#only normies believe in tropes

[jontheketeld]

"felines are hard vore prey, not preds. not unless they're broken in some way or a mutant or a hybrid. and cats are femanine, femboys at best, not masculine. hav you never actually owned a cat? they're cute lil fluffballs, not murder machines. you're breaking every rule in the furry handbook. don't you know anything? that's not how it's done. you disgust me, normie. stay away from my fandom, you freak." wow. you know, i always know i'm doing something right, when i get braindead comments like this in my inbox. i have only one thing to say to that.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Imma try to chill so that instead of raging,i can just explain this politely:If you're in the Batfam fandom or are interested in joining,please be respectful of the Batkids' canon characterization and stories with exception of the offensive bits because that way,you will be able to fully appreciate and enjoy them as characters and get along with long time fans too as they'll appreciate you for it since Batfanon is so overwhelmingly popular and you'll be helping combat it

You want a ray of sunshine optimist who's actually realistic instead of a cornball and has depth and layers and is beloved by everyone in the DC world?Read for Dick but avoid Tom Taylor and Devin Grayson as their writing of him is extremely ableist,misogynistic(see Babs' character regression for his sake and the 'disposable black love interest' trope times 10x towards Kory)and anti-romani with Taylor being a whole ass zionist and Devin only made Dick romani to fetishize him and wrote canon Batcest and even other pedo ships.She has since apologized for the latter so Batcels can't use her as validation

You want a goth boyloser who's a lone wolf and has an awful relathionship with Bruce where both feelings are completely justified but he himself is morally gray and treated as such rather than coddled?Read for Jason but avoid og Rhato because it's a shitfest that screws over everybody involved including Jason himself and nobody who likes it cares about him at all since it's the worst thing to ever happen to him,INCLUDING The Joker.He was also textually miserable the whole time and is way happier with his new cast on top of being better written

You want a relatable teenage boy who's a positive role model for irl ones and is canonically into dudes and can be the token normie that reacts to the weirdness of his family for jokes?Read for Tim and please don't believe anyone who tries to tell you he's a bad person or a raging misogynist because they're the same niggas who stan Jason the ex-serial killer and Slade the pedophile who's child abuse even of the non-sexual kind is his defining character trait as stated by Marv Wolfman,who MADE him.He's literally just a 17 year old boy who's not perfect and people are just ageist and generally hateful.Everybody should care about Tim Drake /ref

You want a strong female character who's genuinely super weird and real and does justice for the girls that don't fit in and are abused by men but is also really funny and feminine?Read for Stephanie and don't buy into the bullshit propaganda DC keeps trying to keep selling since her debut that she's 'just a girl' or somehow less hardcore than the Batboys or ESPECIALLY the fandom's emphasization of her blondeness when she got it from her abusive dad and has never shown pride in it and was never an 'It Girl',she was the school outcast at ALL her schools,including college.Just because Stephanie Brown is a white girl that dosen't mean she's a white feminist or a prop or basic-She's literally a pastel punk who has a Metalica poster in her room ffs

You want a wasian with gender fuckery who was raised to be a weapon and had no parents until Bruce adopted her and became super human through crazy ass means and is a mega cool edgecase?Read for Cass and keep in mind she was created with the intention of defying easian woman stereotypes,including existing for white men and nothing else and that includes not forcing her to like Jason or steal her Shiva origin to give it to him and as an afro-dominicana,Jason feels more afro-dominican than he does anything else and we HAVE an asian Jason Variant but he was south asian,specifically indian and not easian/chinese so it's even more orientalist than before with Sanjay Tawde's canonicity in mind(He is from The Doom That Came To Gotham for anyone interested)

You want a brown boy raised by a bad organization he has complex ties to because his connection comes from his family who is very much a little shit and anger filled but also a sweetheart who's truly trying his best?Read for Damian but keep in mind he's a victim of anti-arab writers,he's not a demon or a villain or an animal-He's just a hurt little boy who's almost never known anything but pain and being seen as a monster compared to white boys and that's why so many Damian stans are so grateful for Flatline/Nika because she loves him as much as we do and gives him the TLC we wish we could(platonically in our case but still)

You want a troubled but good kid who has god-like superpowers and loves to run his mouth,gives Bruce's headaches with his shenanigans and is not only an unconventional Robin but Jason's Robin and vice versa?Read for Duke and don't even look in the general direction of runs that leave him out-Which do the other Batboys dirty too every time anyway!!Duke has refered to Bruce as his dad and Bruce has refered to Duke as his son and ALL the Batkids see him as their brother and the poor guy feels left out of them because DC are a bunch of antiblack pieces of shit who baited us with the first ever black Robin just to exclude him for his blackness and act like they were being 'careful'.Nah,FUCK that-If Cass can be respectfully written as Bruce's kid,so can Duke!He don't got parents either,the ogs got Jokerized and Gnomom is emotionally abusive and he's literally a minor!

And they're just the core Batkids!!!If you're looking for another type of character,then they definitely exist and i'd be happy to tell you who fits it so i can tell you what to read/watch/play for them!Trying to switch the Batkids CAN be good depending on how you do it but 99% of the time it's just bigotry!REAL bigotry minorities can't stop dealing with just by logging off and fandom is supposed to be a safe space for weirdos-Not 'nerds',WEIRDOS.Black people and woc and mentally ill people and autistics and abusive survivors and EVERYONE,not just stupid ass kinksters that think kink is inherently anti-establishment and white people who had 'hateful ideology phases' and think it's universal and play victim when told otherwise

'All Batboys are trans and autistic!'but then they leave out the most autistic-coded and tboy swag filled Batboy just because he's black and use the 'mains' excuse when they've never read enough comics to know that became a thing,that it wasn't always a thing and that it dosen't make SENSE for it to be a thing.'All Batkids are/do [x]' but they leave out the girls even though 'Batkids' is the gender neutral term as it's meant to refer to the whole gang.Do not fall for it.They're about as gooth faith as 'Allmighty God Superman who fucks all the women' dudebros.Please be kind and be a real superhero fan by reading the comics so you can join us in dunking on them.Please,you'll be doing the comics fandom a lot of good and you might even help influence the comics industry itself because it responds to mass fan appeal way far back and that's how we got a fair amount of runs and adaptions we do today and yesterday and tommorow.I promise it'll be infinitely more fun than fanon too

[zvezdacito]

// TWST Book 7 spoilers, thoughts of Malleus's writing as a character

So I was reading some other people's opinions on why some people consider Malleus overrated/annoying, and tbh this makes me really sad. The general consensus is that a lot of people fixate on certain sides and can only see him as one extreme or the other and it results in many ppl thinking a watered down version of his character is how he is in canon.

I feel that its such a shame because he's the most interesting, compelling and well-rounded take on his character archetype I've seen.

From my observation, usually they kinda make this archetype (the broody misunderstood 'everyone fears him like a monster except for one special person') someone you can't take that seriously, because of how his struggle usually kind of written in a way where everyone involved feel less like actual fully fledged original characters and really just one note tropes interacting with other one note tropes.

To elaborate: What i mean when i say this is usually ppl who hate him kind of just do because of plot requires them to and to show how all their haters are "normies" who can't get him because 'he's not like everyone else'. The misunderstood guy still usually has toxic personality issues but the story really tends to make it feel like they don't fear him for that but because they're shallow and have prejudice to ppl like him, so his personality issues are not framed as wrong or character flaws.

I don't think there's anything inherenrly wrong or mediocre with the "one special person who gives him a chance before anyone else" trope like I'm literally a Malleyuu enjoyer lol but like i said its all in the execution cause otherwise it fails to be compelling and believable. Usually in the poorly written version of this trope the guy doesn't undergo any character development other than showing more emotion and kindess to his partner because they melted his ice I guess so it really makes his whole character feel like its revolves around the sake of romance and fanservice.

Malleus doesn't fall into this trap in my opinion because his situation despite how fantastical it is, the way he was written makes it believable as to why everything is the way it is with him, and it also challenges the viewer if they would be able to say they wouldn't fear him too in that situation.

"We're gonna give you this character who everyone sees as a monster and show you deep down he just wants the same love as everyone else, making you contemplate changing judgement on him. He wants to prove this, but his way of going about it always inadvertently harms others."

"You know where hes coming from and if he had that social connection to give him a better understanding of others this wouldn't be happening, but its also equally understandable that the people hes trying to connect with don't deserve this and fear him even more after this, trapping him in a cycle of isolation."

"Given his track record, do you go about giving him a chance or just considering the repeatedly proven danger he brings. With the valid reasons of both parties, can you really say he isn't a monster and demand that 'if only people be near him'?"

There's just such a tragic and thought-provoking dilemma to his character that adds so many layers that makes him so good.

As omniscient viewers we have the benefit of seeing what he's going through form his POV so we can sympathize with him and understand that he thinks what he's doing is the best course of action and he's just trying to create a "win for everyone" situation.

But also everything he does ironically reaffirms everyone's fear and distrust of someone like him. No one can deny he has a tendency to cause further destruction when he tries to do something "good", examples including: past Briar Valley lantern lighting fire, the Halloween 2 ghost world party, and now his Sleeping Curse stunt in Book 7 Part 2 (they really emphasize this by making the spoken name of his UM basically mean "Malicious Fairy" but have its written name used to convey what its meant to mean be "Blessing").

↑ Given this, it honestly makes sense others, especially those who don't know him all that well, would just expect the worst when he's around already, and you wouldn't be able to blame them for that given the track record. It doesn't help that this impression is worsened since he tends to cause misunderstandings due to his lack of familiarity with human social cues.

Alongside the bias and preconceived notions from his status and reputation, they also make a point on how his personality flaws are still also a huge factor in pushing people away, such as not being able to see things through the perspective of others.

He also holds a subconcious belief due to what has been ingrained in him since childhood as a Draconia and the next in line that because he's superior to others at certain things, he has the right and responsibility to decide on what will protect and help them, disregarding the individual values/priorities of human beings and leading him to take reckless and destructive action with good intentions.

His upbringing, character strengths and character flaws are all realistically connected to each other and the way they are subtly shown to be ever-present in defining his decisions, goals and thoughts throughout the whole story. So we don't really need to have a character go out of their way to exposition this to us this word for word just so we can understand and believe it.

Moving onto something slightly more lighthearted, I really also like how dorky Malleus surprisingly was. Other similar characters in the archetype I usually see don't really have any hobbies, interests, or quirks outside of being a broody authority figure, which might've been appealing to some at first but it really just gets stale and boring after a while.

This should be the bare minimum in making a fleshed out and interesting character so maybe i sound like im giving them too much credit for pointing it out😭 But yeah compared to the other examples it's good that Malleus has his Tamagotchi and Gargoyle interests it makes him feel like a believable person who has his own life going on too (with the bonus that these interests are also metaphors for aspects of his character). The gap moe adds an endearing side to him, and makes the gap between his intent and impact of his actions even more tragic. It wouldn't hit the same without this side.

(^ Forgot how the exact quote goes, but it basically said dark stories are more effective when there are moments of genuine happiness and good in them, compared to if it was always just grim and edgy. The former increases the stakes and tragedy because you have something you to care about losing, while for the latter there is nothing for you to care about so nothing the story does really matters. Same logic applies to Malleus)

Overall, it's just like an unfortunate incompatibility of goals and circumstances, which is what TWST is all about. Another thing I want to say is out of all the characters, I feel like Malleus is the one who is the ultimate embodiment of TWST's main themes:

-> How it's not about "hero" vs "villain" just differing circumstances crossing paths and clashing because of how people on either side have their own complex perspective and dreams they want to realize

-> And how connection and finding community is important to find people who will help you make up for what you lack in reaching your goals and to better understand all the factors that caused the situation in the first place.

As if seeing yourself reflected in a mirror, the more you get to know the people around you, you realize in many ways you are actually quite alike, and through understanding others you could also possibly better understand certain aspects of yourself. It's sort of encouraging you to do the opposite of dehumanizing others and yourself, which is something Malleus has most evidently internalized.

So yeah this was so long😭 I had a lot I wanted to say since Malleus is my favorite TWST character. Idk if I missed anything or if i managed to express my thoughts in a cohesive way but yeah. I kinda go into a rage whenever I see the worst takes ever be put out about his character but tbh sometimes I can't completely blame others since fandom trends and the convenience of simplifying things into tropes can warp your perception of a character and what you associate with them.

Also sometimes twst doesn't do a good job with utilizing his character like Book 5 where he got turned into a deus ex machina and Halloween 2 where they killed any hype and intrigue for the plot we had at the beginning through the ending reveal and gave the worst justification ever for Malleus and Lilia's actions ever.

Regardless, I hope more people manage to move past this and appreciate his character for what it really is soon though. He's an amazingly tragic character; a lot of thought was put into how his experiences, strengths and weaknesses would convincingly connect, and he represents something relevant in the story's plot and themes.

The fact that I've seen some people unironically believe that Malleus may just be faking his cluelessness of social cues to hide his "true evil" is evidence to how convincing his character's situation is, that even some in the audience who know more about him than the characters would still end up in the same place of doubt and distrust of Malleus because of what he's capable of.

Aight thank you for reading👍

[loweya-blog]

Cinderella (Obey Me Edition) Part 3

Part 1, Part 2

The next morning you had awoken from the ball, back at your home with dreamlike memories of the ball. Had it been real at all? There were no signs of the carriage or dresses, leaving you to believe it was just some wonderful but temporary dream. Work was the same tedious business with the displeasure of dealing with people. By the time you got home, exhaustion took hold and nothing sounded better than a nice warm bath. 

The water was simple since you couldn’t afford fancy bath salts or balms but it was pleasant. Until you felt the water rising above your head. You hadn’t left the faucet on. It felt as though you were sinking in a bottomless pit. Panic rose through your chest as you felt yourself sinking into the water. 

Before you could sink too far, someone grabbed your hand and pulled you out. You gasped for breath… only to realize you were in a garden, stepping out of a pond. When you looked up, there was the man from the first night with dark green hair. 

“I’m glad you could join us,” The handsome man said. 

When you looked down, the water of the pond had morphed into a gorgeous outfit soft as silk, leaving you with dripping shining jewelry and a mask upon your face. The moment you were out of the water, you were dry as a bone. 

“Where-” 

“Today is the second day of the masquerade. Please enjoy yourself.” 

With that interruption, he walked away, abandoning you to your confusion. Glowing warm lanterns and fairy lights hung from the nearby trees as the sound of laughter and chatter reached your ears. Perhaps last night wasn’t some dream after all….

As if on instinct, you go to find Mammon. The feeling of pins and needles spread across your feet and legs, maybe a side effect of that strange spell the butler had? Demons danced upon the water of the lake while others flew through the open gardens in their glittering gowns and finery. Bells and gentle music echoed while you searched for your friend. After hours of searching, he still hadn’t shown. You had a sinking feeling you’d been stood up. 

With a dejected sigh, you retreated to quieter parts of the garden. There was a cute little pond hidden by large orderly bushes and flowers. There was even a statue huddled in the corner with horns and a long black tail. It was as if it was trying to hide. When you stepped forwards, you tripped on a rock and landed on the statue, which was surprisingly soft. 

“EEK!” The statue screeched. 

Apparently not a statue. 

You immediately jumped to your feet and were about to apologize-

“Y-you! T-this isn’t some anime! You can’t be pulling that trope!” The not-a-statue protested with a blushing face. 

Under the gentle glow of the fairy lights you could see a masked demon with an awful mop top haircut and long scaly tail. 

“You like anime?” 

For some reason that was your first question. The demon blushed and barely managed to stutter out a response. 

“Y-yeah? So?! Anime is an important artform! Not that a normie like you would understand…” 

He’d once again retreated to his ball form as if somehow he could shrink enough to become invisible. His eyes lingered on the goldfish swimming around in the small pond. 

“What’s your favorite?” 

“The Magical Ruri Hana: Demon Girl! It’s an anime about a demon who moves to the human world in order to learn more about it. However, in doing so, she loses some of her magical powers and turns into a young girl, only regaining her original form when she returns to the Devildom. And-” 

The rant continued for a long long time and by the time he was done, he had ranted the whole plot of season one.

“-there’s other anime that I like but most of them are in the human world. It’s not fair!” 

“Not fair?” You had to ask. 

“Of course not! Why should all humans get the best anime, mangas and videogames? Sure we have some in the devildom but not on the same level! I wish I could go to the human world and just play them instead of having to search the web for whatever the others were able to get,” The demon whined. 

“Is that why you are here instead of at the party? You don’t want to meet the humans who have access to that stuff?” 

The demon’s eyes widened with realization. It was as if he had entirely forgotten that humans in disguise were at the party. 

“You are the GOAT!” He exclaimed before shrinking back. “But there’s no way a dirty filthy otaku like me could possibly find a human in that crowd, let alone ask them.” 

“Why not treat it like you’re in an anime?” You suggest. 

He blinked in confusion. 

“…you know one of those animes with scandal and nobles and court rivalries?” 

“Oh! Like That Time I was Reincarnated as A Noble Villainess Then Had To Rise To Be Empress!” 

Wow. That was a mouthful of a name. Were they paid by the syllable? 

“But even then….those characters are smart and clever and had a hundred harem characters backing them up. I’m just a useless icky otaku….” 

“I’m no harem character but maybe I could help?” You say, offering him a hand. 

There was a hint of a smile on his face and even more blush. His tail swished from side to side as he cautiously took your hand, as if you’d betray him any moment. 

“I-I’m Leviathan.” He managed to say in a nervous voice as you both went to challenge the party and find those other humans. 

Entirely pretending you weren’t human of course. The both of you managed to make your own fun while at the party, avoiding those overly chatty while scouring the crowds for hints of who might be a human and who might not be. Leviathan used his horribly inaccurate anime information to slim down the possibilities while you just looked for the one other human. Eventually you both came across this Solomon fellow who Leviathan began begging for anime and other otaku resources from the human world. 

After he made his request, the both of you retreated back to your goldfish pond, the designated hideout. He yapped on and on about the human anime and manga he was looking forward to enjoying while you suddenly felt the sense of loneliness fade away. 

“H-hey…. Thanks. For um, for helping me. Maybe…. Maybe we can play a game or two together?” He asked. 

“That sounds nice,” You responded with a smile as the both of you sat next to the quiet pond. 

Then you heard the chiming of the castle clock echoing across the garden. Midnight. Before you had the chance to explain to Leviathan, you felt yourself surrounded by sea foam and bubbles. You reached out to him right before you were whisked back to the human world. 

When you woke up, you were in your bed with a soft robe wrapped around your shoulders with only the memories of goldfish and an otaku demon.

(@spffldlbrnf, @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf, @rxpher, @akiitemo, @8-sinner-8)

[chrisrin]

hi guys, meet the power couple <3<

more info about them under read more:

dazmik (he/him, cis, bi) is a maid of rage! here's some fun bulletpoints i made when conceptualizing him:

nerd, but in a normie way. plays troll valorant.

sport-y, but in a way that he only ever does cardio. Thin and lean.

fairly powerful psionics, mostly uses it to power his gear. Uses the term "battery" for himself as a 'fuck you' to the empire/reclaiming it.

has some moderate anger issues. Pops the fuck off at people and holds a grudge like a bitch.

gets deeply infuriated by injustices and corruption in the world, desiring nothing more than to tear the system down but without any real vision of what to replace it with. (RAAAGE PLAYER HEART EYES)

"bro you haven't heard of (insanely niche indie rock band with 2k views on youtube)??? cmon bro you gotta expand your tastes more lemme send you the blotchify link"

always listening to music, ALWAYS. you can hear it through his headphones. always the most whack shit, never the same genre.

would have a messy car and not be apologetic about it.

his typing quirk is supposed to be a play on the whole "battery" thing, using double AA's to replace his a's and uses AAA when he's yelling or REAAALLY FUCKING AAANGRY!!! + also uses either double or triple sentence enders depending on that.

scorva (she/her, transfem, pan) is a thief of mind! here's her bullepoints:

practices tarot & troll wicca. believes karma manifests itself in real ways, rule of three, etc.

avid writer (mostly smut)

excellent cello player, mostly plays classical music. knows musical theory fairly in-depth, but not a casual enjoyer of music otherwise, would rather spend her time listening to a podcast or audiobook.

kind of a bitch in a "serving cunt" way, has a mean streak.

has probably planned out three different ways to hide your body.

will refer to irl things with fanfiction tropes.

on the occasion that she does exercise, it's mostly weightlifting or strength training (but hates doing it).

paints her nails often, they reflect her mood.

has an immense amount of knowledge about very niche topics, but cannot do long division.

true crime enjoyer (derogatory).

her typing quirk is that while she writes with proper grammar, she will answer everything with 3x longer of wordcount than a normal person because of her use of filler words or excess synonyms that you might find with new/novice writers (me, i'm talking about myself i'm calling myself out). also she uses -this- for emphasis.

[wetcatspellcaster]

7 and 8 for the Tav asks. :D and congrats on the thesis!

Thank you for the questions! Sorry for the long answer!

7. Describe their arc. How would a player help resolve it? What choices can be made? Can your Tav be turned down a dark path, or pulled to a lighter one?

So I thought about this a lot, the Good Ending for Rosalie is she's Just A Person, the Bad Ending is that she volunteers to become the mindflayer at the Orpheus decision for ENTIRELY THE WRONG REASONS (feeling like a liability, believing it's the only way to cure her mental illness, seeing herself as the weak link in the group, being depressed, etc. - this ending bought to you by me staring at that decision screen for an hour KNOWING she'd turn herself into a mindflayer in a heartbeat but feeling physically ill over her logic behind that decision). This is the 'exalted mind' ending.

So there is a bad path for her, but it's one bought about by being self-sacrificing to the point of absolute idiocy and self destruction. I think that Tav literally swerves her away from it by teaching her to be a little selfish and to value herself lmao. Literally the opposite of most of the other companions, and kind of what I wish you could teach Wyll in his storyline tbh!

Her arc would be her just generally being over-emotional and reckless, with lots of camp chats about morality in Act 1 (I would probably double down on the tropes that fandoms hate in female characters a la Katara in Avatar the Last Airbender just for the lols). I want her ending Act 1 feeling like a trite 'heart of the group', ridiculous Mary Sue, she talks to you a lot about how you're feeling, are you ok? Borderline annoying tbh, but with the EA Halsin Effect of "oh, you're the companion who's nicest to me!!". Then in Act 1/2 depending on approval she does something utterly stupid, like run into a fight alone unprompted (death to a wizard), or possibly have Ethel specific dialogue that pisses Ethel off if she's in your party, and the player starts thinking "god this girl is a bit weird and reckless and stupid at times actually", and calling her out on it gets the illithid tadpole as anxiety med drop.

Act 3, you start meeting people from her past (bonus comedy route for if you just enabled all her behaviour at this point to be nice to her and get her approval bc then the illithid tadpole drop happens here). Larroakan is like "aren't you that mousy little scribe who completed those commissions for me?", you can find Threnn, possibly did an infernal translation for Gortash (not canon just for story tie-in)???? and they're all like "who the fuck are you? why are you so different now". There would be a confrontation about lying about who she is, a camp conversation about the pressure they face as the 'heroes of Baldur's Gate" and how she feels inadequate. And then in the conversation with Threnn, and the final Orpheus conversation, Tav can encourage Rose to have an actually healthy relationship with her emotions and not see her every choice as a failing actually. Then you unlock real Rose personality and a final decision where she doesn't try and throw herself on her sword.

8. After Act 3, what does their life look like? What are they talking about at the reunion party?

Good ending Rosalie has rebuilt her relationships with her family, she's back at the Watchful Order but getting all their backlog of heroic deeds retroactively converted into a wizard qualification, and unromanced she'll mention that she's either considering going on secondment to Avernus or helping Halsin in the Shadowlands/feywild as her practical project for the final part of her grade. She will have visited every single companion in the six months (Wyll/Karlach as a projection). She will mention going to tea weekly with Gale given that she's fast-tracking wizardry/he needs a friend group and practice at being a normie and they live in the same city. She will name drop being friends with Tara very smugly.

Bad ending Rosalie is a mindflayer and will talk about the magic she's capable of and the power she's unlocking, now she's no longer letting emotion cloud her judgement. You can ask her about her parents and if she's gotten back in touch and she says, "oh, right. I used to have those."

tav ask game! :)

[roachliquid]

On the subject of Lovecraftian "madness" and ableism

A lot of Lovecraft's fans and defenders like to say some shit along this line: "Lovecraftian madness isn't mental illness! It's when you see something your brain wasn't wired to understand/when aliens start influencing your mind/(insert circumstance here)!"

This is an incredibly funny thing for me to see, because what all these folks are forgetting is that in The Call of Cthulhu, the story that introduced everyone to the trope of "seeing weird alien visions and losing your mind about it", Lovecraft never referred to this phenomenon as madness. He uses the word in the story, certainly, but not in this context - it appears as a sort of synonym for 'nonsense', just like in the title and story of At the Mountains of Madness.

So what does he call it? Well...

The cuttings largely alluded to outré mental illnesses and outbreaks of group folly or mania in the spring of 1925.

On March 23d, the manuscript continued, Wilcox failed to appear; and inquiries at his quarters revealed that he had been stricken with an obscure sort of fever… …His temperature, oddly enough, was not greatly above normal; but his whole condition was otherwise such as to suggest true fever rather than mental disorder.

The press cuttings, as I have intimated, touched on cases of panic, mania, and eccentricity during the given period.

New York policemen are mobbed by hysterical Levantines on the night of March 22–23.

So we have a bevy of terms here, most of which suggest (or deliberately avoid suggesting, in the second example) some kind of mental dysfunction. Most importantly for this post, Lovecraft specifically, explicitly, used the term "mental illness". This isn't a case of modern readers misinterpreting archaic language. He was fully capable of writing "mental illness" when that was what he meant, and he did so.

So was this ableist? I mean, yeah. Lovecraft refers to the effects of Cthulhu's psychic broadcast as "mental illness", "mania", and "hysteria". None of those are really appropriate terms to be slinging around outside their proper context (though in the case of "hysteria", the proper context is "never", given its misogynist origin).

However, I do believe I should speak in defense of Lovecraft here. Not because he didn't do anything wrong, but because this was one of those moments when he was, in fact, being a product of his time. The 1920s were, to put it mildly, not great for the mentally ill. The entire field of mental health was still in its infancy, and even the cutting-edge knowledge coming from there was inaccurate, deeply harmful, and marginalizing. Which isn't to say that it's fine that he did this, but you can at least skip adding it to your list of Reasons Lovecraft Was A Giant Piece Of Shit And I Hate His Guts.

Besides, using period-typical language isn't even close to the most ableist thing Lovecraft did in this story. No, the real kicker is when he declared that one of the demographics most vulnerable to Cthulhu's psychic outburst was patients in asylums:

And so numerous are the recorded troubles in insane asylums, that only a miracle can have stopped the medical fraternity from noting strange parallelisms and drawing mystified conclusions.

I mean sure, Lovecraft considered himself part of a demographic that would have been affected - seemingly the only people to get through this event unscathed were total normies - but given that he also singled out Jews, colonized Indians, and folks living in Haiti and Africa, I have to say damn it, dude.

Anyway, yes. Lovecraft was being ableist when he wrote this shit, and I'd appreciate if more people just put on their big boy pants and made the effort to account for that in their derivative works instead of trying to dance around the issue by claiming it never happened.

[fruityyamenrunner]

Battle for the Mind: A Physiology of Conversion and Brainwashing – How Evangelists, Psychiatrists, Politicians, and Medicine Men Can Change Your Beliefs and Behavior by William Sargant. Sargant is an old school psychiatrist who wrote this in the mid 1950s. This era of head shrinking was when the profession probably had maximum success in American society before Ken Kesey wrote “one flew over the cuckoos nest” and Thomas Szasz and other such people put the kibbosh on all of it and we decided to house nuts in open air slums under bridges. To remind people: this was the era of large state funded sanitariums, electroconvulsive therapy, insulin shock therapy, lobotomies: plus the talking cure was fervently believed in where now it seems a quaint form of quackery for use in motion picture tropes. Sargant believed in all this nonsense. He also has a few tricks which will be of interest to imbecile psychedelic bros who insist their favorite poisons have some kind of special properties: he used barbituates and especially ether to achieve very similar results. Sargant was an intelligent man, he noted the obvious: that they all work because they’re a shock to the system. If psychedelics do anything, it’s the same: as I said, stick someone on a roller coaster or throw them out an airplane (with parachute) or simply beat the shit out of them and the effects will likely be similar. This book is concerned with the conversion experience. How do you make a commie into a productive citizen? How did the commies win converts? It’s probably one of the last honest books written on the topic before the MKUltra program swallowed up all the research.

His first chapter is a review of the work of Pavlov, which I had only gotten in vague hand-wavey ways before. Pavlov was a physiologist, not a shrink; like all great scientists, he was a noticer of things. He noticed he could make his dogs into psychos by doing certain stressful things to them. He also noticed something mind blowing to me: that dogs essentially follow the four humours theory of Hippocrates in personality. Furthermore, Sargant thought this was very reasonable and noticed that people also follow this basic division in personality types. I’ve already said I think this is a better theory than the “big 5 model” or whatever people use these days. I thought it was a southern European thing rather than a universal thing, but Sargant seems to think it universal, and he’s probably quite right. I thought maybe it was southern European because that’s where I now live, and it’s quite easy to discern these personality types of people as closely related as my neighbors are. America being a great stew of all kinds of nutbags and mystery meats, the comparison is more difficult to make, but I think Hippocrates, Sargant and Pavlov are correct after all.

The four types are sanguine, choleric, melancholic, and phlegmatic. Just to remind everyone, sanguine are normies, choleric are excitable people; fiery types who get mad, phlegmatic people are calm poker players and melancholic people are those who withdraw from stress. These are mostly constitutional attributes, like being smart or tall. According to Pavlov the most resilient to stress, shell shock and so on are the normies and the poker players. Choleric people (or dogs) chimp out under stress and melancholic withdraw into neurosis. He also thought that under sufficient stress anyone would fold, which of course is probably true. For example, Pavlov castrated some particularly resistant dogs or otherwise mutilated them and that seemed to do the trick. Sargant identified the personality changes in Pavlov’s dogs with conversion experiences of people.

One of the funny things about Sargant is he was a firm believer in abreaction; the idea that the patient needed to relive his trauma (perhaps under the influence of anesthetic drugs) to solve his problems through some kind of emotional catharsis. While this may have been healthy for super uptight people in the 50s, it is fundamentally ridiculous. It’s like asserting picking your scab will make your wound heal more quickly. I think it’s pretty well established now that not reliving your trauma, aka “sucking it up and thinking about something else” is probably more useful. You know, the type of thing men told each other for thousands of years. The idea you needed to get at some childhood trauma or relive looking at your pal getting his face shot off to feel better to relieve some internal pressure is about as reasonable as the idea that crazy people had a rock in their forehead that needed to be cut out. By the way, people really used to believe the rock thing too, and it probably worked for the same reason sniffing ether, getting an icepick behind your eye socket, chimping out about your toilet training on some quack’s couch, electroshock, getting the shit beat out of you, or tripping balls might work. Probably takes you out of your bad mental pattern having some quack do surgery on your forehead.

I’m not sure I completely buy all that this man is selling, but for most normies it’s probably about right. The interesting thing is he takes the sociology of religious conversion to be a related phenomenon with common sociological underpinnings. In particular he was a Methodist and I think originally got the idea from reading an old book about how those conversions were achieved. He then makes the case that this sort of thing is pervasive in history; for example giving an example from a couple of ancient Greek and Roman mystery cults, even stretching the idea to false police confessions and the Witch trials and Inquisition. He finds numerous commonalities between them, though in some places he’s reaching a bit. One of the commonalities is guilt; especially sexual guilt. Apparently sexual guilt makes you particularly susceptible to brainwashing or conversion experiences. Hence the Abu Ghraib methods of sexual torture, apparently; to say nothing of what they’re doing to kids in American schools these days. Small critical social groups also seem to effectively peer pressure people into changing, especially in presence of physical exhaustion and other forms of psychological confusion. Breaking people down physically, making them lose weight definitely helps; muscular people are more or less immune if they have a calm phlegmatic personality type, which they often do. Neurotic and excitable people easily undergo conversion experiences; we recently witnessed a whole bunch of this with the events of 2020-2022. Interestingly many types of people so easily undergo conversion experiences, back in old time religion days they were seen as unreliable converts.

I found his observations of prisoners who didn’t crack to be interesting. It’s always the calm type who refuses to engage with their interlocutors; people who remain aloof. Making fun of the attempted brain-washers also apparently works. Interesting period piece and probably constitutes forbidden knowledge these days outside of spook and cult circles. It’s also stuff which you can see everywhere once you see it described how it has worked historically. The author is kind of intellectually insecure: or else his rampant quoting of things and bringing somewhat irrelevant scholarship to bear was filler. Probably could be a 50 page essay.

[lynnedwardswrites]

Finally started watching the Vox Machina animated series because I was once a Critter, but gave up about 7 episodes in because I just can't handle how simplifying the story into a TV series this way makes it obvious the kind of problematic themes and tropes the story relies on.

I could go on and on about misogyny and supremacy in general but I'll spare you, because I think most people are literate enough about those kinds of issues they can figure that stuff out themselves with a close inspection.

What I *do* want to talk about is how Vox Machina handles religion, because the Pike's-broken-amulet arc was so not-self-aware about real religious issues that it felt like Christian/fundamentalist propaganda (the kind that's often used to support homophobia, for example) and that is super weird for the Critical Role people.

(Fair warning: I only made it to episode 7, so I did not see Pike's return, only how her narrative was set up. I confirmed my suspicions by reading a summary, though, and I did see the original D&D.)

Ok so summary details in brackets, thoughts below:

Pike's magic god-speaking amulet breaks, so she goes to the temple of The Everlight to try to fix it and the already christianity-flavored religious figures are like "Don't worry child, we accept everyone as they are."

Good, great, everything is correct so far, and I mean everything. I don't know a church out there (except perhaps the most violent of homophobic ones) that won't say "we/Jesus accepts everyone as they are." The Mormons (my childhood group) say this, offering a hand of fellowship to absolutely everyone. The thing is that you can *say* you accept people "as they are" as much as you want, but that doesn't mean you actually do. Let's continue, to see what "accepting people as they are" looks like for the Everlight:

Pike says "ok, I think I'm cursed cuz I can't actually perform miracles or talk to god" and then they're like "oh no, honey, it's not a curse. It's because There's Something Wrong With You. You're Broken, that's why god doesn't talk to you."

The rest is implied, but it is confirmed by the story: "But don't worry, because we have the answers. We know what's broken about you or we have the right way for you to figure it out. Follow us and we'll teach you everything you need to know."

So I get that this is D&D and Pike has the literal ability to channel a "divine" being's power, and sure, maybe that literal being has rules about how you have to behave because he's a very controlling MFer. For D&D that's fine, that's whatever. In the real world, the existence of this divine being is under some pretty intense scrutiny right now. And yet, the conversation bracketed above is something that literally happens in the real world.

You go to church and tell your pastor "I just don't know if I believe this stuff is true, I didn't have the powerful experiences you promised I would" and the answer is "well, there must be something wrong with you, then, you must not be pure enough."

You say "I was promised good things if I followed this god's commandments, but nothing has changed in my life. In fact, things are getting worse" and the answer is "well there must be something wrong with you then, you didn't have enough faith."

You say, "I tried to pray the gay away and it didn't work. I'm having a hard time feeling like God and this community love me the way I am" and the answer is "that's just the devil talking. Of course we love you. Keep trying to pray the gay away ("keep trying to become straight," for the normies) because that's the only way you'll be able to feel the love God already has for you."

Hopefully you've picked up the pattern already, but that's the thing about religion and its assumption of being fully, divinely correct all the time. They can make any claims they want ("you'll be happier here!"), even about their own nature and morality ("we accept everyone as they are!") but if something is wrong, something doesn't line up, the answer is *always* "well there must be something wrong with YOU then, because we know we're right."

You can use religion in this way to support any oppressive system or ideology. "We love you, but you're broken and that's why life is hard for you. No, don't question the system. Don't question the gender binary. Don't question capitalism. Don't question us. It's you. You're the broken one."

That's one problem with real-world religions. They often can't keep their promises (or they just push the promises into an afterlife so you have no evidence they're false). Vox Machina plays into and legitimizes the same story. Pike couldn't get the promised reward of her religion because she hadn't molded herself to fit her church's ideals well enough, but once she did, I mean, yeah, superpowers, wow. You could have superpowers too, if you just gave 10% of your income to this megachurch and crushed your naturally fun loving, questioning, joke-making self into a demure puritan loyalist. That's how it works!

"But this is D&D! We're going to assume the promises are all true!" Alright fine. Say you are in the camp of believing the Christian god is just as real to us as the Everlight is to Pike (or if you're in the camp of allowing that some people feel that way and you want to be respectful). Say you believe or allow that maybe religion's promises are true, and asking people to suppress their nature to meet a higher ideal is Good and Reasonable. The problem with Vox Machina's portrayal, the part where all of this becomes problem-atic, is that Pike's narrative stops with "she shoehorned herself into a religious mold and then she was happy" when there are millions and millions of people with lived experiences telling us that that's not how it works.

Because even if the promise of religion happens to pan out for you (you start acting more "straight," say, hiding your gayness, and as a result get more love acceptance being treated with basic dignity from the church members around you), that doesn't mean you wind up so happy to be straight-er. Rather, you end up with deeeeep deep shame about the normal-ass human parts of yourself that religion taught you were wrong. Maybe it's not being gay, maybe it's getting angry sometimes. Maybe it's relationships with friends or family that were "getting in the way" of your spiritual journey (like it was for Pike). You cut all that stuff out to be "worthy" and you end up depressed, anxious, shame-riddled (and heading back to religion to solve a new round of issues; a vicious cycle).

But VM doesn't show that for Pike. They stop at "religious dedication will solve all your problems" and it's fuckin weird to see Critical Role of all people telling that story, and ignoring the stories of people they claim to care about who are going "Um! No actually?" It's weird that they hold up a controlling, god-like authority figure who will let children die rather than heal them because his instrument "doesn't have a friend-religion balance that favors god-worshipping highly enough" as the Good and Great Everlight. It's weird to see Critical Role taking the stance that tolerance means telling the stories that abusers pick for themselves, instead of tolerance making sure that everyone is actually being treated with dignity. It's weird how many otherwise open-minded people are just completely uneducated about the harmful effects of religion when religion is tied so closely to homophobia, racism, misogyny and supremacy of all kinds in this country. It's weird!

[lepertamar]

there is. a sort of thing that gets skirted around in delusion discourse where people don't like to acknowledge there are times where it’s not 100% clear if something is A Delusion or if it’s just someone being Wrong and giving Wrong Information. and i like......extremely understand (and am extremely biased towards) the pov that like....emphasizing that caveat in basic info posts DOES smack of concern trolling ‘what about hilary’s emails’ shit when most normies haven't even gotten to the point of internalizing ‘delusions don't work like xyz, reality checking is cruel and counterproductive' as a baseline, so going immediately to the stage of 'well there are cases where it's not so clear-cut etc' is like going to complex gender theory at someone who doesn't yet understand 'a trans woman is an amab who id's as a woman'. but idk....it's kinda disheartening to be hit continually with oversimplifications like 'delusions never hurt anyone else' with attendant harmless and obviously-delusion-caused examples (i have witnessed cases in my own circle and beyond where someone having a delusion wrote a callout post that ruined another person's life because the rumor spread beyond the callout-writer's reach by the time they retracted their accusation and apologized, and also like.....it's well-known that delusions often draw upon common cultural canards and tropes like ‘the fbi is following me’, and often go hand-in-hand with paranoia — so yes, i have experienced MULTIPLE instances of people having totally sincere delusions spreading antisemitic conspiracy theories about how the jews are controlling them! delusions aren’t restricted to ‘things that only a delusion could cause’, and definitely aren’t restricted to things that are ‘politically correct for the mental-illness friendly social justice leftist tumblr in-group’)

like, in a private instance between two people in a nice un-messy case where one of you is Clearly Not Delusional, and the other one is Clearly having a delusion, and the delusion is something that's Only affecting the delusional person, like eg they believe they are turning into an animal -- yes, reality checking there is pretty much totally unjustified and pointless harm and abuse. but actually, a-person-having-a-delusion-at-the-moment is not an entity that spawns out of the ether and then dissolves back into it after they're done testing your ability to respond properly. the person exists in the same web of communication with multiple other people that every person has, and instances of delusion is not always conveniently telegraphed as Obviously A Delusion to everyone their communication reaches, especially other delusional people! if you see someone writing dangerous misinfo online that is being engaged with and reblogged on a viral scale where people don't realize that the op is having a delusion, contradicting it IS NEEDED when the main purpose of your contradiction is aimed not at checking the delusional person but at checking their messages's impact on other people -- even if that contradiction is just as harmful to the delusional person as any other reality check might be!!

it's COMPLICATED, there are no 100% ironclad rules that make you immune to fucking up if you just follow them. information and knowledge about how psychosis and delusions work, like this post, are absolutely invaluable to know, and the more information is more widely known and respected about it by ordinary people the better/more likely it is to be recognized and responded to without harming anyone. but they cannot cannot function as something that allows you to opt out of critical thinking about each context on a case-by-case basis. there is nothing that can let you lay down your responsibility for contextual assessment by eradicating the possibility of making a mistake or causing harm. nothing. ever. at all.

[jonathanbyersphd]

Unpopular ST Opinion

But I’ll be honest I think the reason I hate Eddie more with every passing day is because he’s just an obnoxious version of Jonathan? The background of their characters are SO SIMILAR (poor, alternative music taste, town freak) like I will go so far as to say that Eddie, for the most part, is an Expy of Jonathan and the Duffers created him because they couldn’t use Jonathan for this plotline. But the difference of viewpoints of Jonathan “you shouldn’t like things because someone tells you to” Byers vs. Eddie “list of things The Party is KNOWN to like are conformist” Munson turns them into Foils imo. (But this has been lost on the GA/majority of the Fandom)  

Like Jonathan would NEVER treat Lucas poorly for being part of the Basketball team as long as he thought Lucas was enjoying it. (Jonathan is a big fan of do what you want unless you’re hurting someone) Whereas Eddie intentionally made Lucas choose between two things he loves doing. Like in this instance Eddie canonically does not allow for character depth. He’s a lot like s1 Jonathan in that way, but where Jonathan sees Nancy (and Steve) show these hidden depths and grows his opinion, Eddie doesn’t really. (Which yes he’s only here for a season but the Chrissy thing happens so early he could’ve changed)  Yes one could argue that Eddie calls Chrissy a “freak” and tells Dustin that he shouldn’t change but it’s still that Black and White binary of freaks vs normies. They grey area isn’t there for Eddie. And it’s frustrating to have a character that has been around since season one, has such a similar character themes but isn’t as binary in his thinking be ignored by the larger fandom because he’s quiet (or not a pretty boy)???

Like I truly believe that Eddie is meant to contrast and highlight Jonathan’s character (and his growth from s1) but because it’s NOT as simple as let’s say Steve vs. Jonathan in s1 it was lost on the audience. It also doesn’t help that we don’t see a scene with them directly interacting. But, if you think about it both of their storylines this season are driven by their affection? (obvi Jonathan is in love, but Eddie is some flirting this seems like the best word) for Nancy and Chrissy respectively. Eddie tells Steve to make Vecna pay (for Chrissy) and Jonathan drags everyone across the country for Nancy. I also truly believe that Eddie dies at the end because there is no sense in keeping both his and Jonathan’s characters moving into season 5, we already have a loner/unpopular archetype who has more depth and is more integral to the overall story.

Furthermore, if they are seriously considering returning to season 1 groups this puts Steve (and Robin by extension) with Nancy and Jonathan (and likely Argyle for comic relief) and in terms of character ensembles there really isn’t room to have Eddie and Jonathan in the teen group. If you think about the five man band trope dynamic everyone in the current lineup (Nancy, Jonathan, Steve, Robin and Argyle) already fills a role and unless they want to extend to six there’s no room for Eddie. (this is also the reason Max is coma’d so they can draw parallels between The Party + El and the older teens) Additionally, I would not be surprised if they actually reduced the teens down to just Jonathan, Nancy, and Steve which would make even less sense for Eddie to be around. 

All of this isn’t to say Eddie is an inherently bad character, he serves a purpose. But with Jonathan back in Hawkins and the Satanic Panic allegory finished that purpose is over. 

I know this is a lot and probably doesn’t make sense but TLDR: Eddie is a foil of Jonathan and I’m mad he’s loved more.

[plaindangan]

Tsumugi inviting Fujiko over a livestream until it devolves into them arguing over what’s the best anime out there.

Somehow it leads to them cat fighting ripping their clothes off while livestream chat goes crazy over what they’re seeing

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

"--And today we have our surprise guest!! Give it up for Fujiko Yamada, creator of the popular 4koma Tara☆Spa!!" It was a collab both wanted to do for a while. Tsumugi, rising streamer and famous cosplayer/avid geek, interviewing one of the most famous indie release mangaka out there was serious boon to both her show (which was currently at 5K watchers so far) and Fujiko, who would gain even more recognition of her skills and work. It was a win-win that both saw the benefits from! In the comfort of Tsumugi's equally geekish room, Fujiko sat on the right of

"Hey, heeeeey!! How's my favorite group doing?!!! I'm so glad to be here!!" Said Fujiko, her sharp teeth grinning almost madly at the camera. The chat was already abuzz with Fujiko's presence (and sort of getting derailed with people wanting the alleged sadist to punish them), so, seemingly, there was nothing much to do other than go up with this event.

Why did you start doing manga?

What was your inspiration for doing so?

What advice did you have for people wanting to go solo?

What do you think of your 'excited' fanbase?

The questions went on and on and on...

All was well...until that seemingly innocent question.

"Alright, on the count of three, we'll both say at the same time - what is the best current anime adaptation out there."

"Sure, sure, sure!!~ I don't mind!! Keehahaha!"

"1.."

"2..."

"....3!!!!!"

"Tornado Sentai Spin Ranger!!!" declared Tsumugi!

"Pure Family Companion!!!!" Fujiko declared.

...

Huh?

"A...sentai? Really? Those are kinda a dime of a dozen. C'mon, you're yanking my chain with that! Keehahaha!" Fujiko said, chuckling snidely at such a choice. Defensively, Tsumugi shot back.

"Y-yeah?!! So what? You can still make a good show even with an old premise! They play around with old group dynamics very well - like making the leader the Sentai Spin Yellow or making the main vil-"

"Already done that two seasons ago - the only unique thing Spin Ranger does is how fast it can use up old tropes." Oh that does it! Tsumugi pouted and took a jab at Fujiko's favorite.

"And like Pure Family doesn't with its gratuitous fanservice and overly busty schoolgirls?!" Now this had Fujiko seething, though her version of that is smiling even more insanely than usual. But Mugi continued. "That writer is operating with one hand in their pants and you know it!!"

"It's called being a comedy type of show! Something I thought you valued Tsumugi!!"

"There's a time and place for ecchi, even in comedic sort of stuff! Then again you did make that 54th issue of-

"We don't talk about issue 54."

"Then don't talk about Spin Ranger like that!!"

"Awww, is someone's feelings a bit hurt because their show might as well be normie trash?~"

"YOU DID NOT CALL IT NORMIE TRASH!!!!"

"And what if I diiiiiiii-!!!! H--h-heeeeeey!!!" Without warning Tsumugi suddenly ripped open Fujiko's top button, exposing her violet bra and her own busty set of knockers.

"If you like your horny scenes so much, why don't you live it?!~" The cosplayer said smugly...only for a chill to run down her spine as she saw Fujiko's smirk turned all warped and dangerous~

"...Ohhh, so this is how you wanna play, bitch?~"

-

"Take it back! Take it back! Take it back!!!"

"Fuck no!! YOU take your bullshit back!!!"

It was hard to believe that an interview could go so wrong...and so right for the audience~

On the ground, both girls were grappling each other like mad. From Tsumugi yanking at Fujiko's pigtails and having her squeal in pain, to Fujiko constantly tugging forward at Tsumugi's long silky hair to hear her cries, both were really letting each other have it...and so engrossed in their fight, they didn't realize two things.

One, both uniforms were an utter wreck. Fujiko top and bra had been ripped to shreds and so her bare, jiggly, boobs were showing off...and the fact she had them pierced~ As for Tsumugi, while at least had her dark blue bra on (which still gave the viewers ample look at her fatty tits), her skirt had been ripped to shreds. Meaning Mugi's bubble booty and blue lace panties were making their stream debut too.

As they fought, chat was going wild with Tsumugi's moderators making a poll over who would win, and many donators giving the cosplayer thousands over the 'great show'. Something that, when the dust finally settled - with both mangaka and cosplayer realized they were getting filmed (and promptly shutting off Mugi's stream in a heartbeat) - an idea came to both. That, once a month, both would participate in a 'sexy showdown' with each other, in a more official setting. Sometimes it'd be dressing in skimpy cosplays, other times its just in bikini - but always both would be wrestling with each other. For the sake of their opinion....

And that pervy yen~

(Hope you guys enjoyed Fujiko here - it's always a treat to get some of the more underused girls, so feel free to send more for others like her if you want/can!)

[fairymint]

do you ship any of your muses with some of your others? (Lol. Lmao even.)

From a muse-creation perspective, this blog is ship-focused! Yes, But, I'd say the major differences is how seriously I take the actual ships from each other. (these could be asks all their own, in complete honesty.) idk, I guess I have a compulsion to believe that my muses are prey to tropes and cliches and get critical- Plus, I don't write muses that I 'control', so it doesn't matter how "cringe" or pathetic I might find em- some ships are They're Idiots, others really sweet. Depends on what dynamic and emotions fuel the ship- I write ships that "deal with" character flaws, typically. it's narrative/introspective, morally. But I do know that I 'respect' the ships I have with others' muses more for the most part. though those are often a bit more planned or spontaneous, rather than the limbo my muses exist in between meeting and being 'really close'. (mid burn, really.) anyways.

I'm the most normal about Felix with either Rex or possibly Brookie- the most normie and mundane relationships I think I'd have here; though they aren't yet really 'canon' yet, probably due to being a bit lowkey? He's also not on the muse list currently, but my robot OC, Sterling, also falls into this but it is a little canon b/c he's just a sweetheart. I can't imagine Sterling with anyone but Felix, genuinely.

Most of my canons have an idealized relationship with Felix- shipping them a lot because they're genuine sweethearts, productive sweethearts. yayyyy altruism-

I'm super not normal about my Volo with any ship- because he's a muse that pushes the lust boundary quite close to the line; he's dramatic, he's a baby bi, he's kinky, and his ego size slides on the extreme scales- it's threateningly passionate. He's just not normal about people. He carries chaser energy without actually being one. I joke to myself 'he Will fetishize you' at times. So I find him amusing to make fun of, to a point. But the other half of the time I do adore him, because it's nice that he loves so hard, shows it well. it's just basic, man hot. but the consequences...

I state my opinion on finding Magnus a ridiculous chickenshit quite often, because the man can't communicate. What I like to do is joke like he's a loser, but am happy when he gets good things, ultimately.

I do Ship Pit and Shulk, they just seem like they'd be besties cause they're sweethearts, always have. bffs, boyfriends, whathaveyou. villager, aka Felix, with them is the OT3. I also ship Ninja and Shopkeeper, just cause snarkxmeathead is a stupid-fun dynamic.

I think the only muse I'm neutral towards shipping is Boyfriend, because he's just here to have a fun time- it sounds fun, but he just hasn't done anything besides say really unhinged stuff; it sounds funny as fuck in theory.

[veeveex3]

Just The Two of Us (Idia Shroud x gn!reader)

Tags: fluff, hurt / comfort, crack (?), miscommunication trope (derogatory), my attempt at perspective shifting and humor, idia slander /lh (idk why I bullied him sm in this chapter lolol)

Word Count: 3602

It's been a week since your last date with Idia and you're starting to believe that he's lost interest in you. However, Idia is insecure from what has happened on said date. Luckily, you're both able to clear each other's misconceptions.

AN: hhhhhh i'm sorry this took so longggg i just knew what I wanted to right but not how to write it, y'know. also i wanted to take a break from writing longer fics since I wrote the last one in the middle of the night (as if i'm not doing that again-)

You lay awake in bed. It's 1 am, the air is cool and the only noises you can hear are the trees shaking outside and Grim's little snores. You should, theoretically, be asleep right now. But your worries keep you up.

It's been about a week since your first, and seemingly last date with Idia Shroud. The boy you've had a crush on for so long. The boy you've been close friends with for even longer. And he hasn't talked to you since. You thought he hated you for that date. Maybe it was because you knew of his anxiety and still made him go outside. Maybe it was because you kicked him too much while playing that arcade game. Maybe it-

Your thoughts are luckily silenced by the bright light coming from your phone. You glance over at the notification. Speak of the devil.

Sans: hey you up?

You were annoyed by how nonchalant he seemed despite trying to avoid you for the past week but your desire to be closer to him was stronger than any resentment you had for the boy.

You: no lol

Sans: oh (╥﹏╥)

Sans: im sorry for waking you

Sans: forgot normies needed their sleep

Sans: ill let you sleep

You: no it's fine. i was just joking

Sans: ಠ︵ಠ

You: so, did you wanna talk about something?

There was silence for a few moments. Maybe he really was mad at you; you would think if the constant flickering of ellipses at the bottom of your screen had anything to say for it.

Sans: just wanted to ask you something (´-﹏-`；)

You: and this couldn't wait until morning??

Sans: yes

Sans: i wanna see you again

Sans: in person

Sans: i miss you

Sans: i really do

Your heart tightened with a multitude of different feelings. On one hand, you were upset because he could've spoken up about this beforehand. On the other hand, you would feel really bad to get mad at him if he was serious. And on a separate hand that swatted the other two away, you just wanted to hold your firey little shut in so bad!

You: you better not be lying y'know!

Sans: im not!!!

You: good, cuz i miss you too dumbass

Sans: (≧▽≦)

Sans: wait dumbass?!?!

If you were mad before, that feeling was swiftly filled with amusement. You tried to keep your laughter in, so as not to wake Grim, who was still peacefully sleeping at the edge of your bed. Feeling mischievous, you decided to tease Idia.

You: so, you wanna see me so bad huh???

Sans: ye?

Sans: if it's about me being distant for the past week, ikik

Sans: id rather talk about it in person though

Sans: i don't wanna talk about it over text and have you not believe me and get a bad end!

Your nerves started to grow again. You two didn't even start dating yet and he wanted to break up?! Hopefully this was just a misunderstanding on your behalf but given how tired and already upset you were before, it was hard to think rotationally.

You: k. how about we meet up tomorrow? or today ig

Sans: SO SOON?!?!

You were confused by his response. Clearly if he wanted you two to stay friends then he'd want to have this conversation earlier than later.

You: yeah, why not??

Sans: alright alright fineee

Sans: just dont come super early

Sans: maybe around 12 or something

You: sure. see you

You hoped your texts didn't come off as too bitter but honestly, you just really didn't want the relationship you two started to end so quickly. With that text, you tried to go back to bed.

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Idia: alright

Idia: night

Idia dropped his phone on his desk and plopped his face in his hands. Your texts seemed dryer than usual, you didn't respond back to his good night text telling him he should go to bed as you usually would, and you wanted to see him this soon?! Idia's leg began to bounce as he bit his lip in frustration. He should really clean up his room now. Yeah he would have less time to grind in the newest MMORPG he started playing but it's the price he had to pay for you not to call him a disgusting NEET.

Idia got up from his chair to stretch. His lips positioned themselves into his usual frown as he checked his phone to see if you replied.

.*♡Prefect♡*.: sure. see you

That was the last message you sent to him.

"Of course they're upset at me still" Idia thought to himself, "I mean, I did avoid them for the past couple of days." Since he didn't go to school in person, he spent 90% of his time in his room. Even then, he wouldn't respond to your texts.

.*♡Prefect♡*.: hey! how are you today??

.*♡Prefect♡*.: is everything alright??

.*♡Prefect♡*.: are you upset?

Of course he wasn't upset at you, you miracle given to him by the Great Seven themselves! Why would he be? You're nice to him, your patient, you care about his needs more than he did, you let him kiss you on the cheek-

Idia let out a long, pitiful sigh. He leaned against his desk chair, forehead digging deeper and deeper into the headrest. He wanted to kiss you again. Hell, he would give up almost anything to kiss you properly. But he knew he wouldn't be able to. I mean, yeah you took him out on a date, sure. But why would you, the nicest, sweetest, most precious, and most attractive person be ok with him kissing you, let alone on the lips.

He slowly picked himself up from his chair. I mean, his room isn't going to pick itself up!

"I just really hope they're not mad at me" Idia muttered to himself, "I really do."

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Noon came and you found yourself pacing at Idia's door. Unknown to you, Idia was exhausted from cleaning his room all night and loathing all morning. And unknown to Idia, you were fiddling with the hem of your shirt, thinking that Idia wanted to end your relationship seemingly as soon as it started.

You hesitantly knocked on the door. You heard a soft yelp from the other side followed by a couple small crashes.

"H-hold on a second!" You heard Idia yell from the other side. "And don't startle me like that!" A moment later, the door unlocked and Idia peeked through the crack as he normally did.

"Did you really have to knock that loud?" His voice was soft but still had the air of annoyance you were used to. You nodded you head with a stupid smirk on your face, to which the boy rolled his eyes and opened the door for you.

His room was a lot cleaner than it usually was: his bed was neatly made, any wrappers and boxes were either thrown out or neatly put away, and the cords that were usually littered across the floor were tucked away under his PC. You have Idia a dramatic shocked face while looking at his room and back at him.

"Are you sure this is your room?!" you teased, "It's so clean! And I can barely smell the usual burnt hot pocket stench in here!" Idia lightly bonked you on the head for that remark, causing you to dramatically wince in pain.

"I do clean up here every once in a while, you know? You thought I just never cleaned?" Again, you nodded aggressively to his question. Idia sighed at you and plopped down on his bed. You walked up to his bed to do the same before you stopped yourself. The boy pouted as he noticed you standing in front of his bed still and ever-so-gently patted the spot next to him.

"Y-you don't have to ask permission to sit on my bed. I don't… mind." You did as he said and sat down next to him.

The next couple of minutes were met with silence. Occasionally, one of you two would open your mouths to speak only to be met with silence. Before the last couple of weeks, you and Idia would be a lot more relaxed around each other. Time spent in his room would mainly consist of Idia playing games or working at his desk while you would annoy him while sitting on his desk. What you would give to go back to bombard Idia with requests to pay attention to you just to show him a stupid meme or play the vibe boom sound affect to annoy him. It was like you were two different people now.

"So," you finally spoke up, "what'd you wanna talk about in person?" That question was so simple but hit Idia like a truck. He'd been rehearsing how to talk to you about this but fell short at the task at hand. His mind went blank as he stuttered, fiddling with his hands as he grew more uneasy knowing you were looking at him so intently. He took in a sigh.

"I'm really sorry." Idia trembled as he spoke. He brought his knees up to his face, hiding it and any potential tears that might come out.

"For what?" you asked. You hoped it was for him not responding to your messages for the past week but that didn't seem to be the case since he wouldn't necessarily need to apologize to you in person for that.

"For the date. I was really lousy and anxious and a burden, y'know? And I even had the audacity to…" he paused for a second, burying himself deeper into his knees, "kissing you, in the photo booth." Idia wiped any loose tears on his pants and looked at you to see your response. Surprisingly to him, you had the most deadpan face he's ever seen from you.

"Are you deadass?"

"Y-yeah? Did I say something wrong? Was that not a proper apology for you? You want me to grovel at my knees, begging you for my forgiveness and give you all of my possession?" Idia yelped again as he saw how your face looked somehow even more annoyed. He swore he was about to throw up right then and there. You stood up from the bed to stand right in front of him.

"H-hey, what're you-"

SMACK

Both of your hands held Idia's cheeks as he winced in pain.

"You have to be one of the smartest yet stupidest people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting!" You began to smush his face together as he spoke. "I've known you for about a good year now. I've been friends with you for about a good year now. And I've liked you, ROMANTICALLY, for a long while now!"

"R-really?!" Idia looked at you with a dumbstruck expression. You squished his face closer together in response, kneeling down to his eye level.

"Yes, really. And I went on a date with you. I had so much fun that day. Hell, I even kissed you before too and you seemed to enjoy that quite a bit!" Idia grew flustered in your hold. You wondered whether or not he was a robot too, given how much he was seemingly malfunctioning.

"Well- that's because- you know, I-" The more Idia failed to speak the warmer and pinker he became; which was good news for you because you found that shit adorable. You were only teasing him but finding out he really did enjoy your little forehead peck filled your heart by tenfold. But now wasn't the time for gushing over how cute the humanized fireball was. You gently removed your hands from Idia's face and held his hand in yours, placing them on his lap.

"Idia, I'm not upset at you for the date. If anything, I'm more upset that you ignored me for a week since you were probably sulking the whole time." Oof, you hit the nail right on the head.

Idia shrank into himself, feeling even worse about himself. He trembled, trying to hold back his tears. He wasn't considering the fact that you enjoyed spending time with him. He was so used to only Ortho wanting to spend time with him and caring about him. Having a whole human being who wasn't his brother enjoyed his presence so much that they missed the absence of it filled him with overwhelming emotions. Then, you pulled him in for a loose yet gentle embrace, and he cracked.

He brought you in closer, shoving his face in the crook of your shoulder to hide the sniffles and whimpers. You gently rubbed small circles against his back and he trembled more from how hard he was holding back sobbing aggressively into your shoulder.

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Idia began to calm down in your touch, but soon got up to wipe his tear-stained face.

"So," you began to speak, causing the boy to jump, "should I leave now?" You didn't want to leave so soon, all you wanted was to hang out with your favorite gamer boy. However, from what he had displayed earlier, you thought it would be best for him to cool off on his own.

"Wait, no!" Idia realized how loud and desperate he sounded. He began to mentally curse himself for that. "I- I mean, if you'd like to leave you can. But I'm also fine with you staying too."

"Alright, then I guess I'm staying for the night then." You thought it would be best to go back to Ramshackle dorm and pick up some stuff if you were going to do so.

"W-wait- what- h-huh?!" Idia rushed towards you in confusion. He had a bunch of questions to ask at once such as "Why are you leaving?", "Why are you staying overnight?", "Do you wanna sleep in my bed? With me in it?" "Am I dreaming???"

"Well, I thought now's a better time than ever to make up for the time you ignored me for the past week. Plus, I have to get stuff from my room like pajamas and snacks." You moved towards him, poking his chest to get his attention. "That is, unless you have some spare clothes you can lend me instead?"

He was gonna start crying again if you kept this up. He's not at a high enough level to unlock your SSR tier costume! He was just hoping that this limited-time event was gonna get a rerun.

"Well then, I'm going back to my dorm now. See you in a bit!"

"See you…" Idia shut his door as you ran back to Ignihyde's dorm mirror. He cursed himself for ever thinking of ignoring you for so long if this is what the consequences would've been.

You came back with a backpack's worth of stuff, in addition to a small bag of snacks and bottled water.

"What's the bag for?" Idia inquired.

"Well, since we're probably gonna be staying in your room for the rest of the day, I thought I might as well get us some food to eat." Idia's eyes widened, realizing the last thing he ate was a half-leftover bag of gummy worms last night before he started cleaning. How he's still alive amazes the both of you.

You set down your backpack at the edge of Idia's bed and the bag of snacks on his desk. You tried to pick snacks that weren't just sweets given Idia's shit diet that seemed to consist mainly of candy and energy drinks. You make a mental note to order something with vegetables for dinner. One snack in particular catches your eye though.

"Hey, Idia" you call out to him. He hums in response, also checking out the snacks in your bag. "Wanna watch a couple movies?" You grab a bag of popcorn chips and shake it at him.

"Sure" he replies, trying hard not to focus too hard on how hungry the popcorn chips make him, "I can boot up a couple on my laptop." Idia went to grab his laptop while you went to make a pillow nest on the floor.

"Do you really have to put all of my stuff on the floor?" Idia complained as you began to add one of his bean bag chairs in the nest.

"Would you rather sit and cuddle on the bed?" Idia flushed at the mix of tease and sincerity in your voice as he shook his head. You chuckled as you continued to work on your nest, making it big enough for the two of you to fit without making it too small so as not to make things too uncomfortable. The two of you plopped in your creation, pulling a blanket over your laps.

"What do you wanna watch?" Idia asked.

"I wanna watch something stupid."

"Huh, why's that?"

"The shittier the movie, the funnier it is to laugh at how much money the producers wasted."

"Fair enough." Idia chuckled as he went looking for a bad movie to watch.

As he was looking, you decided to sneak glances at the boy in question. His hair was put in a high ponytail, likely from when he was cleaning his room last night. His lips were slightly agape and occasionally wetted by his tongue. He was wearing his long-sleeved black and blue undershirt, black sweatpants, and uncharacteristic purple cat print socks. You bit your lip unconsciously; realizing how creepy that would have seemed, you pried your eyes away from him. You felt a slight tap on your shoulder, causing you to jump.

"Is this one ok?" He pointed to the screen, showing the description for a movie called "The Velocipastor". You failed to hold in your laughter reading it, leading Idia to laugh as well and start the movie. Some time passed as the two of you watched the movie while making snarky commentary on it.

"Why did the pimp even kill the main character's parents anyways?" You ask, reaching for another popcorn chip.

"I dunno. Maybe it's because most media protagonists need to have at least one dead parent to add to their tragic backstory. Imagine this movie as a shounen anime lmao." The two of you started laughing hysterically at the thought. You had to rewind just so you wouldn't miss anything.

As you went to grab more of your chips, you realized the bag was empty. Your hand went to grab another snack from your snack bag as your hand brushed Idia's. He was quick to pull his hand away, but placed his hand on the bag after you got your new snack. His golden eyes glanced at your hands every once in a while, you couldn't help but smile at how obvious he was being.

You slowly placed your hand on top of Idia's. His hand was large and slightly cool. It was rough likely due to how much he deals with machinery. His fingernails were visibly chewed on while his knuckles were boney and prominent. You began to rub over his hand with your thumb, causing the boy to let out a soft sigh. He quickly cleared his throat and rewound the movie once again. You looked over at the clearly flustered boy and chuckled at how cute he was being. The noticable pink tips of his fiery hair would be the death of him.

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Over the course of the night, the two of you watched four shitty movies, had dinner, and had a bunch of fun. After dinner though, you grew sleepy, having only so much energy left. You would slowly start falling asleep only to jolt yourself awake every couple of minutes. That was until Idia stopped the movie you were currently watching and closed his laptop.

"Why'd you stop the movie?" You tried to wipe as much sleep from your eyes as you could.

"Because you need to go to bed" Idia replied, getting up to put everything away, "A normie like you can't stay up for very long, y'know?" You pouted at his teasing, knowing he wasn't exactly lying. It was getting pretty late and your body was getting heavy from drowsiness. You huffed as you made a makeshift bed on the floor and lied down.

"Good night." You yawned, "Don't let the bed bugs bite."

"Night" Idia muttered, trying to grab a pillow for his bed. As he went to pull the pillow away, your hand grabbed gently at his sleeve, tugging it with just as much strength. His heart tightened from your display. He knew he'd regret it later but he'd have to be a new brand of evil to resist your sleepy charm.

Idia lied down next to you. As he did, he studied your face as he briefly noticed you did to him earlier. Every part of you was perfect to him: your parted lips, you gently fluttering eyelashes, your soft snores. He was so glad to have such a nice CG to go to sleep looking at. He knew he'd have the sweetest dreams from this.

You stirred a bit, causing Idia to turn around away from you, just in case his face creeped you out. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he felt a slight push against his back. Turning slowly as not to disturb you, he found you trying to tuck yourself into his back. He turned back again to face you and pressed his forehead against your temple.

"Sweet dreams."

[sparkbeast20]

You’re my Treasure (Mammon X MC) Pt15 Final

The Blue Lotus petals (series)

As a fan of Beauty X Beast pairing, Showing your “true self” to Lover or (Monster Love) Tropes. I figure to make a (More Demonic Forms AU/head canon) story for each brothers. Heads up each brother’s Story is long as fuck. So, I’ll be posting them as parts and finishing one brother before moving on to the rest of them.

(spoiler for lesson 1-60)

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7 Pt8 Pt9 Pt10 Pt11 Pt12 Pt13 Pt14

Warning: Swearing, Demonic nature.

Previously

“Okay, now here’s the Plan” Satan start discussing about how to trap Lucifer and make sure that he and Mammon stay in one place and not make the same mistake as before.

“Why do I have to carry the two of ya” Mammon as Levi and Belphie are in his arms. While you are with Beel upfront and Satan with Asmo is behind of two, as Beel following Lucifer’s scent.

“Because your more bigger then Beel right” Levi answer him, and Mammon just groans at him.

“I didn’t realize how soft your feathers are Mammon, this could be great for pillow stuffing” as Belphie said it, he nuzzles his face on to Mammon’s arm. Hiding the fact that he misses his big brother.

“OI! Don’t get any idea!!” Belphie sleepy laugh at Mammon’s bash reply, which Belphie scoffs.

Beel track down Lucifer’s scent in the mountain’s valley near the woods where Mammon’s treasure cavern is, soon you all hear a shrike from the distant, to both Mammon and Satan displease with the latter which clench his fist so tight he dug his nails into the palm of his hand.

“Satan, are you okay…...your trembling” Asmo asks as he feel Satan shaking.

“It’s fine Asmo…... it’s just my instinct kicking in, maybe because we’re in his territory I start acting like this. Shit I didn’t expect this strong of a demonic presence, this ruin the plan entirely”

“So, what now?”

“Our best bet is y/n’s pact with Lucifer, pinning him down long enough for at least on of us cast a chain spell on him, then Mammon can make sure he doesn’t escape”

After minutes of flying, both Asmo and Beel to feel weak and unease, and Mammon sees it.

“Oi, what’s going on with you two”

“I don’t know…... its like my body is getting heavy” Beel can barely say it, he felt like something is causing his body to feel numb.

“I think…... I can’t go on” Asmo started to slowly decent down, as Satan tries to talk to him.

“Asmo! You need to~”

Suddenly both Asmo and Beel felt a surge through their body, they felt that their wings are getting heavier.

“Shit! I can’t move wings” Beel is trying his damnedest to keep flying, eventually he can’t take it anymore and decided to make an emergency landing in one of the path ways between the mountains, and Asmo followed suit with Mammon not far behind.

“Beel! Are you okay!” Belphie immediately rushes to his twin’s side as Asmo can barely stand, while the rest looks around to see where you guys landed.

“Mammon…...” you called out to him, with a worried tone in your voice, as if you felt someone or something is watching you.

“Stay right there, I’ll come to you” Mammon start walking towards you, when he stops and his feathers immediately stand upright, and his wings is spread out in a defensive way.

You quickly turned around to see a black griffin-like demon with six pair wings, a tail with seven peacock feathers on the tip end, familiar horns and eyes with the sclera ink black with crimson red eyes staring directly at you.

“Lucifer…...” you mutter under you’re breathe as your eyes start to shifted, scared of what’s is going to happen.

Lucifer shrikes, launches himself towards you, but Mammon leaps over you, and colliding with Lucifer. The two of them fall on the ground and quickly got up and take a defensive stance as they growl at each other.

“Lucifer! Snap out it. Your better than this. You know us, you know me!” but the only thing that Lucifer did was shrike at Mammon and rushes at him. But then.

“Lucifer. STAY!?!” Immediately Lucifer was pinned on the ground, and try to struggle out of the invisible force on his body down.

Mammon turns around to see you with one hand reaching out and your pact mark with Lucifer glow on the right side of your chest, but Mammon can see that you’re struggling to hold down Lucifer.

The others finally got up, then Satan start casting the spell while the others circle around the two older brothers.

“Lucifer!!” Asmo calls out to him only met with anger shrike, then Levi and Beel start walking close to the two.

Feeling surrounded and threaten by his brothers. Lucifer, let out an eerie shrike causing the other brothers halted in place as they can feel their body twitching uncontrollably as they feel an uncontrollable force making their body weak causing them to fall on their knees all expect Mammon who fought the effect of Lucifer’s shrike, as he makes his way to him.

He sees it in Lucifer’s eyes. Fear, panic and confusion in his eyes just remained when he was like this, not even fully changed yet, and he was terrified. But you were there with him before and after transformation to keep him company and you might know it, but you were his guide back to his sanity when he was lost in his own instinct, now you’re helping him with Lucifer’s own beast.

This time he’ll be the guide for his brother, now he towards over the avatar of pride subdue state, with the attend to remain him of the promise he made with him long ago.

“Lucifer” Mammon calls out to his brother with sincere and honest in his voice “I’ll still stand by you, Lucifer” He stop shrike, and look at Mammon with confusion in his eyes. “Remember what I said to you long ago, I never regret following you and never will we need you Lucifer."

Mammon, will not let this happen, losing him like this. not even in a fight.

But he didn't know that Lucifer can hear him and remember that night.

The night he took Mammon's advice, and that draw him back to his senses, as Mammon continue on.

"And if I have to beat that to your thick head to make you realize that we need you and how much you need me. I know you’ll never say it~”

“I do need you Mammon….” He’s eyes widen to hear Lucifer talk to him, even his like this “I…...I’m sorry…. for lying and…... everything”

He got to him. He knew that Lucifer can hear him.

Mammon chuckles to Lucifer’s apology, to think his never going to hear this from him once this all over.

Meanwhile Levi was the first one to get back on his feet, and witness what he always wanted. The two talking with out turning into an argument. With Mammon comforting Lucifer in his own way.

“Oi, you can’t say things like that here, what if Satan or Belphie hear ya” he getting through to him. “Lucifer, listen. We’re gonna stay in the cave until you get a hold of this. It’s too dangerous to go back home yet. Don’t worry I’m stay and help ya through this” he smiles with eyes at Lucifer.

“Your …... enjoying this aren’t you” even with the demonic voice, Mammon can tell that Lucifer sound tired. Maybe once there in the cave, he can tease his brother.

“y/n its okay, he’s calming down”

“Are you sure” he nodded in respond, so you lower you hand and sigh in relief. Then let the first and second be alone while check on the others.

Once the force of the pact was gone, Lucifer got up with his head hang low. Disappoint at himself for using the book, he thought it was necessary with Mammon’s state. He was wrong, then he looks up to see Mammon who is trouble maker, stepping up took charge, when he was gone. He might be mentally exhausted but he can clearly see how Mammon has grown.

Lucifer walk up to Mammon and lean his head on Mammon's Shoulder, and let out a satisfy squawk. Then he pat Lucifer on the head, just glad that his calming down

“Good to have ya back, brother”

Once he reaches the nest in the cavern, Lucifer flop in the center nest and immediately fell in sleep, while Mammon watch from the mouth of the cavern.

After making sure that Lucifer is fully asleep, he heads towards you and the rest of his brothers to entre way of the cave.

“How is he?” you ask as you walk over to him.

“he’s asleep, he would be tired after all of that flying after changing” he answering you, before puling you into hug and holding you tightly. “Make sure our room is clean, by the time we get back kay’” you hum in respond as you bury your face into him, and start sobbing. “Hey! Its not like I’ll be gone forever. It’ll be a week, or even least with Lucifer prideful head, keeping him in control.”

You look up to him with tears gathering in the corner of your eye. “I know, is just I couldn’t help to feel responsible to cause all of this” tears start fall, but Mammon use the back of his hand to wipe it off.

“y/n even if we didn’t go to the casino that night, I would have done everything to make sure your save and sound, you’re my treasure after all” you blush and hide your face in his feathery chest and he laughs at your action “Hahaha. Now who’s flustered now!”

“Shaddup”

“Oh my, your even talk like him. You really need this time to be apart” Asmo chipper in as he and Beel are getting ready to fly back to house.

“Come on normie! We can’t waste more time here anymore. I’ve missed three days’ worth of events and login~”

“Oi! You’re not going anywhere; you’re staying here with me and Lucifer.” Mammon cuts off Levi and quickly grab him by the helm of his jacket and drag him back.

“This so unfair!?! Why do I’ve to stay?”

“Welp we’re off” Satan grab hold on to Asmo, he and Beel with you and Belphie arm on each of his arm took off leaving a pleading Levi yelling to take him with you.

Once you all are far way from the cave Asmo flew closer to Beel, Satan start talking to you.

“Enjoy the next couple of days with no Lucifer, because once he and those two come home, expect your name to be written on the ceiling”

“Satan!” Asmo butts in “Lucifer wouldn’t do that to our little human, he might be cruel but he’s not that heartless”

Satan looks up to Asmo with a grin on his face, telling him that to eat his own words.

“I can’t believe you would do that to our human Lucifer!?! How could you!”

“Asmo, I will not hesitant to strung you up to, for giving a headache this early in the morning”

“So, Lucifer how’s it feels being back to chaos and piles of paper works”

“You two, better enjoy your freedom now. Because once Diavolo approve the use of the book. You’ll be first two are going to change and I’ll make sure of that”

After returning from that cave with Mammon and Levi, two days ago. Lucifer had been catching up with a week worth’s of reports, bills, and paper works.

Now Asmo is at his side nagging and Satan just being Satan, as he makes his way to staircase where him strung you up by the waist after finding out that it was you who drag Mammon at that Casino in the first place.

As he got there, he saw Beel looking up to where you are being hanged.

“Beel what are you~” he Immediately cuts himself off when he looks up to see that you were gone and the rope is cut. Satan and Asmo try not to laugh at the whole thing.

“Ah? Lucifer” he glances over to Beel who is holding a white feather in his hand. “I find this~”

“MAAAMOOON!”

At the roof of the house was you at Mammon arms just being at each other’s presences as you two heard Lucifer screaming his name.

“Looks like that our que to fly out of here”

“Where do we go?” as you ask Mammon lifted you up in his arms, and quickly shifted into his tame form.

“Where do ya want to go?”

You wrap your arms around his neck, lean in to kiss him on the cheek, then set you head on his shoulder.

“Anywhere, as long your there” he chuckles “ya got it, treasure” and take off, flying to the dark sky. Happy and content.

Fin

Note: I didn’t expect for this story to take this long.

[belphegorbillickin]

Leviathan is Autistic! (And here's why!)

Literally every part of his personality screams autistic, there's nothing about it that doesn't, much less go against it.

Most of all imo is that he looks to anime to try to figure out how to act and how to be "cool."

Calling everyone normies almost seems more about them (not visually) being neurodivergent instead of for not being weebs too imo. He uses it for situations that have nothing to with weeb culture constantly.

But also he's really blunt and sometimes unintentionally rude when not being manipulative, he has a hard time emphasizing, feels isolated and unable to relate to anyone, he's happy watching the same thing daily, he rushes to categorize people into tropes and finds it easier to understand.

His hyperfixations, constantly caging people to rant at them, his poor control over his demon form compared to the others, his excited yelling and body movements, he feels really uncomfortable with direct skin contact unless warned, the way he jumps when touched, the way he only wants to wear comfortable clothes and adjusts his uniform to be as comfortable as possible.

He's even able to remember the tiniest little details about his hyperfixations like what was in the Lord of Shadow's hands for a second in the TSL quiz.

He fits pretty much every major symptom in adults so far besides getting easily overstimulated. Even then that might be part of why he hates going out and eating at the table so much and always has headphones on him.

I hate loud noises in general, but personally it's more the overlapping of sounds and/or certain pitches an unsteady patterns that really get me freaked out. Like having the TV on while a bunch of people are talking, especially several different conversations, and silverware clinking. Or even just a dog barking at all makes it physically impossible for me to eat.

Covering all of that with a cohesive loud sound like music is a huge help for me and it could be for him.

Literally everything about him is something I can relate to or I've seen in a ton of other autistic people and I can't say the same for all "shy" or nerdy characters either.

It's worth noting that despite being the avatar of envy he's actually very confident (bordering on arrogant) when it comes to his talents. He's only really unsure of his social skills.

He's also surprisingly forward if you state your interest in him, he'll even initiate kisses. To me that kind of hints at not being confident in his ability to read social cues and expressions, which is textbook behavior.

Overall he strikes me more as someone who has no confidence in his romantic desirability and has a hard time reading people than someone who's just shy and submissive or generally has low self-esteem.

You can be both of course, but I don't think he's just shy or very submissive.

He's actually kind of a (loveable) asshole that never hesitates to throw his opinions out there even if they get him in trouble.

Adding onto the "more comfortable with tropes" point, while he typically acts surprised by affection when you were given a choice to say you loved him in his birthday he was much more confident and less nervous when you said it begrudgingly. This isn't the first time this kind of thing has happened, but it's the first direct comparison.

I believe a huge part of that is that it's much easier for him to believe that someone is embarrassed to like him and that part (but not all) of his self-depreciating behavior is manipulative, but also because he's not confident in his ability to ensure MC was being sincere without tropes to lean on.

I don't know if Solomare intended him to be, he could've just been based on typical otaku stereotypes but said stereotypes are autistic coded as well.

A lot of hardcore otakus (using the Japanese definition) are autistic irl and a lot of autistic people irl are otakus.

Hardcore otaku culture in itself reeks of autism tbh. Anime otakus have become kind of glamorized, but if you see the same behavior with train or bug otakus it's a lot easier for neurotypicals to recognize it as "obsessive" and "weird" rather than "quirky" or passionate.