#if AND IF i had liek. an actionable plan i would just do it lol.

[emlos]

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[tigergendermoved2tigergender]

Remembering the toxic hellscape that was 2015-2019ish SU fandom and just how much hate the show got is really insane when you rewatch the show after it's been a while. Like the show is good what the hell were any of these people talking about

[heirscrchd]

jet 🤝 azula

being so traumatized that your actions over time become far more radical than your friends can handle and so end up being abandoned/betrayed by them

[milkybunbuns]

being the miya twin’s sister

w/ osamu + atsumu

wc: 772

warnings: atsumu landing on breasts, not proper writing

a/n: i got so inspired after reading a bunch of fics on wattpad so yee :D also im legit 100% sure this isnt gonna turn up in tags and im just gonna end up reblogging it. its like if i don’t post for one day tumblr starts to think im a bot or something and my recent works wont show up smhh

You’ve always sided with Osamu as a kid, mainly cause he always gave you food and Atsumu would always be a big meanie >:(

So for some reason, your parents entrusted you to their care for a few hours while they went to a distant relative’s wedding, but like honestly you probably could’ve taken care of yourself just fine, being a middle schooler you were easily able to rummage through the fridge full of Osamu’s food to munch on 😋

Anywaaysss, they took you out cause you wouldn’t stop bugging them about how you were bored and soo yall went to a playground near by

“’tsumuuuu, play on the slides with meee, pretty pleaseee?”, you asked said boi, looking down at your ands to act all cute and stuff lol. Osamu was lowkey confused and betrayed liek, ‘i gave u all my love (food) and you repay me like this? i- what.’ what he didn’t knoww was u had a rlly good plan.

Obviously, Atsumu was oblivious to your plan and was over the moon that his little sister who always loved Osamu over him asked HIM to play slides instead of Osamu. He immediately started boasting to Osamu and as u were climbing the ladder to the slide, Atsumu trailing closely, you put your plan into action. You stomped down on his face, repeatedly kicking your feet at his face to which he yelled at (osamu was definitely laughing in the background). then he fell off and splat into something surprisingly soft, which was a girl who had clearly gone through puberty early. She seemed to be fuming, y’know, mood swings and stuff and legit gave Atsumu the worst beating of his life. Guess who was cackling and doubling over with laughter on the sides? Yup, you and Osamu

It also happened that Aran was passing by and sweat dropped ta the scene, quickly running away to not get involved in it

Ever since that day, Atsumu never trusted you again, honestly at times he thought you and Osamu were more like twins instead of him and Osamu. But then again, he was glad not to the call his grey haired twin a twin of his. After all, his blood was too amazing to be shared with such peasants, maybe you were a lil exception... 👉👈 he still luvs ya y’knoww :3 even after all the mean things youve done to him when ganging up on him with osamu

But anyways, at the end of the day, he’s still your bro and you still treat him with love

He always tries to take advantage of it >:(

Or mocks you :((

Whenever he’s feeling upset, you try cook him his favourite but it never turns out anywhere near as good as Osamu’s, but at least you tried for him.. he actually really appreciates it, even if he might be a little annoying jerk and laugh at ur cooking at first

Osamu to him is more like tough love, will gladly punch him to get him back to his senses and remind him to keep going. but then his ego will just sky rocket :v

When Osamu is feeling upset legit none of you can tell it, unless he actually starts breaking down.The amount of times you've seen him cry? 0. The only time he’s been seen crying was when he was a baby, after he turned 3, he didn’t really cry anymore, so u never got a chance to witness his tears :p

When ur upset oh damn ur in a ride. You’ve seen what they’ve done to people who made u upset and they always comfort u in the best ways, but u seriously don’t want ur brothers hunting down the people who made u sad and forcing them to apologise and bow down at ur feet lmaoo. So basically whenever u get upset, u make sure to wipe away those tears before they arrive so they never suspect a thing cause u srsly don’t wanna be in the middle of the hallways with people apologising at ur knees-

When u do get caught by them, they will legit treat u like a princess for 24 h, i mean that’s their goal but they kinda ditch it half way through. Osamu makes Atsumu be your personal comedian (clown) and will makke u lots of yummy food. They will watch any show with u and u have all rights over the tv remote but sooner or later they’ll ask u what’s wrong after they have finished pampering u lol. They want names boi, names. All in all, yall luv eachother :))

[beelsnack]

Hey there! Love your Writing!! Can I request Some HC/Drabbles on the brothers and Diavolo comforting a Mc(GN) That Struggles with Migraines? (Thank you in advance if you do!)

Aw, thanks Nonnie!

I get migraines pretty frequently, so I’m pretty sure I’ve got headcanons lined up already, lol.

Content Warning: Mild description of vomit. Nothing graphic, but migraines be nasty.

(Side note: I guess these are kind of a mix between headcanons and drabbles, huh? Maybe I should combine them. Drabcanons? Headrabbles? I kind of like headrabbles.)

Lucifer: They hadn’t come down for dinner.

Usually, if they were planning on skipping dinner, they let at least one of the brothers know. But nobody had heard a sound from them after they had finished up their classes at RAD, and they weren’t answering texts or calls.

Lucifer climbed up the stairs leading to the second floor, already formulating a lecture. Tardiness would not be tolerated, neither at RAD or at home, it would reflect poorly on Diavolo if the exchange student suddenly developed a habit of skipping out of obligations, how dare they make him worry - 

He was just about to knock on their door when he heard a soft noise from inside. It sounded like a whimper.

He stilled, pressing his ear against the wood of the door. There it was again. Definitely a whimper, longer this time, laced with pain. His heart seized at the sound, and without thinking he stepped inside.

The human had burrowed beneath their blankets and had pressed a pillow over their head.If it wasn’t for the lights strung up along their headboard, Lucifer would have just assumed the human hadn’t made their bed.

They whined again, spurring Lucifer in to action.

He called out their name. “What’s wrong?”

A pathetic whimper was his only response, and he swallowed down the lump of panic that was beginning to rise in his throat. He crossed the room in three big strides before kneeling beside their bed. There was a small gap between the blankets and pillow, and he could see the way their brow was furrowed, how their eyes were squeezed shut, the thin sheen of sweat that shined over their skin.

As though they could feel his gaze, they cracked open eye and managed to groan, “Too bright.”

Lucifer flicked his gaze over to the soft lights strung up along their headboard. They were so low that even he had a hard time seeing anything in detail. If they thought those were to bright...ah.

“A migraine, huh?”

He didn’t bother waiting for the human’s strained “Mhm,” before reaching behind the night stand where the outlet was. Suddenly, what little light there had been was gone, leaving only the slight glow from the hallway.

“Better?” he asked softly, gently reaching beneath the pillow to wipe their sweat-drenched hair away from their face. 

“...Yeah...” they sighed, the crease in their brow easing slightly. “Thank you...”

“Of course.” Their eyes were already beginning to slip closed as he stood. “I’ll get you some water and let you rest.”

He was pretty sure they had passed out before he finished speaking. Which is why he allowed himself the small indulgence of placing a kiss on their forehead before he left.

Mammon: It seemed to come out of nowhere. One minute, they were walking through the halls at RAD killing time until their next class. The next, they were crying out like they had been stabbed, falling to their knees and clutching their head.

Immediately, he was beside them. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong? What happened?”

They were trying to respond, he could tell, but all that was coming out were short, staccato breaths that ended on a pained moan. He could see tears welling up in the corner of their eyes.

A crowd was beginning to form around them. Curious whispers and hushed gossiping echoed through the hall, and Mammon instinctively scratched his claws along the marble floor to attempt to keep his cool.

They had mentioned something like this before, hadn’t they? That sometimes they got these blinding headaches that left them completely incapacitated for at least the rest of the day? 

“Hey,” he took their face in his hands, rubbing his thumbs soothingly along their jaw. Damn all the demons that had gathered around them, he had his priorities. “It’s okay, I’m right here, I gotcha.” 

He vaguely remembered them saying something about light sensitivity. Honestly, this probably wasn’t going to do anything, but he plucked his sunglasses from where they were hung on his uniform and slipped them over their face. “I’m going to get you to the Student Council lounge, okay? Can you walk?”

After a few deep, shuddering breaths, they managed to stand. Mammon didn’t liek the way they were swaying on their feet, however, so, with a click on his tongue, he scooped them up bridal style. The buried their face against the column of his neck without complaint, and that was when he knew they were really in pain.

“Everything’s okay, your first man’s gonna take care of ya.”

Levi: It was obvious the human wasn’t feeling well. They had their right eye squeezed shut, just barely watching the anime through their left. Every time Luminous-chan started her transformation scene, they were cringe at the sudden flash. He swore he even heard them whimper a little bit.

“Why are you still here?” wait, no, that came out wrong. “I-I mean, like, if you feel sick or something, we can watch it later. You’re not even really paying attention!”

They winced at the volume of his voice, and Levi internally cursed himself. “Seriously, go lie down if you feel sick. I don’t want your normie germs.”

Another bright, intensely colorful scene started, and Levi belatedly realized that he probably should at least pause it. 

They slumped their head against the back of the couch. They seemed to relax just a little bit without the noise. “Being in your room helps.”

“Eh?” Levi looked at them incredulously. “Why would it help?”

“The blue lights don’t hurt as much, and it’s nice and cool in here.” they muttered. “But I can leave if you really want me to.”

“N-No!” this time, both of them winced at his volume.

“You can stay here.” his voice was barely above a whisper. “I’ll just...use my headphones or whatever. You take a nap.”

Satan: With all the things that can go wrong with the human body, the species should have died out a millennia ago.

They were currently holed up in their room, trying to stave off the throbbing headache with Excedrin and sheer willpower. Satan, feeling particularly useless, was doing what he did best - research.

Obviously there were no books on human medical conditions in the Devildom, so that had led him to the internet.

“Aura? Migraines can affect your vision?” he muttered to himself, scrolling down further. “They can cause nausea? ‘May last up to 72 hours?!’“ 

No wonder the human wanted to be left alone. He would be in a foul mood too.

Asmo: “You know, I’m usually thrilled when my partner wakes up looking like they spent the night tumbling around, but something tells me this wasn’t nearly as enjoyable.”

They were a hot mess. Their usually neat uniform was rumpled, and they hadn’t quite been able to get the last button done right. Harsh, almost bruise-like bags stood out against their skin, which had taken on a sickly pallor. 

Joking aside, Asmo didn’t like how the human looked. “What’s the matter, darling?”

They plopped down on Asmo’s bed next to him, letting him fuss with their hair. “I definitely feel a migraine coming on.”

His fingers paused in their ministrations before beginning to massage gently at their scalp. “Poor thing, why are you even up?”

“Because Lucifer will flay me alive and use my pelt to decorate his office if I skip classes.” they shot back, and Asmo was glad to see they still had their snark even though they looked dead on their feet.

“Darling, it’s not skipping if your brain in trying to escape your skull.” he stood, running his long fingers through their hair one more time and quite enjoying how they leaned into the touch. “Now, let me take care of Lucifer, you get some rest.”

“Can I stay here?” they asked, rubbing at their temple. Asmo giggled.

“Well, I’m certainly not going to turn you away from my bed.” he flicked the lights off on his way out. “There’s an eye mask in the drawer next to the lube.”

Beelzebub: The two of them had a routine. Friday night, Beel would go to the gym, come home, and they would hang out in their room and watch so-bad-they’re-good horror movies until they fell asleep.

Since this was an every week thing, Beel didn’t even think to text them and tell them he was coming over. They usually left their door unlocked when they were home anyway.

There was no answer when he knocked, which seemed strange. They were usually here at this point. Maybe something had come up? But they would have let him know, surely. A frown tugged at his lips as he tested the doorknob. Unlocked.

Slowly, he opened the door, calling out to them. “Are you in here?”

A few seconds of silence ticked by. Beel was about to call again when he heard a gagging noise coming from their bathroom. He peered a little farther in and saw the light from the bathroom spilling into the room. They hadn’t even been able to close the door.

Concern washed over him, but he was pretty sure barging into the bathroom while they were sick wouldn’t help matters. He carefully shut the bedroom door behind him. “I’m coming in okay?”

“N-No, don’t -” another gag cut them off. Beel winced in sympathy as he entered the bathroom.

The sight made him want to cry. They were clinging onto the toilet, half slumped to the floor. Their pajama shorts were all twisted around, and Beel could see red marks from where the human had been kneeling against the floor tiles. Tears were streaming down their cheeks as they took deep breaths in an attempt to fight off the nausea.

Beel knelt down next to them, and they didn’t even have the energy to protest when he swept some of their sweaty hair out of their face. “Did you eat something bad?”

They shook their head, then squeezed their eyes shut. “No...it’s a migraine.”

Beel frowned. “I thought migraines were headaches.”

“They make you nauseated, too.” they muttered, reaching up to flush the contents of their stomach down the toilet. “Sorry, I should have let you know...”

He placed a large hand on their back and they sighed, letting his presence stabilize them. 

“It’s okay.” he said, rubbing small circles along their spine. “Isn’t there a drink that helps with upset stomachs?”

“Ginger ale.” they supplied, voice going a bit hoarse. “I’m pretty sure they don’t have it in the Devildom, though.”

“There might be some at that convenience store near The Fall. I could go check.” he stood up, almost instinctively reaching down to scoop them up before pausing. “Do you still feel sick?”

“No, it’s passing. I’m just super tired.” they reached out towards Beel, and he proceeded with the scooping.

“I won’t be long.” he promised as he deposited them on the bed.

“Don’t get distracted by all of the yummy snacks, okay?” they teased, and he smiled a little.

“I make no guarantees.”

Belphegor: He could practically see the irritation rolling off of them.

Movie night was always a garbage fire, but tonight was particularly bad. It had been nearly an hour and they were still arguing over what movie to watch, Mammon and Asmo had nearly come to blows, and Beel was sitting on his own island of pop cans and empty bags of popcorn.

Usually, they found the brothers’ antics amusing, but tonight, Belphegor saw murder in their eyes. And as much as he would delight in seeing his big brothers get fucking wrecked by a human, dealing with the cleanup would be a complete hassle.

“Are you feeling okay?” he leaned in to whisper. They blinked hard a few times, trying to clear their vision.

“I already felt like I was going to get a migraine,” they gritted their teeth as they spoke. “But this definitely isn’t helped.”

Belphie hummed in agreement. “Yeah, I can’t imagine it is. Think they’ll notice if we bow out?”

There was the sound of glass shattering as someone threw a couch pillow and either missed horrendously or hit precisely what they were aiming at. It was hard to tell.

“I think we’ll be fine.”

Chuckling, Belphie grabbed their hand and led them out of the living room. Of course the only one who saw them was Beel, and Belphie merely made a shushing gesture and nodded his head towards the staircase. The older twin nodded and went back to his munching without any fuss, bless his big, fluffy heart.

The human trudged after Belphie, already worn out. They walked past their room, so they assumed they were going to the twins’ room. But they passed that too. 

“Belphie, where are we going?”

He stopped them at the base of the attic stairs. “Someone will just barge in if we go to one of our rooms. Nobody will think about up here, though.”

If their head wasn’t pounding, they would have asked if Belphie was okay going back into the room that had basically been his prison cell for a year. But, their head was pounding, and they didn’t have the energy to question his logic. So up to the attic they went.

It was blissfully dark in the attic. Belphie yawned as he made his way over to the bed and flopped down.

“Come on, I think we both need a nap.”

“It’s late, isn’t this just going to bed at this point?” they wiggled into bed next to Belphie anyway, snuggling deeper into the blankets as he hugged them close.

“The human doth protest too much. Shut up and go to sleep.”

Diavolo: It was irrational, he knew. The human had a migraine, not the Black Death. But still, worry and uncertainty chased each other around his skull like rabid beasts until he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Lord Diavolo?” Lucifer looked shocked to see him as he entered. “Did we have a meeting for tonight?”

“No, no, don’t worry.” he grinned. “I heard our little human friend had to leave RAD early due to a migraine, and I wanted to see how they were feeling, is all.”

Lucifer raised one delicate eyebrow, and Diavolo knew he was blushing. He had grown rather attached to the human, probably more than he should have, considering the circumstances.

“They’re resting right now.” he nodded towards the stairs. “I’m not sure it would be wise to disturb them.”

“Disturb who?”

Both demons turned to look as the human came out of the hallway that led to the kitchen. Aside from their sleep-heavy eyes and the occasional roll of their neck, they looked just fine.

“Oh, Lord Diavolo!” they smiled.

“Well, you look much better than this afternoon.” he hoped the relief in his voice wasn’t too obvious. Based on the look Lucifer shot him, it was.

They nodded. “That medicine you gave me worked wonders! Better than anything I ever took in the human world. Thank you so much.”

“Think nothing of it.” his grin softened into something warm, something he knew was professionally inappropriate to feel towards a human exchange student. “I’m glad I could help.”

[artgirllullaby]

Issues

Hi guys :D

Ok, so the next one is already done and this oen was missing just a few stuff that took a while. I still feel like it’s unecessarely long, but I decided to post liek this anwyays. And also forgive for some typos and mistakes, I’m not using my computer to post this... I tried to clean the most I could but there always one of two words escaping.

Anyways, this was @jantomweek Day 3 prompt: First Kiss

I had a completely different story in my mind first but... this one got a lot better even if the ending feels a bit rushed lol

I hope you enjoy! :)

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 

Janna looked at the pink rose frowning. She could feel Star going on hype somewhere behind her looking at the rose directed to her with a shine in her eyes, Jackie was probably around also thinking it was rather cute. Starfan was probably sharing the happiness of Star of watching their ship come true…

As if.

She drew a very controlled breath, “What are you doing?”

“Didn’t you hear?” he said a bit annoyed, “I want to date you.”

Janna sighed her hand massaging the side of her forehead gently, “Tom, cut it off, this isn’t funny.”

“I’m not joking!” he said annoyed.

“Tom we hate each other.” Janna stated, “We can’t stand or agree in anything. In fact I punched you this morning just because I saw your face, remember?”

He did, but thankfully he could recover fast from injuries. “I know, but… I know it’s crazy and sounds insane, but… I don’t know I just want this, ok?! I don’t know why, I don’t have an explanation to give, I just really want to try this!”

Janna crossed her arms unbelieving, “What’s the plan? You’re planning something, some joke on me, aren’t you?”

“I am not!”

“Then explain this to me!” she points to the pink rose, “Because we had been fighting and battling each other non stop for three years and now you just come and say you want to date? Are you sure you didn’t trip and hit your head on the road? And what’s up to the pink rose? Shouldn’t be red?”

“I don’t have an explanation!” Tom exasperated, “All I know is that all that ‘imagine your future’ thing made me wonder and I realize that a future in which you aren’t there it’s plain, boring and I just don’t want that, so I’m trying my best shot here in calling you to go out with me…” Tom then looked at the rose extending for her again blushing slightly and whispering, “And the rose… Well, your favorite is pink so I thought you would like it. I stole from Marco’s garden, don’t tell him.”

“Pink is not my favorite color.”

“Whatever you say” Tom shrugged “So? I’ll meet you at the fair?”

The dark haired girl looked at the rose, then at him and sighed. Part of her was curious about the outcomes of this even if deep inside she felt like she was doing something wrong. He was Star’s ex, even if they were friends now and he even hang out with Marco, it would be weird- it should be weird.

And still Janna reached out for her pink rose and agreed.

“Eh, fine” She shrugged, “But you’re paying and if I find out this is a joke I’ll put a curse on you worse than Nasaya.”

The demon nodded unamused, “Eh I can deal with that it’s only fair.”

“One more thing,” she said as he was about to walk away, “my favorite color is not pink.” Tom smiled teasingly and went on his way, replying without looking back.

“Whatever you say.”

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Janna had to admit she was impressed.

Tom was very cool once he got over being annoying all the time, he had some temper problems to solve, but he had confessed to Janna he was taking some potions to help with that (something about two demons of different kinds not mixing the genetics well or something?) so in that night things were fine.

In fact, things were going really well.

When they were both able to set down their anger on each other, it was rather… joyful. They got to talk and find common interests, they liked Love Sentence, he liked Karate movies, but rather zombie ones. She was a fan of old poetry, he… well, he knew the old poet she liked but it was close enough. As they went on talking things began to move smoothly between them, besides Janna had to admit that being on a multiverse fair was fun and interesting.

Janna was eating a piece of cotton candy (or something that looked a lot like it) and sharing with Tom when she suddenly realized they were holding hands. Not just holding hands, they were standing right next to each other in a way she was using his arm as support without realizing. Just… Very couple like.

She didn’t know if she liked or not.

Tom was still talking about the dimension section they were in, talking how was to go there the first time in royal duties and how his mother couldn’t go because it was dangerous on them (well, if she was a cotton living next to a flame demon who cries lava, she would be worried too), so he got a giant cotton candy for his mother as souvenir and all… The filipino realized she didn’t mind enjoying time with him at all, he was indeed trying to be a nice guy for her and she was doing just fine too. She didn’t mind.

Janna found herself tempted to intertwine their fingers.

Maybe she was freaking out too much. There were a lot of people, he probably just hold her hand so she wouldn’t get lost, and there wasn’t much space to walk so that’s why he didn’t say about her standing close, and he… He was the one who invited her on a date. He said he couldn’t imagine a more boring future than to be without her so, that meant something right? Wait, why she cared in first place? She shouldn’t care at all…

Well, she cared. She cared a lot. She wanted this. She wanted him to have meant every word and every part and everything… Since when she had been like that?

Janna frowned at herself. She had been crushing on this guy all along and didn’t know? What the… Well, it explained a lot actually. On why she reacted to violent around him and felt like pranking and teasing him around… It was her way to show affection most of times, she just didn’t know how to be “sweet” and “delicate”. She always know she was the kind of love who would bite… She just didn’t expect the bite back.

Or that it would be Tom of all people.

She was almost convinced herself, the idea of them being together as a couple getting wrapped around her head while she was moving her hands slowly to intertwine their fingers. She felt as if she did something simple as that it would mean everything would change. Like by intertwining their fingers meant to commitment to this - whatever it would be called - it meant a step to never go back… She was overthinking? Maybe. Possibly… Mostly like it. Yep. She was overthinking but who could blame her? Why it had to be him of all people?

Her fingers had already opened from his hands as she tried to move to intertwine with his when he suddenly stopped and so did she. She looked up to him wondering if he realized and would put an end on it, it he planned something or… Why he was staring at somewhere else?

Janna tried to follow his gaze through the crowd trying to find what was that caught his attention so much he forgot he was around her. On the other side of stalls corridors, there was a sweet desserts stand (a very much likely the one they got the cotton candy thing) and in front that the only thing that could have been on his attention was a blond hair… Right beside a red hoodie and dark hair.

She felt the pain in her chest. He was watching those two, now that she think about they had been on the same quarter for a while. The moment the couple turned to each other to talk it was impossible to not recognize their faces or the hearts in her cheek, or miss how Tom flinched in the moment when Marco leaned and kissed her mark making Star giggle.

That was the moment Janna came to realize. They had been hating each other for months why would that suddenly change? It didn’t. Tom didn’t invite her to the fair, he invited the first girl who accepted and had some experience with multidimensional stuff and wouldn’t be overwhelmed. If she had refused he probably would had invited someone else. But he made it all be so fun and romantic and… She was stupid enough to believe in all that.

Janna pulled Tom away and throwing the cotton candy on the floor angrily before stepping on it repeatedly. The action causing a yelp from Tom and some surprised gasps from people around.

“Hey! What was that for?!” Janna ignored him, so he tried to hold her and stop her from keep smashing the candy, “Hey! Janna!” But instead of listening she pushed him again and stormed out the scene, he called after her running right after. It was troubling since Janna was smaller and was getting through the creatures faster than him. It didn’t take much to lose track of her.

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Tom went around the fair, he asked the stalls they had been if they had seen her, he asked a few people around, but no one knew where she could be. He was beginning to get worried at this point, those fairs were open to anyone participate, which meant that even monsters who despised humans (or those who eat them) would be around.

“Hey, is everything ok?”

Tom turned around to Star and Marco standing behind him. Star was holding Marco’s hand intertwining their fingers as the other held his arm closer to her, they both looked worried at Tom.

“Oh hey guys… It’s just Janna, she run away and I can’t find her anywhere. I’m starting to get worried, have you seen her?”

Marco looked at Star and she shrugged, “I haven’t seen her around from the moment we got here.”

“Me neither, sorry man.” Marco replied shrugging too.

He sighed tiredly, messing his hair “That’s ok, I’ll try to find her.”

“Did something happen for her to run?” Star asked, “You didn’t get mad, did you?”

“What?! No! I told you guys I’m taking care of that!”

“What was it then?”

“I have no idea, I saw you guys in the other stall and thought on getting to say hi and maybe hangout all together and then- oh…”

Star looked at him quizzically, but Marco seemed to understand the same as him “Well, better find her to explain yourself then.”

“Yeah, see you guys around!”

Tom ran around the stalls for a while until he decided it was no use, he took a breath and then closed two of his eyes leaving just the third one open. There were a lot of creatures around, but only one was a witch descendant. Tom was able to identify the trace of her essence on the stalls corridors and followed them until he was out the fair, the traces led to a hill and going on a tree to one branch where… Where she was sitting on currently.

The demon wouldn’t admit out loud, but it was always mesmerizing to look at Janna with the magic sensible eye, sometimes he did without her noticing. It was an flow of energy and magic unique and beautiful, it was in constant change and movement since it was a magic that still getting used to her body after she got her witch powers. It was one of the reasons he was drawn to her.

He opened his eyes and blinked twice to adjust to his normal vision. Janna was looking right at him with unamused face from the tree, her face with clear determination to not move from there.

“So you can see with the third eye.”

He shrugged, “It isn’t a big deal.”

“I guess.”

She stayed silent and he sighed, “Can you come down?”

“For what?

“I want to talk.”

“We have nothing to talk about.” She drifted her eyes watching the fair from afar again.

Tom took a breath trying to be patient “We just were talking for the most part of the night!”

“That was before I realized you were joking with me.” She replied indifferent.

“I am not joking! Can you just get down?!”

Janna rolled her eyes, but she jumped down the grass and crossed her arms in front of him “Done. So?”

“Look, whatever conclusion you got, it’s wrong.”

Janna gave an exaggerated smile to show her annoyance, “Oh, good to know! So this was indeed all a joke, right?”

“Of course not! Do you think I would spent so much energy and time on you and tonight for a joke?!”

The brunette gave a mocked laugh, “Oh, I’m sorry I’m not worth all that!”

The demon face-palmed at her answer, “That’s not what I meant! Stop twisting my words!”

“I’m not twisting nothing!” She raised her voice, “The only options for you to have called me on a date is either a joke on me or-” Janna nibbled her lower lip and shook her head- “I’m just going with the less-hurting option.”

Tom raised his eyebrows and now he was the one raising his voice, “Stop assuming stuff and hear me out-”

“For what?!” She replied in a loud tone “So you can just hang me around waiting for your first chance with Star-”

“No one is talking about Star!” He screamed frustrated.

“Oh really?!” She yelled back, “Then why you’re getting so angry and messed up by mentioning her name?!”

“I’m angry that you take me so lowy! I’m not that kind of guy!”

“Really cause your angry issues already showed up otherwise back then!”

Tom passed his hand on his hair trying to keep his control “I can’t erase my past, ok?! Yeah I did wrong and as result of those stuff I lost Star, but this had nothing to do with us!”

“There you go! You are trying to win her back by using me to show you got no more issues!”

“I never said that! She’s gone, she moved on and so did I! Why the hell you think you’re here for?!”

“Because you’re trying to fix things with the first one to raise their hand to you! It could have been anyone!”

“But it’s not anyone, it’s you in here!” Tom massaged his temples, “Freaking God, I didn’t think you were so jealous-”

There was an offended gasp from her, “Me?! Jealous?! Are you for real?!”

“Oh I’m sorry,” Tom replied inserting sarcasm into his words, “I saw my friend and her boyfriend across a festival and thought of saying hi and it was enough to make you go nuts!”

“Oh says the one who tried to fry the same guy who’s with her only because of a dance once!”

“Once! And that’s past, I wasn’t over her yet-”

“You also cursed him!”

“I was young and immature! I’m over that, freaking hell!”

“Oh you’re screaming at me doesn’t look like!”

“You started it!”

“Real mature reply!”

“Janna, just shut up so I-”

“So what?!” She screamed even louder than before.

“I’ll make you!” Tom pulled some strands of his own hair in annoyance.

“Oh, make me!”

“I am serious!” his eyes already shining in the dark, but Janna didn’t back down.

“So am I! But we both know you-”

Janna stopped talking because before she even finished her sentence, Tom’s mouth was over hers stopping any possible syllable to leave her lips. She had three seconds of shock in which she didn’t quite reacted, another five in which she just closed her eyes and started kissing back, and only then she got into herself and stepped back.

“Wait- What the hell you think you’re doing!?”

“Shutting you up.”

He didn’t wait her reply as he held her face firmly and leaned on her again, his lips going just as angry and wild as before. Janna tried to push him away again but she was unable to (ok, she would be honest, she didn’t really wanted to, he wasn’t forcing her into it - She could have got free from him if she really wanted so.) So instead she focused her energy and the heat from the fight to kiss him back.

Neither of them really knew how exactly happened, someone had moved (neither knew who was the first to do so or if they both did at the same time), she tripped, but he held her close stopping her from falling or getting her lips apart from him for longer than a moment, her body was just attached to his like they were magnets, then after the tree was giving support to her back and she used his leg to get more support (Thanks Lord, her legs were starting to feel like jelly) and her hands were in his hair while his rested on her hip and the other was closed in a fist as his arm was giving support to his own body. It was a weird - and yet - comfortable position for them.

Tom only stepped away when air was missing in his lungs and he could feel he was missing her breath too.

“I bring you here…” He said catching up his breath, “Because I really… Wanted to start something new… It was never-”

“Tom.” Janna interrupted him in a serious tone.

The demon looked at her a bit nervous, but didn’t let it show by any means, “Yeah?”

“Shut up.”

And just like that she yanked his collar, kissing him just as passionate as before.