playing games, and taking a nap.

Of course, he didn't do anything else besides playing games or napping. He's a gentleman, after all. A good boy.

You can find him on Reddit.

He uses a combination of your name and his as a password for his computer, he even changes his Game ID to that.

He never cheats at games.

He is an admin of a Discord server and is talking about an underrated game.

"Hey, I know you and Satoru are close like a flower and water. But make sure to not miss my class, okay?" —Yaga-sensei

He hates Gacha games so much. He thought it wasn't a game at all. "My gacha luck is so bad this month. Oh, damn."

He has two different Twitter accounts. One with a cute avatar and only follows you. The other one he uses to share his gaming progress.

Gojo may be in love with you. Because every time you interact with someone else on the Discord server, he'll kick them; remember, he's an admin.

He loves to lean his head against your chest while playing games, and when he falls asleep, you let him be. He’s so dramatic but cute at the same time.

"Hey, I know it sounds crazy and lame, but hear me out. I don't know what will happen to us when we graduate. But I want to be your gaming buddy until we are old. Even if I have dementia, I will find another way to remember you."

"I want to spend my life with you, not only to play games but also to do everything with you. Because I love you."

[codenamesazanka]

I need help writing the league of villains for a fan fiction. Like can you give me tips on to write their dialogue and stuff like that

Thanks for the ask! Here are some things that I think would be helpful, but please be aware that it's my approach to writing the League the way I interpret them. I'm sure there's people who finds my fic wildly inaccurate in terms of characterization. Sometimes I go back months later and disagree with my own stuff, given new information or outlook. You'll have different interpretations than me, and that's okay. And thus,

Tip #1: First of all, it’s fanfic, it’s fun, and it’s yours. You can do whatever the heck you want! It does not matter at all what you do with the characters, their dialogue, their personalities, their relationships, etc. I’ve read plenty of AU fanfics where I could not recognize Shigaraki Tomura/Shimura Tenko, despite the character having the name, but I still liked the story okay. Really, it’s all up to you and what you want. 

That said, to actually answer your question:

Tip #2: Re-read the manga. Read the scanlations - multiple versions from different scanlation groups. Read the official. No version will be perfect, some are better than others (Viz Official has its issues, but it is done by a professional translator and I tend towards it; Fallen Angels (Chapters 1-150s) was the first to scanlate and iirc they even included translation commentary at the end of their chapters; I found mangastream to be more accurate than Jaimini (Chapters 150-250s)), but having a variety of translations will give you insight into the intention of a dialogue, and different ways of achieving it. Read the original Japanese, if you can. 

Tip #2.5: Best way to figure a character, I find, is to describe the panels they’re in as if you’re writing a very plain, objective, impartial image description. Now you have an overview of their outward behavior, their actions, their dialogue. Using that, you have the basis for developing their motivations and personality. It’s the difference between ‘Shigaraki used gamer lingo a few times here, so he is a gamer... therefore he’s obsessed with games and that’s all he does’ and ‘In the first 100 chapters of the story, despite speaking sometimes like a gamer, Shigaraki is actually seen reading newspapers rather than holding a game console’.

Put another way, don’t assume generalized descriptions or traits for a character and write them based on that. You risk writing a trope or archetype or situation rather than the actual character. 

When a loved one dies suddenly, people will be in shock, before sobbing and weeping uncontrollably. That’s generally true, but the character may manifest grief in a different way. Someone close to Toga is killed - what does she do? You can write her breaking down crying, that’s perfectly reasonable. But if you look at the manga, when Twice is killed, she doesn’t cry right away. She gets angry; she lashes out. She’s deeply hurt by his murder, of course! But the tears she sheds for his passing are few in the immediate aftermath - her grief mostly takes the form of slicing Heroes’ throats.

Tip #3: Read everything else, for inspiration, for background knowledge, for tone, for your own gain outside of fandom.

Just the other day, I read Real, the wheelchair basketball manga by Inoue Takehiko. Its three main characters are marginalized by proper society - two because they’re disabled, one because he’s a high school dropout - and there were moments where I was reminded of the League’s situation. In the first chapter, the high school dropout makes a final visit to school where his teachers didn’t think much of him, and his classmates looked down on him. As he leaves, he thinks to himself that everything he does ends in failure and he’s an idiot, all the while he takes a dump at the school gates as a parting gift.

While I can’t see anyone from the League doing that exactly shot for shot, the spirit of it - being seen as a fuck up, being unwanted, being defiant in face of that, even in a inadvisable way - is similar.

Tip #3.5: Another book I’ve read years ago is Codes of the Underworld: How Criminal Communicate. It was very informative, and I think back to it sometimes when I write for the League. 

Criminals face severe constraints on communication imposed by the action of the law, and, unlike the rest of us, cannot easily develop institutions aimed at circumventing them. This central feature of criminal lives makes communication and above all reliable communication exceptionally hard to sustain. For instance, the same secrecy that protects criminals from the law hinders their opportunities to advertise their goods and qualities… In the underworld, moreover, punishments for mistakes and irrational behavior are harsher than they are elsewhere. In the world of regular business, failures of communication can lead to a loss of business, but in the underworld they can result in years behind bars, or worse.

I don’t follow it exactly, because the League is in a children’s fantasy story, and maybe this was obvious but now that it was written out to me, I know how to give the Villains an “edge” to them that a non-Villain might not have, because as Villains, they do often logically would to be secretive and brutal and cautious. Dabi walking around in broad daylight meant their hideout was discovered and All Might literally took down the wall to the bar; a breakdown in negotiations with Overhaul meant Magne dying and Compress getting his arm blown off. 

Tip #4: Related, let the League be assholes, because sometimes they are. Let them be mean and cruel and problematic. Sometimes they’ll be jerks to each other. Nearly all of them grew up in bad circumstances where they probably were not taught important lessons and details about respect and boundaries and being nice. They are definitely not going to be aware of the intricacies of fandom's (oft-American and oft-terminally-online) consensus about problematic behavior. And that’s fine. 

I remember once receiving an ask about why Shigaraki would pull Twice’s mask off in Chapter 224. Wasn’t that terrible of Shigaraki? Yeah, it was. It was also the quickest, most efficient way to get Twice to quit his arguing with the rest of the League, so Shigaraki can announce that they are going to rescue Giran (what Twice was arguing for). After that, he puts the mask back on for Twice. If you ask me, I’d say Shigaraki thinks this evens out - he does something mean that he knows will freak out Twice for a moment, but it’s because he’s arguing for Twice’s side, and he’s putting on the mask back at the end. 

You and I would likely never do something like that because we know taking away someone’s important assistive aid, even for a moment, hurts them and we don’t want to cause them pain for even a second if we could help it/there’s not ‘evening it out’/it demonstrates a power unbalance that perpetuates ableism/there are other ways to stop someone and grab attention/we know not to touch someone even the slightest without permission/etc. But does the character you’re writing know all this? Does he care? Does he think it’s worth following these rules? Does he have time for it, does he have incentives for it, does he have the lucidity, does he think he’s an exception because of this and that, etc, etc. 

A lot of things, most people often just don’t know until they’re taught to be specifically aware. As an example: When I was younger, I knew broadly that taking things without permission was bad; but what if I took these pair of scissors from my friend’s desk and used it and put it back before the owner knew? The owner is my friend. They once told me it was okay to take it, so it counts even today, right? It was just a pair of scissors, a common household item. My friend did not care; still does not care. But knowing what I do now about things like violations of boundaries, explicit consent, the continuation of these concepts for the most trivial and mundane things even in the deepest of friendship or familial ties - I feel the need to ask to use something. That’s me and what I’ve learned through the years, though. It’s probably not going to be [fictional character].

And sometimes the League are just bad people. Shigaraki tried to kill Toga and Dabi at their first meeting. Mr. Compress is seemingly a-okay with kidnapping and murder despite his ancestor being more of a Robin Hood type. Spinner likely knowingly doomed his family to even worse ostracism and harassment from his fantasy-racist hometown when he ran off to join a group of well-televised terrorists. 

That’s also fine. They’re not real. They’re fictional Villains, and you’re temporarily using them as hand-puppets to tell a story. 

Tip #5. For dialogue, it helps knowing what each character’s voice/speaking style sounds like. Some basics:

Shigaraki: 

“Shigaraki speaks with the normal masculine contracted speech, but with a sinister tone. Surprisingly not very cussy. He likes aggravating other people though.”

Caleb Cook notes that Shigaraki talks like an overgrown kid. (In comparison to ReDestro, who “uses more SAT words, since he’s had a formal education.”)

He can be a sarcastic smartass.

Kurogiri:

“Kurogiri is Extremely Polite”

He only refers to Shigaraki as ‘Shigaraki Tomura’. Always the full name, always just that.

He speaks very formally and respectfully; however, there is also a nastier side to him that comes out when he faces off Heroes: Saying to All Might, “I can't say I like the idea of having blood and guts inside my gate, but… if they're yours, I’ll happily oblige.” (Chapter 18); mocking Eraserhead and Mic when they're being sad over him, “Have you mistaken this place for a confessional of some kind?” (Chapter 254)

Dabi: 

“Dabi is like Shoto but ruder, though not to Bakugo’s extent”

He calls people names: Toga most often, as 'crazy'; he called Spinner 'lizard' once; when he first met Shigaraki, he said 'gross'.

Note that all the examples above are people younger than him; as far as I know, Dabi refrains from name-calling his allies who are older than him: Compress, Twice, Skeptic.

He inexplicably politely calls Ujiko ‘Ujiko-san’.

Compress:

“Compress is kind of like Sero. He’s got that trickster tone to him. Gets rougher when things don’t go his way.”

Likes to call himself an ‘old man’ at age 32; talks like an older gentleman as well. 

Twice: 

Twice contradicts himself a lot. Generally, he says one thing, his alter then says the opposite of that immediately afterwards. 

However, when things are urgent or serious, his alter’s speech fades. See Chapter 148, when he confronts Shigaraki about the Overhaul plan - he spills out his feelings with no contradiction. See Chapter 224, after they find out Giran’s been kidnapped - when arguing with the League about whether to say Giran, he’s completely coherent. 

Twice argues back with the alter sometimes, rather than the alter simply blurting out the opposite of what he says. 

After he gets over his clone trauma, the alter seemed to have…integrated into himself? He still speaks in contradictions, but less so, and it doesn’t seem to be a separate voice speaking out involuntarily

Spinner: 

“Spinner also speaks the normal masculine contracted speech like Kirishima and Kaminari, but he talks like Tokoyami during the Forest Lodge arc because he’s a Stain chuuni.”

An average, normal guy, compared to the rest of the League: not very polite, but not particularly rude; no great wit or affect (after he stops being a Stain fanboy), but not unintelligible; game references infrequently.

Giran: 

“Giran is also like speaks the normal masculine contracted speech similar to Shoto, but he’s a lot more mature.”

He calls Shigaraki “Shigaraki-san”, being polite towards him as a customer. 

He calls Twice by his last name, ‘Bubaigawara’, likely because they seem to be friends beyond just business. 

Toga: 

Toga is a generally polite girl, talks like a teenager. 

She can be bad at explaining herself! Seems to forget the people are lacking context for the things she says. “Hey, my best friend Jin just got killed by a Hero, which makes me sad, as well as worried that I'm going to be cut down like nothing as well, especially because I've been told how abnormal I am, even though I think I'm a normal person just like you, because I have emotions like love and fear, as any regular human does, and that lifetime of repression has hurt me.” -> Whatever she actually says to Uraraka in Chapter 289.

Only Toga uses first names with honorifics with the other League members. This is her being cute and desiring familiarity, but still polite. 

　◦ Twice is ‘Jin-kun’

　◦ Shigaraki is ‘Tomura-kun’

　◦ Dabi is, at first ‘Dabi-kun’; after she finds out he’s Touya, he’s ‘Touya-kun’ 

　◦ Spinner is ‘Spinner-kun’

　◦ However, Mr. Compress is simply ‘Mister’ 

Conversely, only Mr. Compress and Twice call her ‘Toga-chan’. All the 20-somethings dudes call her just ‘Toga’. 

*Note what the League calls each other. They all call each other using Villain names. If the male members of the League are using first names and honorifics for each other, they’ve either gotten extremely close and intimate and weirdly polite, or they’re being possessed by AFO. 

Tip #5.5. Instead of fretting over writing good dialogue right away, just write whatever you need to get a scene over with. You can go back later to change the tone and speaking style of the sentence.

Here’s a line I had for Dabi at first: 

“Whatever hospital he works at should be shut down for incompetency in background checks.”

Wayyy too formal. Here’s the line after I went back and fixed it:

“Whatever hospital he works at should be shut down for being shit at background checks.”

Still not my best shot, but better. Sometimes all you need is just to change a word. 

Tip #6. Humor. The League is ridiculous and hilarious. Always try to have fun with their interactions and antics.

[bubuslutty]

IM DYING SCREAMING AND ROLLING ON THE FLOOR OF MY ZOO ENFLOSURE

NERD KÖNIG IS SO XJKAIFBL huge muscle man working in comic book store?!! Give me doubles I SWEAR

hehehe im so happy I got ppl who know that nerdy König working In a comic store would be so fucking hot. Like just imagining it makes me want to do stupid stuff like walking in there dressed like sin and watch him sweat himself half to death while I ask him if they have batman comics <3

He works at a comic store because he likes comics and more often than not, he doesn't have to talk to anyone, just rearrange the shelves and order new runs of comics and manga.

But he's also huge, built like a fridge on steroids. When he's not working, he goes to the gym to sweat out all the excess energy. He does it too when he's too horny and frustrated and his hands don't help much, so he goes to lift weights and sweat buckets like a fucking animal <3

He likes the store he works at, some of the guys he works with are okay, some are not, and he even managed to make friends at work. Horangi is one of the guys that König likes to hang out with during his breaks, the man doesn't speak a lot, but when he does, König always snorts behind his mask at his stupid jokes.

Horangi is the guy that looks after the manga section most of the time, he's even responsible for kicking out weird guys who 'come' by to visit their anime waifus. It barely happens, but when it does, Horangi is there to kick a mf out and curse him out.

The shop next to theirs is a shop that sells video games, consoles, merch and such. And König has made a friend out of the workers there; Gaz. Gaz's a cool guy and knows a lot about games, especially RPG. But he also loves playing Animal Crossing: New Horizon, which he does when he's on a break and König doesn't feel like talking much, so he just watches the man chop trees and harass his villagers.

Gaz is kind, charming and funny. Everyone likes him and he manages to calm down clients that get too heated about certain games in their shop, claiming their opinions are the truth. He's also had his fair share of unpleasant clients and has never shied away from putting people in their place. König has watched the man lift weights, run hours and hours without stopping at the gym, and knows for a fact that whoever has the displeasure of pissing Gaz off, will regret it immensely with a broken nose.

now enough abt my babygirl Gaz, let's go back to our boy König.

at work, he's always the one who gets sent to carry heavy boxes and parcels in the storage room, he's the guy that sets up heavy decorations when needed. And he does it without breaking a sweat either. On more than one occasion, he has caught some people trying to steal comics, and he only needed to stick his hand forward, wait until the people placed the stolen comics in his palm like a scolded child, and moved aside so they can run away from the shop.

He does have to say shit or do anything and everyone would need to think 35 times before even thinking stealing something.

[devildom-drabbles]

Story - What's Important

Summary: Beelzebub seeks advice for a new phone background. Main Character: Beelzebub Other Characters: The demon brothers and MC Word Count: ~3.3k Warnings: None, just silliness with a fluffy ending Notes: This story is inspired by a page from the short Obey Me! manga on Twitter (as seen in the panel at the end).  It also serves as a headcanon for what each demon brother has as their phone background (when their relationship with MC is purely platonic, that is). Happy Holidays, everyone!  However you choose to celebrate these final days of the year, I hope you’re able to spend it with the people and/or things that are most important to you. 😊💕

“And...done!” Leviathan declared.  “All the data from your old D.D.D. is now transferred to your new one.”

“Thanks, Levi,” Beelzebub said as he retrieved the phone from his older brother’s outstretched hand.  “You’re a lifesaver.”

“No problem, but try not to eat your phone anymore.  I don’t want to have to keep doing this.”

“Right, sorry...” 

Leviathan picked up his wireless controller and resumed the video game he was playing before Beelzebub had entered his bedroom.  “I meant to ask earlier, but why did you eat your old phone anyway?”

“Oh, it was because of the background I had on it,” Beelzebub explained.  “I was really hungry, so I was going to order some food on Akuber.  But when I grabbed my phone and saw the photo of the Bloody Terrine that Barbatos made for my birthday on the screen, I ate it without thinking.”

“Seriously?!” Leviathan shouted.  “Geez, your stomach always manages to act before your brain can, huh?”  He continued pressing away at the controller’s buttons without looking at the larger demon beside him.  “You’d better choose a new background then, otherwise Lucifer will do worse than just giving you extra chores.  You’ll probably have to pay for the new phone next time, too.”

“You’re right,” Beelzebub agreed, his eyebrows furrowed with concern.  “What if he won’t let me eat until I have enough money to buy it?  Or he puts a curse on the fridge so I can’t ever open it again?”  A loud growl from the Avatar of Gluttony’s stomach seemed to make Leviathan’s room shake.  “Just thinking about it is making me famished.  Levi, what should I do?  I don’t want to eat my phone again.”

The aforementioned demon felt a pang in his chest in response to his younger brother’s worried tone.  “Uh, well, you just need to choose a background that isn’t food-related.  Then you won’t accidentally eat it, right?”

“Sure, but...I don’t know what to change it to,” Beelzebub admitted.

“How about an epic screenshot from a video game?” Leviathan suggested.  “I’ve got a ton of them saved on my consoles’ photo galleries!”

“Is that what you have as your background?”

“My gaming PC, yes.  My D.D.D., not a chance!  Only the lovely Ruri-chan is allowed to grace my phone screen!  Take a look!”  The otaku paused the game again to proudly hold out his phone for his brother to see.  “This is a screenshot from the Season 3 finale when Ruri-chan gives an epic yet heart-warming monologue about her time in the human world.  She talks about the friends she’s made, the battles she’s fought, and the things she’s come to love about that realm, and how she’ll continue to protect the human world no matter what evil tries to stand in her way.  It’s my favorite speech in the whole series!  And by this episode, the animators have mastered Ruri-chan down to the tiniest detail, which is easy for a true fan to notice when you think about the animation style in Seasons 1 and 2—”

“Most of the anime I like has food in it,” Beelzebub interjected nonchalantly, “and there aren’t any games that I like that much.  What else could I do?”

“For starters, don’t interrupt me!”  Leviathan then sighed while pocketing his phone.  He redirected his focus to the screen, unpaused his game, and said, “I don’t have any other ideas right now, so try asking Belphie or something.  Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a legendary weapon to find!”

--

“You’re trying to come up with a new background for your phone?” Belphegor questioned, sitting up from his nest of pillows and blankets in the attic to give his twin his undivided attention.

“That’s right,” Beelzebub answered with a nod.  “I need something that won’t make me think of food.”

The younger twin mulled over the dilemma for a few moments.  “Why not just copy my background?”

“Yours?  It’s a picture of some of the Devildom constellations, right?  That suits you well, Belphie, so you should keep it for yourself.  I don’t want to copy it.”

“Are you sure?  I honestly don’t mind.”

“I know, but I’m sure.  That’s special for you.”

“All right.  Then maybe you could use a different photo of outside scenery.  Is there a specific view that you enjoy?”

"I like seeing a huge meal being placed in front of me at an outdoor restaurant," Beelzebub replied matter-of-factly.

Belphegor shook his head tiredly, partly blaming himself for not clarifying his question further to avoid this predictable response. "Beel, I meant 'outside scenery' as in something in nature, like how I chose the constellations."

"Oh, right."  Beelzebub considered the question more carefully this time.  "I like the beach.  I had a fun time with everyone when we went there last summer.”

Belphegor smiled at the memory.  “That’s a good one.  We did a lot on that trip, didn’t we?”

“Yeah.  We had swimming races, water gun fights, snowcones, broiled deathfish—”  A familiar rumble abruptly silenced Beelzebub.  “Uh-oh, the beach makes me think of all the things we ate there.  I don’t think I can use it as my phone background after all.”

“In that case, any photo from the trips we’ve gone on probably won’t work either,” Belphegor realized, lightly scratching at his cheek.  “Hmm, what else might work?”

Just then, the pair heard footsteps reaching the top of the attic stairs and saw their blond-haired brother peeking inside the room.

“There you are,” Satan sighed.  He appeared somewhat disgruntled at the sight of Belphegor—bedhead, dried drool, and all—sitting comfortably atop the low rounded bed.  “I had a feeling you’d be napping up here when you didn’t show up to our Anti-Lucifer League meeting.”

“Ah, sorry,” Belphegor apologized half-heartedly, “I overslept a bit, and then I got distracted while helping Beel.”

“With what?” Satan inquired.

“I’m trying to pick a new background for my phone that won’t make me want to eat it,” Beelzebub explained.  “What do you have for your phone, Satan?”

“Mine is a photo I took the other day of two stray cats sleeping beside each other,” Satan answered.  “They looked so peaceful snuggling together that I couldn’t help myself.  Before that, though, it was a photo I found of Cat Island in the human world.  Images of cats are always wonderful to see.”

“No surprise there,” Belphegor commented.  “Well, did that give you any inspiration, Beel?”

“Actually,” Beelzbub began, “remember that animal documentary we watched last week, Satan?  I think a background of one of those animals would be nice.  Can you help me find a picture?”

“Sure,” Satan agreed, “but then Belphie and I really need to get to work on planning our next prank, okay?”

After searching through online photos of Devildom animals, Beelzebub settled on a picture of some baby devil chickens, which Satan promptly saved to set as his younger brother’s new phone background.

“Nice choice, Beel,” Belphegor remarked, having gotten off the bed to look at his twin’s phone screen.

“It’s not as good as cats,” Satan noted, “but devil chicks aren’t so bad either.”

Beelzebub smiled warmly, glancing between his brothers and then back to the image within his hand.  “They’re cute, especially that really tiny one that’s with them here.  Ah, that makes me think of how nice and plump they’ll all be when they grow up into big devil chickens.”  His rumbling stomach echoed through the room.  “Oh...  Now I want to eat fried devil chicken.”

“I guess you’ll have to forego a background with animals, too,” Satan concluded with a shrug.  “Belphie and I have to get going now, but we can help you brainstorm some more ideas later, if you still haven’t decided on one.  In the meantime, why don’t you ask Asmo for advice?”

--

“My wallpaper?” Asmodeus repeated while fixing his long bangs.  “Why, it’s me, of course!  I pick a different selfie every day to admire on my phone screen.”

In retrospect, Beelzebub realized that he should’ve seen this coming.  Nonetheless, he figured that some follow-up questions may better aid him in his quest to choose his own phone background:  “But why?  You see yourself in the mirror and on Devilgram every day, don’t you?  Why do you need to see yourself on your phone screen, too?”

Asmodeus immediately ceased fidgeting with his appearance in his vanity mirror and twisted back to stare at Beelzebub with a gobsmacked expression.  “Um, isn’t it obvious?  Who wouldn’t want to see such a gorgeous face gazing at you any chance you get?  I mean, look at me!”  He stood from his chair to gesture to his entire body.

Beelzebub’s brow furrowed as he stared back at the Avatar of Lust.  “...I’m looking?”

Asmodeus huffed in surrender.  “Give me your D.D.D.,” he ordered.  “Maybe it’ll make more sense if you had a photo of yourself as your background.”

“I’m not sure...”

“You won’t know until you try!  Just hand it here!”

Without further protest, Beelzebub relinquished his phone to Asmodeus.  He watched quietly as his older brother opened the Devilgram app and scrolled to a particular photo from his AsmoBaby account.  A few taps later and the image was boldly displayed as Beelzebub’s phone background.

“Is this one of the photos you took of me while we were working out together?” Beelzebub asked, the device now returned to him.

“Yup, that’s right!” Asmodeus admitted with a cheery nod.  “It blew up on my page after I posted it.  You even gained more followers, as well!”

“Really?  But it’s just a picture of me doing a push-up.”

“What are you saying?!  Look closely!”  Asmodeus started pointing at specific parts of the image while he spoke.  “That determined expression, those toned arms, the sweat dripping from your face, your fitting clothes...   Whether it’s this photo or one of my countless selfies, don’t you feel absolutely enamored and energized upon witnessing such a breathtaking figure?  That’s how everyone in the comments felt!”

Beelzebub tilted his head quizzically, not understanding his brother’s—or his fans’—enthusiasm over the photo.  “I just feel hungry,” he stated simply, his hand resting on his stomach.  He had been trying to solve his phone-background-predicament for quite a while without a single snack, and the hunger was now becoming too much to bear.

“Ooh, yes!” Asmodeus exclaimed excitedly.  “Plenty of the comments here mention that they experienced a sort of ravenous urge when they viewed this photo.”

“That’s...not what I meant. ...I think?  Never mind.  A picture of myself—or you—won’t work for me, but thanks for trying, Asmo.  I’m going to the kitchen.”

--

“I’m sorry!  I’m sorry!  I won’t do it again, Lucifer!  I promise!”

Beelzebub halted briefly at one of the breaks in the staircase within the entrance hall area.  He glanced over to find an annoyed Lucifer in the midst of restraining a pleading Mammon who will soon be strung from the ceiling (i.e. a common scene in the House of Lamentation—nothing noteworthy, in Beelzebub’s opinion).

“If I had a Grimm for every time you’ve ‘promised’ that, then your latest debt would be easily paid off,” Lucifer remarked, unfazed by his younger brother’s begging.

“I mean it this time!  I swear!” Mammon declared as he squirmed relentlessly within the strong rope being tied around him.  He then noticed Beelzebub wordlessly walking around them to head to the kitchen, hoping to remain unseen.  “Beel!  Hey, Beel!  You believe me, don’tcha?!  Tell Lucifer what a great and trustworthy demon I am!”

“I’d rather not be involved,” Beelzebub responded, uncomfortably rubbing one of his hands over the other.

“I’ll buy ya a meal at Hell’s Kitchen!” Mammon bargained.

“Mammon is a great and trustworthy demon,” Beelzebub promptly stated to Lucifer.

The eldest brother shook his head with a sigh.  “I can assure you that Mammon doesn’t have the funds to buy even a crumb of food,” he said.  “Perhaps spending the night here will remind him why he needs to manage his money better.  Speaking of managing things, have you refrained from consuming your new D.D.D. thus far, Beel?”

“Yeah, I still have it.  I’m trying to decide on a background that won’t make me want to eat it again.  Belphie and the others have given me suggestions, but nothing’s worked out.”

“That’s probably ‘cause they were thinkin’ about stuff that they like,” Mammon asserted.  “Lemme guess:  You’ve been told to try something with fictional characters, cats or animals in general, selfies, and relaxing outdoor views, right?”

Beelzebub blinked in astonishment.  “Wow, you listed everything they said.”

Mammon gave a short victorious laugh before exclaiming, “Of course I did!  You guys are so predictable!”

“Is that so?” Lucifer questioned with a knowing smirk.  “I believe you’re just as predictable, Mammon.  If I had to guess, I’d say that every time you unlock your phone, you’re met with a picture of my credit card, correct?”

“Her name is Goldie, ya know!”  Mammon paused as the rest of Lucifer’s words caught up to him.  “W-Wait, how did ya—  Whatever!  That was just a lucky guess!  Now it’s my turn to prove how predictable you are, Lucifer.”

“You’re awfully cheeky for someone who’s about to be hanging upside down for the next several hours.  But go ahead, let’s hear it.”

“Your phone background—”  Mammon stopped for a second to create a dramatic effect.  “—is just the default one!”

“You mean the image that’s already there when you get a new phone?” Beelzebub inquired.

“Impressive,” Lucifer complimented the second-born demon brother.  “You were right, Mammon.”

“HA!  I knew it!” Mammon cheered.  “Man, that’s so lame—  OW!!  I-I meant ‘tame!’  ‘Cause, y’know, you’re so prim and proper and a total straight-laced stick-in-the-mud—  GAHHH!!  Quit tightening the rope so hard!”

“Apparently you didn’t hear me,” Lucifer stated with another sharp pull on the ropes, “I said you were right.  As in, that used to be my phone background until some time ago.”

Beelzebub was once again amazed by Mammon’s skill in guessing such information about his brothers, but now he was curious about Lucifer’s phone.  “So, what’s your background now?” he asked.

“It’s a photo of Diavolo, Barbatos, and myself at the castle," Lucifer explained.  "Diavolo discovered that I never changed my background ever since I got my D.D.D. and pestered me until I agreed to replace it.  Making it a group photo was Barbatos’s idea, and that’s how it ended up including all three of us.”

“Do you not like it?” Beelzebub wondered.

“I wouldn’t say that.  I don’t see the background that often because I’m usually using an app on the phone, so that’s why I was indifferent about what the image was.  Diavolo believes that choosing a background makes a phone more personal and special to each individual.  I suppose I can’t disagree with him on that.  Should I ever misplace it, I’ll know right away that it’s my D.D.D. from the one-of-a-kind picture on the screen.”  Lucifer tied the last knot on the ropes and added, “But that's enough talk for now.  I need to finish with Mammon's punishment.”

Blocking out the sound of Mammon’s wailing as Lucifer proceeded to string him up to the ceiling, Beelzebub slowly trekked toward the kitchen while mulling over all of the ideas that his brothers provided.  However, no matter what he came up with, each potential background made him feel hungry in some kind of way.  

Beelzebub was about ready to bury his problem under the weight of all of the food in the kitchen when he passed by MC’s bedroom.  He peeked through the crack in their open door to see them working on something at their desk, their familiar refreshing appearance effortlessly subduing his hunger pangs.  They always seemed to know how to aid him whenever he felt troubled, so maybe they would know the perfect phone background for him.  A knock on the door was all it took for him to be granted access to his favorite human and share his dilemma with them.

MC hummed in thought as they processed everything Beelzebub told them.  “When you think about it,” they began, “all of your brothers chose pictures of things that they like, right?  Or things that are important to them.  What’s most important to you, Beel?”

“Most important to me...?” Beelzebub murmured.  Within the next few moments, a grin stretched across his face.  “I got it.  I know what I want my background to be, MC.”

--

“Okay, everyone!” Asmodeus called out cheerfully after adjusting the tripod that held Beelzebub’s phone.  “Move in closer so we can all fit!”

The seven other inhabitants of the House of Lamentation attempted to maneuver into two straight rows in front of Asmodeus.

“Ugh, I don’t want to be any closer to Lucifer than necessary," Satan grumbled as he settled into place in the front row.

“Are you still bitter that I caught you and Belphie preparing that shoddy trap for me in front of my study?” Lucifer inquired with his arms crossed while he stood tall behind the Avatar of Wrath.  “Next time, the two of you should plan it out better.”

Satan gritted his teeth.  “Oh, believe me:  We will.”  He then shot a glare at the youngest brother beside him.  “Won’t we, Belphie?”

“Yeah, yeah, I shouldn’t have nodded off while we were working,” Belphegor admitted.  “More importantly, Mammon, stop pulling MC away from me so that they can be closer to you.”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” Mammon argued.  “I’m just makin’ sure ya don’t try to snuggle up to ‘em and take a nap on their shoulder during the photo!”

“At this point, it looks like I’m the one snuggling up to you,” MC noted, their side pressed against Mammon’s.  “Let’s all just be next to each other in a normal way.”

Mammon released his tugging on MC and turned his head away to hide his blush.  “F-Fine.  Just don’t come cryin’ to me if ya get drool all over ya.”

“Sounds like someone’s salty about getting rejected, LMAO,” Leviathan snickered.

Mammon turned around to bark at his younger brother, “Shaddup!” 

“Levi, make room for me at the end there so I can be more behind MC!” Asmodeus instructed.

“Huh?!  I have to move over even more?” Leviathan inquired in disbelief, already feeling claustrophobic.

“HA!  Serves ya right!” Mammon jeered.

“Will you stop shouting, Mammon?” Satan complained.

“All right, all right, let’s all calm down,” MC spoke up.  “We’re supposed to be taking a nice photo for Beel to make as his phone background, remember?”

“That’s right,” Lucifer chimed in.  “I expect you all to behave, or else we’ll be retaking this photo all day until we get it right.”

“Beel, is this fine with you?” Belphegor asked worriedly while glancing back at his twin.

Beelzebub nodded with a bright smile, grateful that everyone had accepted the request he had made the previous day.  “Yeah, this is perfect.”

“Looks like we’re all in,” Asmodeus announced.  “I’m starting the timer now!”

The steady ding of the phone’s camera timer counting down echoed in the House of Lamentation’s living room while Asmodeus hurried over to his spot and everyone else prepared themselves for the photo.  Beelzebub’s gaze grew more tender as he looked at each member of the group from the back row.  These were the individuals he was happy to call “family,” and they were more important to him than anything else in the three realms.  Overcome with joy and love, he leapt forward just as the camera’s flash went off, wrapping his arms around those next to him and leaning closer to those in the front row.  The action startled most of them, evident in their expressions captured in the photo.  Although it turned out to be a more candid shot than originally intended, Beelzebub treasured this picture that he kept as a permanent background on his phone.

[overlyimmersed]

Gerheade Flower/Plant Symbolism

So fairies all have flower/plant symbolism, this isn’t news. The major fairies we see in the series all have scents associated with them from flower or herbs. Detail like this are usually not random for works of fiction, and are used to say something about the characters.

The scents are the Primary symbols, but many also have Secondary symbols too such as name association or a visual element.

Gerheade's Primary symbolism,

her Scent symbol,

is Mint as cited by the "Question Corner" of Chapter 152.

allflorists.co.uk says Mint symbolized Virtue.

Greg.app says it means Hospitality. In contrast

nutritionalgeography.faculty.ucdavis.edu say it's "symbolic of Violent Love and Consolation"

I actually think this juxtaposition of positive and negative traits suits Gerheade well. The sharp contrast of both her feelings and actions in the same motion during her conflict with Ban in s3* episode 4 -her loyalty to Harlequin against her aggression towards Ban- displays these qualities well.

*Season 2 if you don't count "Signs of Holy War"

Gerheade's Secondary symbolism

her Visual symbol,

was harder to figure out, as it wasn't directly stated for us and is somewhat ambiguous. I actually discussed this last year where I used information from the Grand Cross mobile game to conclude the flower on her hat to be a Cosmos flower.(However, this was somewhat disputed by @untasdedessin who uses the manga to speculate that it could be another flower in the same family. Since I hold the anime over the manga for visual designs -due to better consistency- I'll be using my own conclusion for this analysis. If you'd like to read Mille's take on it though, click here! They're very thorough, and more familiar with Gerheade than I am.)

According to atozflowers.com Cosmos symbolize Order, Peace, Modesty and Harmony.

floraly.com.au agrees and continues with Tranquility, Innocence, and Joy.

These traits are...well nothing particularly noteworthy, actually. Not for a Fairy -this kind of Fairy at least-, peace, innocence and joy are kinda quintessentially Fairy. This aligns with the rest of her visuals though, despite how pretty she is, Gerheade is actually a rather common Fairy to look at. Her wings, and hair color are among the most common in the Fairy Clan, her eyes are on the rarer side though. All things considered, this makes sense. Being the sister of the First Fairy King, Gerheade is likely among the earliest Fairies born and may represent a sort of "prototype" of the Sacred Tree.

That being said, cosmos, like roses, can have different meaning based on color. Gerheade's cosmos is pink, of which floraly.com.au says this

"Pink cosmos flowers symbolize the more delicate aspects of love, like kisses and hugs. They are also representative of a Mother’s love and femininity. This makes the pink cosmos a perfect flower to give to any woman in your life, such as your mother or grandmother, your sister or an aunt, your daughter or your niece, or any female friends or colleagues."

Want to know more about Gerheade? Here are my other posts featuring her

General Wing Analysis Idle Wing Movements Romantic Love A post where untasdedessin analyses Gerheade's design for me :) My post for Gerheade's birthday last year

[sin-cognito]

Rarepair New Year 2024 ch21: Papyrus/Coffee

SFW

Wordcount: 1666

Papyrus looks defeatedly at the dark skies outside. He was supposed to go train with Undyne this afternoon, but after a quick check to the weather forecast, the two have decided it'd be better to call off their session and report it to another day. It definitely was the right call to make, considering that barely ten minutes after their phone call ended the rain started pouring down like Papyrus has rarely seen.

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Papyrus looks defeatedly at the dark skies outside. He was supposed to go train with Undyne this afternoon, but after a quick check to the weather forecast, the two have decided it'd be better to call off their session and report it to another day. It definitely was the right call to make, considering that barely ten minutes after their phone call ended the rain started pouring down like Papyrus has rarely seen.

It's now been two hours with no signs of the storm lightening up. Quite the opposite even, Papyrus can hear the wheezing winds and the rumbling of thunder while he's pacing around the living room aimlessly. He doesn't like having nothing to do, it makes him jittery.

If only there was someone else at home that could keep him company. Sans called earlier to say that he got stuck in traffic on his way home from work and might not be there for another hour or two, and Edge, Papyrus' other training partner, is out with Blue. The rest of the skeleton crew is also out, some at work, others on a vacation trip, or some on a date at the mall.

Well, there is currently another skeleton in the house besides Papyrus, but Coffee has been cooped up in his room playing video games all afternoon. Papyrus usually leaves the shy skeleton to his own device as he knows that Coffee isn't always very comfortable with spending time with others, and often retreats to his room to play video games to relax. Papyrus has no issue with this, and even joins him from time to time when he's allowed in, but right now he honestly feels lonely with nothing to do and he finds it hard to respect Coffee's wishes to be left alone.

He sits on the couch to watch TV but barely five minutes in and he already wants to go back to pacing the room. He doesn't know if it's the storm that's making him so restless, all he knows is that he's going to lose his mind if he doesn't find a stimulating activity to keep him busy.

A particularly intense lightning bolt suddenly flashes outside the windows and immediatly after the lights go out. Papyrus gasps and freezes. He's not scared of the dark, but this took him by surprise and he needs a few seconds for his vision to get used to the dark.

He hears some noise upstairs and decides to go check up on Coffee, worried that the other skeleton might've hurt himself in the dark. He uses the flash of his phone to light the way and knocks on Coffee's bedroom door.

"Come in," the smaller skeleton's soft voice replies.

Papyrus finds him standing awkwardly in the middle of the absolute mess that is his room. He's surrounded by various gaming consoles, controllers, game cases, mangas, DVDs, and other nerdy accessories that he has accumulated over the years.

"COFFEE, ARE YOU OKAY?"

"Yes. The lights went out and I couldn't see anything and I don't know where my phone is so I have no source of light," he replies, looking around him for the device, but his room is worse than Sans' so it'd be surprising if he managed to find anything.

"YOU WANT ME TO GIVE YOU A CALL?" Papyrus suggests, but Coffee shakes his head.

"No thank you. Can you just help me get out of here with your light? I don't want to walk on my stuff."

Papyrus has to juggle between holding his phone at the right angle to light the floor, holding out a hand for Coffee to help him keep his balance, and gripping the doorframe so he doesn't fall face first into the mess, but he manages and in no time Coffee is out of the room, hugging Papyrus' arm tightly.

"ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY?" Papyrus asks again, noticing how Coffee is shivering slightly.

"Yes, I just don't like the dark very much," the smaller skeleton admits as he clutches on Papyrus' arm for dear life.

"OH, I DIDN'T KNOW THAT! AREN'T YOU ALWAYS PLAYING GAMES WIHTOUT THE LIGHTS ON, THOUGH? I OFTEN HEAR YOUR BROTHER PESTERING YOU ABOUT IT."

Coffee blushes an adorable lemon color.

"Yes but the light of the screen is enough to make it not scary."

Papyrus hums as he thinks of what to do to make his small friend comfortable despite the power outage. He doesn't want to keep his phone's flash up all evening, it will drain up the battery and they'll find themselves in the dark again in no time.

"I HAVE AN IDEA, COME WITH ME," he says as he readjusts Coffee's grip on his arm to a more convenient handhold, before leading the scared skeleton to the living room.

He makes Coffee sit on the couch and tells him to wait there.

"YOU WILL BE IN THE DARK FOR JUST A COUPLE MINUTES, I PROMISE," he reassures his friend the best he can.

He then hurries to his own bedroom and grabs everything he needs, starting with a box full of candles and some matches. It's tricky to balance those plus the blankets and sheets and pillows in his arms, but he manages to get everything back to the living room, where he lights a first candle.

Coffee is quick to pick up on the idea, so he takes over the task of lighting the candles while Papyrus works with the blankets.

Half an hour later and the two skeletons have created the perfect little cozy pillowfort with candles inside and outside to keep everything as well lit as possible. It's still more subdued than if the power was back, but honestly it adds to the charm of the fort, with soft, warm hues that give off a comfortable, almost romantic atmosphere.

Papyrus and Coffee sit on the pillows inside the fort, proud of their work.

Now there is still the question of what exactly to do, because making a pillowfort is nice and all, but it'd be better if they actually had something to do to pass the time.

Thankfully, Coffee's got that covered, as he makes a quick trip back to his bedroom with Papyrus' phone to grab a couple board games that can be played with only two people.

"I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKED BOARD GAMES," Papyrus points out. "YOU'RE ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT VIDEO GAMES, SO I THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T INTERESTED IN ANYTHING ELSE."

"I do like them, I just haven't had that many occasions to play with them since Wine isn't always available to play with me."

Papyrus nods thoughtfully. It's true that Wine is always very busy with his job, so he can see why Coffee has gotten more used to playing video games on his own.

"WELL, I WOULD LOVE TO PLAY WITH YOU," he tells Coffee with an encouraging smile. "AND NOT JUST RIGHT NOW BECAUSE OF THE POWER OUTAGE. WE USED TO HAVE BOARD GAMES NIGHT WITH MY BROTHER WHEN WE WERE KIDS, I LOVE BOARD GAMES AND WOULD LOVE TO PLAY WITH YOU ANY TIME YOU WANT!!"

Coffee's face brightens up immediately. He flaps his hands a little like he does when he's really excited about something, like when Wine buys him a new video game, and it puts a happy smile on Papyrus' face.

They spend a good hour playing Coffee's board games, the small skeleton explaining the rules first before they start playing. Some games Papyrus finds a little difficult, others he doesn't enjoy much because Coffee is simply unbeatable, but there are a couple that he finds so fantastic that he just want to keep playing them all evening.

The more they play together, the more comfortable and relaxed Coffee looks, which is a relief to Papyrus. He doesn't even seem to remember there's a power outage anymore, even though the storm is still very much raging outside. They get updates from the other skeletons here and there, which is reassuring too.

For dinner, they make do with the fruits that are lying around the kitchen, and then they decide to go to bed in their little pillowfort. They set it up with more pillows and more blankets, and even get the inflatable mattress they usually keep for guests. It's a narrow fit for two grown skeletons so they have to squish their bodies together. Papyrus makes sure to ask Coffee if he's not uncomfortable with that, knowing the smaller skeleton often has issues with physical contact, but Coffee shakes his skull.

"I'm fine with this because it's you," he says and Papyrus feels a warm pride bloom in his chest.

They blow some of the candles around them so they don't accidentally set anything on fire while the two fall asleep, but keep the rest alight while they chit chat.

"CAN I TELL YOU SOMETHING?" Papyrus asks at some point.

"Yes?"

"OUT OF ALL OUR FRIENDS, AND BESIDES MY BROTHER, I FEEL LIKE YOU'RE THE ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS ME THE MOST," he admits. He's always felt a special connection with Coffee, like he could understand Papyrus without the need to put his disorganized thoughts into words. Papyrus is aware not everyone is able to follow his train of thoughts all the time, but things are easier with Coffee in comparison. It just makes sense with him. "UNDYNE IS MY BEST FRIEND, AND SANS IS SANS, BUT I REALLY APPRECIATE SPENDING TIME WITH YOU."

Next to him, Coffee smiles brightly.

"Me too," he says, gripping Papyrus' arm again, snuggling it. "You're my favorite skeleton! Don't tell Wine I said that. I love him the most, but you're my favorite."

Papyrus beams at his small friend. He gets it.

They get comfortable and fall asleep like that, in the middle of the living room.

When he finally comes home a couple hours later, Sans blows out the candles and leaves a little kiss on both skeletons' foreheads before leaving them there to finish their night.

[real-life-senshi]

hellow, i hope so far you´re doing ok since i saw you were struggling a bit with your health. though i'm quite new to your content i finally got the time to check some of your writings, i'd say i ended pretty hooked on them ahsfgsdjhs, tbh i'm not much of a fic reader of anything at all, specially since i don't think i have seen anything sailor moon related since my teens lmao. But i still wanted to let you know that i'm glad i have found it, as i tried to recall some about the pgsm plot (there's a chance i must have ended rewatching it ahsjhdsj and my gosh there were so many subtle things i missed 'cause i watched it when i was quite young haha) there were some other things that came to my mind that i wish were explored on the series, curiously most of it i found it on your fics 🤣 (i really like the way you expanded the pgsm characters through your stories) there were even some parts when i could 100% visualize them, may i have randomly doodle some stuff, who knows(?, oh! and your drawings as well, i saw this one about the Final Act *chef kiss*👌

There are other things i'd like to comment but i don't want to spoil anything as in Ao3 there are only 6 of the rest unlike the other fic site; i'm a big fan of the V manga (it's probably the one i sometimes read to remind myself why Minako is one of my fave characters ever! though my 11 year old self would disagree cause was obssesed with Manga/tokusatsu Mars😂 ) and also the continuity of the past life lore, whether if at some point in a near future as long as you're doing ok, please take care, for real. I'm looking forward to stay tuned if there's anything new from you 🙌

omg omg omg omg!!!!

You are the sweetest! 🥹Thank you for dropping by and leaving this lovely message in my inbox. Your keyboard smashing makes me go askdfhdsafdk as well! It's the highest praise one can give me. LOL😂

And jfc your amazing EoT based art? And there's potentially more doodles???? I can't believe that's happening to one of my stories. It's just not something I thought would ever be possible I don't even know what else to say except for repeating 'thank you' x10000 time.

Your message definitely encouraged me to finish chapter 7 instead of stalling some more. Made my week knowing one more person enjoys my attempt at writing a sequel. <3 My plan for the story is so ambitious sometimes I wonder if I'll be able to finish it. I even have plans to write a past life prequel and hope to do a bridging Black Moon story before introducing a Mugan arc sequel to EoT... That's 3 more stories total... and right now writing at a snail's pace, I don't know if that's ever possible... :'(

I'm finally on the road to recovery so it's getting easier for me to sit in front of my laptop for hours on end again. I've been mostly using video games to distract myself from the discomfort coz I can easily change positions while holding the console with no problem. With a laptop... there's a limitation with the keyboard for writing and the mouse for drawing. (LMAO I still use a mouse to draw. Never learnt to properly use a drawing tablet, even though I bought one long ago it just gathering dust now...)

Yeah... I think I peaked with the final act illustration when it comes to fanart. lol Knowing I did manage to make something with a quality that even surprised me, I've been overthinking and overcomplicating all the new ideas I want to do and then my brain and hand freeze and things are left as wip. 🙈

I'm really glad you enjoy my blog content. I practically owe my life to PGSM, I Iove the series with my whole being, cheesiness and faults and all. So it makes me really happy when my blog can help introduce or reignite interest in the series for other people! <3

I hope you don't mind me posting this reply instead of responding privately. I want to keep your message archived on my blog coz I love it so much. <3

[galacticlee3]

Mario… Something?

(Lee!Leviathan, Ler!Reader; Obey Me! Shall We Date?)

A gift for the lovely @altheadajoysoul for Squealing Santa 2k22! I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it, and again thank you so much for hosting this year, Hypah!

Summary: Levi has something special to give you, something that brings back childhood nostalgia and helps you make a precious memory with the demon. Can either be interpreted as platonic or romantic.

Warnings: none!

Word Count: 1.4k

Levi-chan

MC, do you have time to come to my room? I have something for you.

You

I have some free time, yeah. What is it?

Levi-chan

It’s a surprise :)

You

Alright, coming!

Levi shut off his phone, looking down at the wrapped gift sitting on his manga shelf. He wanted it to come in by Christmas so you could open it with bright eyes in front of his brothers, your smile as much of a gift to him as it was to them. But unfortunately, the shipping was delayed due to the high influx of travel from the human world to the Devildom, so he had to make you wait. He heard you running down the hallway above his room, a screech followed by muffled apologies telling him you’d knocked into one of his brothers on your way.

As your footsteps got closer and came to an abrupt stop, he brushed off his hoodie and messed with his hair, looking at Henry 2.0 in the tank. “Nothing to be nervous about, they’ll love it,” he reassured himself, getting pulled out of his head when two soft knocks sounded at his door. “Coming!” He called, taking a deep breath and opening the door a crack. You smiled at him, a little out of breath from your speedy trip, and he almost melted right then and there. Determined to keep his cool, Levi beckoned you inside, hoping you wouldn’t be able to see his rising blush in the dark.

He motioned for you to sit down on the couch while he walked over to the bookshelf. “I know you already got something from me for Christmas but this is your real present. It took a bit to get here, but I wanted to give it to you as soon as I got it,” he scratched the back of his neck, sitting in front of you criss-crossing his legs. Levi shyly bowed his head and held the gift up to you, a heavy silver box with purple ribbon tied in a haphazard bow.

“Oh, Levi! Please tell me you didn’t splurge, I love the Ruri-chan blanket you got me already,” you looked down at him, both grateful but also a bit taken aback. Levi shook his head, pushing the gift onto your lap gently. “I-its not splurging if it’s for you, MC,” he whispered sincerely, tail twitching nervously at his side, “Please, open it, for me?”

You nodded your head, gingerly pulling at the ribbon and opening the box. You gasped when you saw what was inside. A white Wii console, two controllers, and a few games were carefully packed with a little note that read Merry Christmas, MC.

“How did you- they don’t make these anymore!” You gasped with wide eyes, unable to keep a wide smile off your face. You had told Levi about your childhood Wii console a while back, the fun you had losing yourself in your favorite games, which were all stowed away inside the box. “I wanted to make you more at home here, you looked really happy when you told me about these, especially… what was it.. Mario, something?”

“MARIO KART!” You clapped your hands and fished it out of the box, hugging it to your chest. “Levi, will you play it with me? I can’t wait to smoke you,” you giggled as he got a competitive glint in his eyes. You loved when you two hung out and gamed, you could tell he felt more confident and you liked spending time with him doing something you both enjoyed.

“Just because I’ve never played it before doesn’t mean you’re going to beat me, in fact, I would be surprised if you did,” he stuck up his nose, taking the box from you and grabbing the correct outlet adapter from his box in the corner. “Wait there, I’ll get it booted up.” He plugged in the Wii and connected it to the large TV in front of you, the nostalgia coming on in waves hearing the starting sounds.

You and Levi spent a few minutes making Miis of each other, sad that there weren’t any purple hairstyle options for him, but having fun anyway making your little characters run around. After a few minutes, you inserted the disc and readied your controllers, teaching Levi the controls and having a few practice laps. “Okay, do you think you’re ready to play for real now?” You wiggled your eyebrows at him where he was sitting across from you.

“I think I have the hang of it now, in fact, I know I’m going to win. A simple racing game? Child’s play, literally.”

“Oh? Then how about we raise the stakes? The loser…” You zoned out in thought, before a mischievous grin made its way onto your lips. “The loser gets wrecked by the winner!”

Levi’s cheeks bloomed an adorable shade of red, for he knew exactly what you meant by “wrecked”. The loser would be tickled by the winner, something he knew you both didn’t mind very much. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t incredibly flustered by it, something you knew, and were planning to take advantage of during the round. Was it cheating? Maaaaaaybe, but you also wanted to hear his precious laugh, something he didn’t share often.

He shook his head, trying to distract himself from the ghost tickles starting to creep up his back. “You’re on, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Levi taunted, trying to hide his growing blush and flustered state.

His Yoshi and your Waluigi drove up to the starting line, buzzing with energy. “3…2…1…go!” You chant along with the screen, blasting off with the CPUs. Levi was not too far behind you, tongue sticking out in concentration. You decided he was too cute not to mess with.

“Y’know Levi, I bet you’ll barely be able to hold back your laughter when I get those sides of yours,” you chirped, keeping your eyes on the screen. You saw Yoshi waver and almost drive off the track, not expecting distractions, let alone teasing from you. He was almost silent, tail swishing behind you unbeknownst to him.

“You get all squeaky when I get near your ears, how do you think you’ll fare now? Asmo did my nails yesterday so they’ll be extra tickly~”

“MC! This is cheating!” He was climbing up the ranks, a place behind you, but he was curling into himself which threw off his game.

“I’m not doing anything, just making some conversation!”

“Can we change the topic?” He said meekly, trying to keep his cool. He came up to you, trying to knock into Waluigi’s car. You knew it was time to pull out the big guns.

“Hmmm. Fine, I want to talk about how adorable your laugh is, it’s contagious and it always makes me want to hug you for being so gosh darn cute!”

Levi lost grip on his controller, letting it go in favor of covering his face with his hands. His ears were pink now, and he was quietly whining in protest of your statements. “Why do you always do this MC… saying things that aren’t true,” he groaned into his palms, refusing to show you the fiery flush on his cheeks. You scoot over and wrap your arms around his shoulders, “You might not think it is, but I do. I find you charming, cute, but most of all someone dear to me,” you whispered, rubbing his back. Levi peeked out of his fingers, sighing, but a big smile broke out onto his face. “Thank you,” he peeped, glancing down at the controller. The one that he dropped. With wide eyes, Levi turned to the TV which displayed a cheering Waluigi in first place.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want,” you said quickly, letting him know there was an out. But he shook his head, still embarrassed to the nines. “You won, I l-lost, fair and square,” Levi reasoned, chest filled with nervous excitement. “What kind of demon would I be if I couldn’t take it?”

With that, you pounced on him, hands squeezing up and down his sides, giggling along with his airy laughter that you loved so much. His tail was thumping away on the couch, letting you know he was enjoying it as much as you were. You two spent the rest of the afternoon like that, gaming and reveling in each other’s stories and laughter. For you both, it was a perfect day with your best friend.

[arya-eats-chips]

Okay so this man.

This man. This handsome, very cool, awesome man. Is Guzma.

He is the leader of a gang called "Team Skull"

He is also part of the Pokemon universe/world.

He appeared as the team leader of the seventh generation of Pokemon.

Sun and Moon and Ultra Sun and Ultra Moon.

I don't want to give away too much if you haven't played the games (which you should) but he is the Team leader of that region and that is pretty much all you have to know.

His team is basically made up of older teens and young adults who have been abused and rejected by society because he too was abused and rejected by society and his parents.

However his team essentially goes around beating up you and your friends and the regions citizens by being gang members and spraying painting buildings and trying to stop you people from becoming champion.

Some details about him:

He's gruff, kinda showoffy, very aggressive and sorta this punk and 'get outta my way' attitude.

But deep down he cares about his grunts and crew and wants be the best bug trainer in the world and he has a soft spot for those who have been outcasted.

He's hard on himself, often times harming himself and going into rages when he feels he isn't good enough or strong enough.

Throughout the games, anime, Manga,and other properties he's in there are minor changes to his personality but overall each version of Guzma shares a lot of the same core characteristics.

He specializes in bug types (his main bug is Golisopod because it is a Pokemon that starts of very week 'wimpod' but evolves into a strong bug 'Golisopod'. So Guzma relates to that a lot)

He likes to drink Tapu Cocoa.

And he's super hot and my F/O boyfriend.

And I, Amber(Zesty) Iove him and only wish the best for him and his life and his crew and I would 1000000% give my life and soul to be a part of Team Skull, because they are amazing.

So yeah pretty cool if you ask me. :3

He is my boi whom I love dearly.

Ok. I don’t have Pokémon games as I have no room on my phone and no gaming console.

Thanks for the summary 😁

[gear-project]

Ishiwatari's approach to canon storytelling is weird, if I'm going to be honest. Going by what you've explained by using Venom and Slayer's encounters as an example, he's picking and choosing what fragments of information from supplemental material that he wants to weave into into the narrative and disregards the rest. He and ASW still clearly regard the novels, Drama CD and (presumably) the manga as canon, so this perplexes me. It makes me wonder if maybe certain events did occur as originally depicted, but may have been erased due to I-no's (and perhaps a little bit of Axl's) meddling with time. What do you think?

I sincerely doubt I-No or even Happy Chaos would necessarily take the blame for oversights in the writing (even if there's no absolute evidence of such an intervention).

As far as most GG content is concerned, you have to consider the idea that each was written at a different time and place each and every time.

For example, Night of Knives was written by the same people behind Lightning the Argent, and Butterfly and Her Gale novels. The same person behind the Golden Disc Drama CD for Guilty Gear X, as well as Side Red and Side Black for Guilty Gear XX as a Drama CD.

Kaihou Norimitsu had a different frame of reference than the current team of writers for Guilty Gear Xrd and Strive currently do.

In fact, to give you a stronger idea... at the time Guilty Gear X was debuting in Arcades, Ishiwatari was still busy putting the finishing touches on content for the original Guilty Gear. So you had two different groups of people working on things.

GGXX and its Story content came out after 2002, and most of the console stories wouldn't be solidified until a year after the Arcade release.

And that's not even including all the legal red tape that was involved between Sega and ARC System Works at that time, which is also what made GG2 Overture such a small game by comparison.

Even the gap between Xrd Sign and Xrd Revelator is significant, so even the localization and writing for both of those games, even if using similar assets, was handled very differently. And many mistakes were made...

But, even then, not all mistakes were just because of the developer... sometimes it just boils down to running out of money for adding content the way they wanted to.

I'm sure if people asked Ishiwatari if his vision matched the actual release of the games he made, he'd give two completely different stories for each.

But it gets even more complicated when it's not JUST Ishiwatari doing the writing... many more staff are involved now, much more than in the old days when a group of 12 people made a single game.

I can only really chalk it up to too many cooks putting ingredients in the soup... and not everyone being on the same page at this point.

[justcallmecj]

A Scheme With Levi

MASTERLIST ~~ PREVIOUS ~~ NEXT

        Levi let go when he had finally pulled both of us in. He pushed his back against the bedroom door and held it closed, like he was worried someone may try and break in, even when he had checked to make sure no one was in the hallway. After a couple moments of awkward staring at each other, he backed off the door.

        "Soo, uh, what was that all about?" I asked. He tried to hide the quick glance over his shoulder back at the door, but I saw it.

        "...What's that now? You want to know why I looked around to see if anyone was watching before I closed the door?" he tried to confirm. Honestly I was talking about the panic against the door, but that answer works too.

        He stepped past me and further into the room. I finally took the time to see my surroundings. The room was fucking massive. Shelf after shelf filled the walls, all filled to the brim with all sorts of figurines, manga and video games. I immediately saw at least 20 different gaming consoles. A notable things was the lack of a bed. There was no bed, not in any corner of the room. The only thing of the like being a lone bathtub. But the most breathtaking part of the room was that one of the four walls wasn't even a wall, it was the glass to a massive fish tank.

        Inside the tank was sand, coral and plenty of other decorations that made the things look like an actual coral reef. The only thing missing was...fish. I couldn't spot a single fish inside that tank, which is usually what filled tanks. In my opinion though, the best part was what the tank did to the room. The tank left a blue tint over everything, like looking at something with sunglasses that have a blue filter on them. I felt like I was underwater.

        Levi's voice brought my back from the multitudes of dreams I've experienced that take place underwater.

        "- it obvious?! Imagine what would happen if someone saw me inviting you into my room! A human who doesn't even look like an otaku, but a normie! You know what people would say, right?!" His hands flailed a little. Clearly he was someone who spoke with his hands and was trying not to.

        They'd probably say 'Yay for Levi! He finally has a friend!!', because the amount of lonely energy you're giving off is astounding.

        "Are you worried that people might gossip?" I opted to say more nicely, only just barely managing to stop a teasing smile from spreading on my face.

        Levi's face filled with blush again. Just how easily flustered is this guy? His left hand came up to block some of his face from my view as he looked away with a pout.

        "Of...of c-c-c...of c-c-course not! Th...th-that's crazy!" How many c's was that? "There's only room in my heart for only one person, and she's animated! I'll always stay faithful to my dear, sweet Ruri-chan, always!" Levi finished his words with a slight stop of his foot. His face went from embarrassed flush to upset pouting.

        I stared at Levi with the most deadpan, astonished face I could manage. Had he really just went on about only loving an anime character? Forever and always? I've seen people be like that, but not the same why he felt. I can practically feel those same emotions roll off of him.

        Levi looked at me once again. "Why would people gossip?! I mean, me and some non-otaku- some normie?! And not only that, a THREE-DIMENSIONAL one from the real world?! It's insane, that's what it is!" Jeez, he is not relenting with this non-otaku and normie shit. Did he not hear me when I said I'd been collecting things since I was a teenager??

        Opting to ignore any further insults, I looked around the room again, hoping to  grab that same feeling of being underwater again. This time around, a certain cluster of books caught my attention. The bookcase was full of hick, hardcover books as big as encyclopedias. I managed to get a better look of the title on the spines.

        The Tale of the Seven Lords: The Lord of Shadow Awakens one spine read. It's a title I've never heard of before, basically confirming my suspicion that the Devildom has it's own literature among other things.

        I felt when Levi's eyes fell on me. As if he could tell something had caught my attention, he asked, "What is it, human? What are you looking at?" I stayed staring at the books. His eyes followed my own and he spotted what had me so intrigued.

        Happiness sprouted from him as his mood increased significantly. "Wait, that looks like...The Tale of the Seven Lords. Are you a fan of that, too?" He moved so he could get a better look at my face. Deciding to be truthful and wanted to have my curiosity satisfied, I answered.

        "Huh? Never heard of it." I finally tore my eyes away from the books and back to Levi. He stared at me like I had just grown three extra heads, which I have seen happen before in dreams. Not that surprising anymore. He then looked at me with genuine concern.

        "...Excuse me? You don't know TSL? And you call yourself a human?!" Levi looked like I just offended his entire bloodline. Also, how does this tie into me being human??? "Just how clueless ARE you?! How could you not know?! Just the fact that you don't know TSL alone is proof that you've been wasting your life!"

        "Um, excuse me? Wasting my life? I have too many things to do in my average life to be 'wasting my life'," I shouted back at him. Have you ever lived as an anime character in someone else's dream, because that is much more fun than watching or reading it.

        Levi's face changed to look like that instead of offending his entire bloodline, I had just killed them. He quickly changed up again and smiled. A smile somewhere in between smirk and smug.

        "So, I'm going to do you a favor and teach you about TSL. Make sure you pay attention!"

        Levi then went on a ramble. Basics of the series are, it's a series of fantasy novels. Written by Christopher Peugoet. There are138 volumes of the damn thing. Most widely read fantasy series in the world. Theatrical versions, animated series and feature films. Translated to 182 different languages.

        Honestly, he was spewing out too much information for my to actually retain. I vaguely recall Levi speaking about a version that was a disaster for some reason. Then a remake that was far better for reasons I didn't care about. I also think he said the name Henry and a not needed female lead?

        I truly stopped listening when he went onto the Seven Lords. Until he mentioned that they were all brothers. Like the seven brothers?

        "The oldest is called the Lord of Corruption. He doesn't come across as being so bad at first, but he's always plotting something in secret." he said. Could that be like Lucifer? "The second oldest is the Lord of Fools, a scumbag who'll do anything for money." Like Mammon, or so I hear. "The third oldest is the Lord of Shadow, a brooding recluse." Levi.

        "The fourth oldest is the Lord of Masks. He masquerades as a high status, upstanding citizen of society, but underneath it all, he's an inhumane monster." I could've sworn Lucifer mentioned something about Satan having a pretty smile that's just covering some act.

        "The filth oldest, the Lord of Lechery, only ever thinks of sex." Asmo. "The sixth oldest is the Lord of Flies, and he only ever thinks of food. Beel, most definitely. "Then there's the seventh oldest, called the Lord of Emptiness." Levi stopped speaking for a moment. I felt a wave of uncertainty wash over him. "He's weird... you never know what's running through his head!" he said while wringing his hands together. That must be the last brother, the one I have yet to meet.

        Strange how each of the Seven Lords matches with a demon brother. Could this be foreshadowing at its finest?

        I then tuned Levi out again, only catching bits of fanboying over the protag, Henry, and the Lord of Shadow.

        There it is again. That itchy feeling of a Dreamer. I feel it more clearly now. The Dreamer isn't far, but the connection is muffled, blocked. Like something was physically standing in between me and their dreams. Honestly, it was annoying. The itch is there but with no way to satisfy it. Antagonizing if you ask me. I'll try and investigate tonight.

        "-I wish I could be like the third lord. I may be a recluse like him, but we're totally different, because he's got an amazing friend like Henry." I snapped back, only slightly irritated with the far feeling of a Dreamer. Not anything I can't ignore.

        Levi turned around- when did we even end up sitting on the floor??- and faced the fish tank wall. His smile became soft and loving as he pointed at a small blob in the water. When my eyes focused on it, I spotted a little fish I hadn't seen upon my first inspection.

        "Check it out. See that goldfish in the fish tank there?" As if sensing we were talking about it, he fish turned and stopped in front of the glass, staring right at us. May be a smart little thing.

        "He's actually names Henry! I love TSL so much that I couldn't help naming him after the main character. But I can't really high-five a goldfish, can I?" Okay, that was actually pretty cute. Even though it ended with a bummed out Levi, it's really sweet how much he adores TSL and the little goldfish. And I totally haven't named things after favorite characters myself! Nope!! Not at all!! Heheh...

        Levi spoke of being jealous of humans because the TSL author is human, we have services to watch anime on anytime, things like that. He mentioned humans' concept of pleasure coming from demons, but I didn't really care. I let Levi keep talking while letting my brain wonder off again, but he didn't realize. I've perfected the art of pretending I'm there when I'm not. Nods and hums in all.

        When I noticed he finished, I didn't know what to say. But apparently, my subconscious did. Without thinking I blurted out, "Right! Screw all the normies! Who needs 'em?" that seemed to be the right response because Levi immediately cheered up and with a fist pump into the air, yelled out "Yeah, screw 'em!"

        Way to go brain, we did it again! Who needs to actually think when you have a brain like mine? Definitely not me!

        And just as quickly as that happiness appeared, it disappeared just as quick. His shoulders went slack and a frown overtook the once bright smile. It kinda made me sad to see it.

        "...All right, enough. This is starting to depress me." he sighed. And honestly? Same.

        "Anyway, I didn't bring you here to tell you about TSL." he said. I kinda figured, but I was hoping you'd let me leave now. Guess that was to much to ask for.

        Levi propped his hands in his hands, which were situated on his lap. Realizing we may be talking for a while, I got more comfortable in my spot on the floor, leaning my back against the glass of Henry's fish tank.

        "I don't think there's any harm in just coming out and saying what you already know is true: Mammon is a complete and utter scumbag." And we're back to this. Why the hell do his brothers keep insulting him like this? At this point, especially after feeling how it effected Mammon, it's starting to piss me off! I huffed an annoyed breath, one Levi didn't seem to notice.

        "It's very important that you understand this. So I'll say it one more time." he continued. Oh I swear- I'll punch you! "Mammon is a hopeless,". Don't test me.

        "worthless,". Don't do it!

        "scumbag." I was ready to start a fight, consequences be damned. Jeez, when did I become so protective of Mammon? Probably because it wasn't the first time I've seen this before. Plenty of dreams are re-callings of memories. In my adventures, I've seen lots of people fall victim to the words of the people around them, especially those of their family. Too many times have I seen someone do drastic things because of it.

        But that's neither here nor there, not now at least. I need to stay here for the time being, until I can get closer to these people and handle things from there.

        I looked back to Levi since I had apparently looked away in thought. His face was scrunched up in anger, clearly remembering some past events, supposedly between him and Mammon. Without me asking him, which I planned to do, he continued with his story.

        "I lent that scumbag money, and now I want him to pay me back. But being the scumbag that he is, he won't do it." I recalled the conversation between the two brothers earlier in the foyer. Levi wanted back money, but it was money Mammon didn't have. Again, sucky how he hasn't payed Levi back in 200 something years, but paying someone something is basically impossible if you physically don't have the money in the first place.

        "I wish I could force him to, but despite what a rotten waste of space he is, Mammon's still the second oldest. As the third oldest, no matter how hard I try, I don't stand a chance against him." Levi said with a bummed sigh. He twiddled his fingers on the textures of the floor.

        So there's a hierarchy among the brothers? The older the brother, the stronger the power. Alright, noted. I have the slightest hunch on where Levi was taking this, but I needed more story before I could definitely say something, so I just asked.

        "So...how did you and Mammon become enemies?" Probably not my best choice of words, but whatever.

        Levi stopped twiddling and looked up at me, slight interest gleaming in his eyes. "You say you want to know how Mammon and I first became enemies? well, it's a long story, but sure. I'll tell you, human." As if to emphasize how long it'll be, he leaned back on the glass like I was.

        Knowing this was going to be long and potentially boring, I once again let my brain do the work and my consciousness do what it pleases. I did leave just a tad more of my consciousness behind so I'd actually be able to get the story later.

        Again, the Dreamer itch stayed there, but, it did change. Sometimes they were more awake, other times they were in a deep sleep. I tried what I could to focus on it, to see if I could get even a little sneak peak into what the dreams were about, but that damn muffling wall was in the way. It put a barrier between and the Dreamers mind. Tonight, when I go to bed and I'm at my strongest, I try again.

        Levi talked for a good twenty minutes, going on and on about his enemy origin story with Mammon. When he was done, I went over the basics in my head, going whatever my brain could tell me when my consciousness returned. Mammon accidentally won a Seraphina figurine and only kept it to spite Levi. In hopes of "saving" her from what were no doubt "terrible conditions" under Mammon's care, he snuck into Mammon's room one night and found Seraphina on the floor. Levi was so angry he attacked the sleeping Mammon. Mammon, faster than Levi had ever seen him moved, slammed him onto the floor(reasonable reaction). Apparently, Mammon sleeps in the nude. Levi then passed out.

        Interesting story to hear your own mind tell you after being frustrated, and I had to use all my willpower not to burst out in laughter. I saw as Levi focused his attention fully on me.

        "You've seen just how fast he is yourself, haven't you? No one aside from Lucifer and Beel has that kind of speed" he asked. True, Mammon had been incredibly fast when he ran from Levi earlier, and he appeared within seconds after Lucifer started counting down on the phone, and who knows how far he could've been from the counsel room at the time.

        Reining in my focus again, I caught sight of the mischievous twinkle in Levi's eyes. He had a plan brewing in his head, and I was honestly a little nervous to find out what it was. Something told me I'd be the main focus of this plan.

        "But if, say a human made a pact with Mammon, and bound him to their service..." Levi went silent in thought.

        I know plenty about pacts. A long time ago, I met a very gentle demon named Zir, a succubus who I stumbled upon the dream of when she was making a visit to the human realm. She told me about them during one of our routinely talks. We talked about them and the conditions pacts mean not only for whoever holds the pact but also for the demon it belongs to. That conversation lead to some other things, and now I have permanent access to her Dream Gate. Remembering it made the skin on right shoulder itch.

        Levi spoke again.

        "...then he'd have to do whatever that human told him to." He smiled wide, getting excited at his idea. This went exactly where I thought it was going to. "Which means that of you make a pact with Mammon and then ordered him to give me back my money...he wouldn't have a choice but to do it." Levi giggled to himself in pure glee.

        Now, I wasn't comfortable with this. I don't want to force Mammon into a pact just for something as stupid as getting back some cash. But, at this point, I could tell Levi wasn't going to take no for an answer. I guess I'll just go along with his plan to see where it goes. My guilty pleasure is sticking my nose where it shouldn't be after all. I wouldn't actually force Mammon to do it, even if I did manage to get a pact with him, but going along with Levi would give me the time to figure out how to get out of this situation. But until then, I need Levi to think I'm just like any other human, which means I need to act stupid.

        "What's a pact?" I asked, raising my brow in question. He stopped to think for a moment, looking confused by the fact I wouldn't know what a pact it.

        "A pact, with a demon...Haven't you seen that in movies and such?" Again, he looked concerned at my lack of knowledge, no matter how fake it may be. I shrugged my shoulders to sell the act. He sigh in defeat and decided to explain.

        "The demon lends his strength to a human to make their wish come true in exchange for their soul." Because of Zir, I know the conditions of a pact, meaning I knew Levi was leaving out information considering my soul was still mine, but I had a role to play.

        "I don't want to give up my soul!" I shouted in feigned fear. Seeing this, Levi rolled his eyes at me and placed his head back in his hands. For some reason, we're still sitting on the floor. For a moment, Henry swimming around the tank in front of us caught my attention.

        "That isn't always necessary. It depends on what's in the contract." he explained. There, now he's said everything. He grumbled to himself. "But, well, you need to give SOMETHING to the demon to make it worth the exchange, so it's pretty much inevitable." Levi propped up again. "If you don't want to give up your soul, then I'll tell you how you can negotiate with Mammon."

        I'd be lying if I say Levi hadn't caught my interest. I was curious to find out what Mammon may consider an equal exchange considering how strong he is compared to his younger brothers. As if he saw my intrigue and wanted to sweeten the deal to try and hit home, he added something else.

        "Also, I'm sure it would be useful having him as your servant. I mean, despite how awful he is, he's still a powerful demon. But I bet you feel worried, being dragged down here to the Devildom and all. So I don't think it would end up being a bad deal for you, either. Don't you agree?" I watched him hold back a laugh. Now, as much as I dislike the word servant in this context, he was right. Having Mammon in my corner would help me a lot, since I'm in a completely new world and none of my Dream Hopping abilities can translate into the Waking Realm like that of a sorcerer or witch.

        Fine then. I'll work to get Mammon into a pact with me. BUT! I will still try and find an alternative to the whole money situation. I don't want to force him into doing something he doesn't, or as far as I'm aware, can't, do.

        Levi was waiting, watching me. He wanted to see as the human in front of him fell right into his trap. That was a satisfaction I didn't want to give him. So, I played the round-about game.

        "How would I go about doing that?" I asked. Levi still hadn't explained to me how to convince Mammon. As if only now realizing that, his face drooped, but he didn't relent.

        "I take it this means you think this plan of mine could work, right? Excellent." He didn't even let me answer." You may be a human, but still...you show some promise!" His face went serious with not a care in his eyes. "Regardless, if I'm being honest, I don't really care what you think. What's more important is that I have a plan, and I'm going to explain it to you now. So, shut up and listen."

        I'm gonna punch him, sooner or later. If I can get him in a situation where I won't be caught, imma deck him.

        Levi told me that Mammon would never agree if I just asked, which is fair. He said I'd need a bargaining chip, something to persuade him. And that chip needed to be something that Mammon couldn't resist. And I was about to find out just what that things is.

I made an on the spot decision to add in an OC of mine, Zir. Is the original Zir technically an elf I wrote for a short story? Yes. Will I continue to use her here? Also yes. Lemme know if you can tell the little thing between Zir and Y/N. Anyway, the next chapter I will completely dedicate to Dream Hopping, that way you get to see it and see what happens when Y/N goes to find that Dreamer, as well the certain demon they accidentally meet while they're at it.

[8bitsupervillain]

Higurashi When They Cry Hou Ch. 3 Tatarigoroshi pt. 3

You never know when you might be sent to go fight a guerilla war young Keiichi. One of my teachers back in high school was apparently on the receiving end of a poop covered trap stabbing during the Vietnam War.

This is just a funny visual to imagine. I imagine that Mion is really hamming up the crying, while Bucket Rena is just whaling away at Keiichi.

See, I can't help but wonder how much of the events from the other chapters have occurred. Obviously the time has reset to a week or so before Watanagashi again, but did the board game tournament at that game store still happen? Did Keiichi still "awaken" demon Mion by giving the doll to Rena? Also Tomita, and Okumura are becoming some of my favorite side characters. They're such little dorks.

Love Rika's little smug face there. Think someone who made the console ports of Higurashi played a Professor Layton game? Clearly that's what this is a reference to.

10,000 yen is 10,000 yen Keiichi. Also, man I miss when you could buy a manga volume for $10, now they're all $14+ prices are ridiculous everywhere you look. Also it's stupid how publishers won't reprint old manga series. "We lost the license to Umineko," how much could that possibly cost? I shouldn't have to spend upwards of $400 for a collection just because some bastard decided to horde all the volumes to try to sell for extortionate rates later.

It's gonna be a shame when Rika becomes a villain in one of these chapters and puts Satoko through the ringer.

I don't really get the visual reference (I think I read somewhere the teacher is based on a character from Tsukihime?), but it's funny watching the small child hurl abuse at her anyway.

See, Keiichi gets it. Sometimes quantity is a quality all on its own. Also Satoko is right about the cruel realities of the realms of finance. Shit's expensive, and it sucks.

So what are the odds that if/when Satoshi gets a character portrait it's almost one to one Keiichi's design?

Is Rika being "strangely considerate" because of their similar circumstances? Them both being orphans because their parents were killed/disappeared by the Oyashiro curse? Or is there some darker deeper motive to Rika's behavior? Part of me wants to just assume it's because of their similar circumstance, but it's probably because she's secretly planning to use Satoko for some nefarious scheme. Maybe she's trying to bring Satoko into the fold of the cult to make her a Furude shrine maiden in all but blood.

Also this doesn't really have anything to do with anything, but my laptop crashed during the Ace Attorney bento box section. Well after it actually, the section right before Satoko and Keiichi got back to his place. It was pretty annoying actually, just need to keep the old adage in mind Save Early Save Often. But then again I think it would be a bit overkill to just keep hitting the quick save key on every new screen. Makes you glad that the skip option lets you toggle it so you can skip "unread" parts as well.

[shinidamachu]

So I know this is a little random but I just saw that a Yashahime video game was announced and it makes me worried that they're still trying to take a shot w/ Yashahime. Are we SURE the anime was cancelled? I don't wanna go through that Hell again. I just want the manga to be over so that Yashahime can finally, truly, and quietly be cast into oblivion for good.

On the 1 hand tho, I do like on how YH starts a conversation in the fandom, even if it's just to shit on it and discuss how awful it is. That's fun. But again, I just remember how draining it was to be in the fandom back then, especially with THOSE shippers being on everyone's asses. It's a constant fear I have that YH could come back.😖😨

Sorry again, I know this is super random of an ask. But I just saw the video game announcement and it got me worried and needing to vent.

Well, since we're venting: talking about Yashahime is so 2021! I honestly can't relate to people still giving that horrible doujin the time of day. It's not canon any more than the anime was.

I understand being hungry for more content and if they're happy with what they're getting, to each their own I guess, but if all we're getting is non canon stuff anyway, I'd much rather validate and support the artists of this fandom instead of those money grabbing weirdos.

Anyway, if it's any consolation, this is the first time I'm hearing about this video game and it's not likely that the anime will get another shot. But then again I live in a Yashahime free bubble and if you're so worried about it coming back I suggest you do the same.

And now back to pretending Yashahime never happened.

[s0me-writ3r]

Valentines with the 7 Brothers

Fandom: Obey Me! Shall we Date?

Pairings: All 7 Brothers x MC (separately)

Categories: Headcanons, Romantic, Self-insert

Pronouns used: none

Warnings and notes: No warnings other than my lack of proofreading. Ya boy hasn't done ANY writing for, like, 2 years, so... I'm back!! On a whole new account!!! The old one was, like, fandom shenanigans or something and "shenanigans" was spelt wrong? But yeah-

Lucifer

He probably thinks it's an arbitrary thing to start, Devildom mythology is different from human realm mythology, so I'm not sure if they'd even have a celebration like it before the exchange program.

Either way, once he knows how much it means to you, he's going to make a point of spoiling you however you'd like.

Want to go out? He's asking when and where. You would rather stay in? Absolutely, he's getting you blankets.

You can try to get him a gift, but know that he's going to make it a competition and try to get you something "better"

One of the very few times he'd just be soft. He's already very affectionate in public anyway - you're his and everyone should know that - but for once he'll admit that he's yours too. You have this man in a chokehold.

In terms of his preference for a valentines date, I think he'd want to go out to somewhere fancy for the evening. He would absolutely get you flowers and a sentimental gift (a ring? Maybe).

He also seems like the kind of man to dance with you. Not necessarily in some event, but the car park after you finish your meal or the kitchen in the HOL if you wanted to bake something together.

Mammon

Man is SMITTEN and very much looking forward to Valentines.

This is his chance to spoil you and (maybe) not get in trouble with Lucifer for spending money! He's absolutely getting in trouble with Lucifer.

He'd absolutely get some very lavish gifts for you and is very much willing to accept any gifts you give him.

Even if you're already a couple, he would feel the need to ask you. He doesn't realise that, for couples, it's usually implied that you'll be together on Valentines day.

He's happy to go out, but he'd prefer to stay in on his date with you. He feels it's more sentimental and he's more comfortable to be affectionate when the two of you are alone.

He seems like he'd give you breakfast in bed (or at least try, he also seems like he'd struggle to cook) and spend most of the day cuddling in his bed with you. And if you needed to go somewhere, he'd carry you there. You are not leaving his side all day.

Leviathan

He consumes what may be an unhealthy amount of romance animes and mangas, he already knows what valentine's day is.

He's got no clue what to do really, but he's trying his best.

He'll get the traditional red roses and heart chocolates for you. It's already halfway through the day when he does and he's been so anxious that he's avoided you all day.

He's staying in. You're not even pulling him out of his room, let alone to a restaurant of any kind.

Cuddles and anime binge/marathon though. That's peak romance for this man tbh.

He'd struggle with gifts, I think. He'd probably get a game for you to play together, a small console like his if you dont have one or matching gaming accessories for the two of you.

Asmodeus

It's Asmo... Yes, he knows what Valentines day is and yes he loves it.

He's going all out for the whole day and buying you literally anything you want, he's so excited and so in love.

He's happy to go out or stay in or whatever you want. He just wants to spend the whole day with you and doesn't care who's around to see how affectionate he is towards you.

He is so close to you all day, always linking arms, holding hands or cuddling. He just needs to be touching you at all times.

While he does normally flirt with others (only if its been ok-ed between the two of you), he's cut all of it off today. His attention is on you and you only.

At the end of the day, he'll show you the cards he was given from other people so you guys can laugh about the poetry and different messages.

Satan

He's well-versed in all kinds of mythology because he loves to read, so he knows the history and stories behind the holiday but didn't realise how important it actually was to you before you told him.

A cat cafe date and mystery book exchange is his ideal date and he won't budge on doing that, but he'll leave enough time in thr day to make sure you get to do exactly what you want (if you dont already love his date idea).

He's not any more affectionate than normal, at least not in a way that's obvious, but every now and then you'll catch him staring at you with a smile on his face while you're reading together.

Spending the whole evening reading together in his room or in the living room by the main fireplace.

He doesn't necessarily strike me as the kind to do crochet or knitting, but I think he would at least try to make a cosy blanket for you as a gift.

Beelzebub

He had no idea what Valentine's day was before you told him. He still doesn't really get it, but he wants to make you happy so...

He would prefer to go out for a nice meal, but he's happy to stay in with you if you want.

He would at least try to bake something for you as a gift, but he can't promise he won't eat it before it gets to you...

All else fails, you guys bake together because he just really wants to make something for you.

Puts his usual routine on hold for the day - the gym can wait because today is special to you.

He's carrying you literally everywhere, no questions asked.

Belphegor

Doesn't know about valentines and says he doesn't care, but honestly? He does care, because he likes how excited about it you are.

Forgets to get anything for you until last minute, he ends up asking Beel to pick up a bouquet for you. For the sake of his feelings, you pretend you didn't hear the phone call or see Beel walk back into the house with the flowers.

He's not going out. At all. You've got no chance of dragging his ass on any kind of outdoorsy date or fancy dinner.

However, sleepy cuddles and kisses in the attic room with him, only because his shared room with Beel isn't as private.

He's normally quite clingy if you're already dating, but if this is the start of your relationship his clinginess is actually pretty surprising. For how much he sleeps, he's quite strong, so you're not leaving his bed.