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Like I just thought of this but honestly why would the Celestial Realm choose Simeon for the exchange program in the first place? Seems like a pretty suspish task to assign an angel who already has history of being rebellious. I think either they want Simeon to be pushed that extra bit into falling, or maybe they just figured “pfft, send Simeon, hopefully he’ll get eaten” or something
It is definitely an interesting choice! There are a few different factors and possibilities here, so it's hard to draw a single solid conclusion, but we find Simeon and his position in all of this to be utterly fascinating, so let's talk about it!
(this got long, so sticking it behind a read more -- spoilers through season 3 below!)
First off, Simeon mentions that Luke was personally handpicked by Michael for the exchange program but never particularly mentions the same of himself, which does raise a potential question of whether he was actually chosen in the first place. Could it be that, out of all the angels, he was the only one to willingly volunteer himself? He certainly doesn't seem to share the predominant outlook on demons that other angels such as Luke, and formerly Lucifer, generally have. Given how differently he seems to look at things compared to the other angels, and seeing as he used to be quite high up himself, it wouldn't be entirely shocking if he had just offered to be one of the exchange students.
On the other hand, if he was chosen in particular, there's the question of why. Given his no-fucks-given attitude and willingness to talk back, he's not the easiest to work with, so maybe his superiors just wanted him out of his hair for a while. Perhaps it's a forceful test of loyalty because they don't trust him and want him to prove himself.
Or, more sinisterly, it's possible that it's a way of passive aggressively shutting down Diavolo's efforts at creating peace between the realms -- a goal which they don't seem outright opposed to, but which they also don't seem to really support. If they already dislike Simeon because of his attitude and think he might fall, a gentle push over the threshold that conveniently happens while he's down in the Devildom is a great excuse to shut that all down, or even declare war if that's a goal of theirs. After all, they previously sent Lucifer as their representative to communicate with Diavolo, and their conversations together planted such major doubts in the Celestial Realm that it eventually led to his rebellion and fall. Having another angel fall after spending time there is a great excuse to say, "Hey, you're doing something bad to our angels, so we refuse to cooperate anymore, and in fact we're going to destroy the Devildom to ensure no more angels fall."
While this is probably the most extreme take on the Celestial Realm, it's worth remembering that this game puts us on the side of the demons, and biblically, there is a predicted "end times" which involves angels battling and defeating demons once and for all. If there's conflict coming, it seems likely it'll originate from the Celestial Realm, and for a realm that seems to overall look down upon demons with disgust and distrust, it's possible they could be aiming for such an end result to come true. If that's the case, they might well be willing to sacrifice Simeon to do so.
The other major aspect to consider, however, is that he's acting as the primary diplomat between their realms. Simeon's job is to keep eyes on the Devildom's activities and pass messages from the Celestial Realm, especially from Michael, to Lord Diavolo. Much like MC is an exchange student mostly along for the ride while Solomon acts as a "leader" for the human realm, Luke is just a child, leaving Simeon to fulfill the diplomatic role for the angels. Considering what a critical role this is, we can at least say it's unlikely that he was sent just to get eaten, or as some kind of cruel bullying. And, whatever his personal feelings about the Celestial Realm, he does seem to act out this role quite deftly.
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In Season 2 especially, he gives away nothing about the Celestial Realm's intentions, while pointedly revealing that he is passing information about the Devildom back to the angels, and unflinchingly delivers a not-so-veiled threat to Lord Diavolo on Michael's behalf. As an ambassador, he's a pain to deal with, and maybe that's exactly why the Celestial Realm chose him -- as Solomon says, "He's not like the other angels." He's plainly willing to be disrespectful, regardless of whether he's talking to Michael, Diavolo, or anybody else. Simeon has a uniquely killer "I'm a polite diplomat who isn't saying anything actually wrong so you can't do anything to me, but I'm also totally threatening you" smile. And while he's not really high-ranking enough to come across as outright aggressive from the Celestial Realm, he used to be, which means they're likely more willing to entrust him with this role that might not normally fall upon such a "low-level grunt," and this has the added benefit of not really burdening the Celestial Realm with tying up a high-ranking angel long-term too. All of this makes him actually a perfect pick for handling a tense diplomatic relationship in which they want to be not-so-blatant aggressors.
Finally, we should also consider what exactly Simeon's history of rebellion is. And the answer is, well...we don't actually know! Why was he demoted? Why did the game seem to suggest that their father is his greatest fear, not Lucifer's? Was the demotion one drastic kick down, or was it gradual? What is he actually like in the Celestial Realm? We certainly have our personal thoughts and headcanons around all of these questions, but the truth is, there's no canonical answer yet! But what we do know is this: Simeon has only much more recently come to realize just how unhappy he really was.
We see him sass Michael at the end of Season 2, but a major theme around Simeon following that is reflection. Throughout Season 3, he's grappling with the realization that the old Celestial Realm, before the brothers fell, were some of the happiest times of his life -- a happiness that has been depressingly missing from his life since then.
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Instead, he seems to have been just going through the motions of Celestial Realm life since then. So how rebellious was he actually, when he first arrived in the Devildom? We know that he was taking a very hands-off approach on mentoring Luke, having the young angel learn about how the world and demons really are on his own, but there's nothing in early game to suggest he's outright rebellious at that time. He's always had a teasing sense of humor, but the real shift seems to come during that critical Season 2 moment -- the moment where he realizes that the ones he loves are in danger, understands that there's something he can do about it, and makes the decision to act out and do what he believes is right, consequences be damned. It's only from that point that he seems to really become rebellious, and as Luke worriedly mentions in Season 3, he starts spacing out a lot and seemingly avoiding Michael.
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Compounded with the other events of Season 3, what this seems to suggest is that at the start of the game, Simeon might not actually have had such a rebellious streak. Instead, what it seems like is that he used to be quite defiant, but at some point, his spirit was broken down into obedience, until this incident wakes him up from the comforts of being numb. So, maybe his rebelliousness wasn't a factor in being chosen at all. Maybe it's just the reverse, and being chosen to spend all this time in the Devildom is what has reawakened the long-dormant defiance within him.
But we won't really know the answer to this or any other questions until Season 4, which will hopefully be coming very soon!
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This is how I've always imagined Solomon and MC's lessons tbh
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Happy birthday to the one and only 💙
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63. Do Not Disturb [Houki, Abby, Clara, Miri]
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Hey, made a new banner for WIP Wednesdays!
This post is brought to you by the sleepies as I didn't stray much from that idea in these prompts. All of them have at least one person sleeping in it, lol
Regular warnings apply: Raw, incomplete writing below. In this entry, we have:
-A sneaky Mitsuhide that is foiled by the power of Mitsunari's reading trance -Mentions of pregnancy and children in Abby's entry. Fluffy as always -Fluff with Clara and Nokto. Maybe some implied mentions of nudity and 'adult activities' from the previous evening? -Simeon and Satan talking about studying for the upcoming exams. Miri and Luke had fallen asleep during Satan's lecture but he's not mad. Based on Lesson 30-1 in the OG game. Added in some talk that something might be wrong with Miri (meant to be foreshadowing for later lessons).
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Houki
The afternoon sun was high in the sky when Mitsuhide decided to visit Hideyoshi's manor. He had no pressing business there save for a small letter he wanted to personally deliver and now was wandering the grounds. It was a pleasantly quiet day with a small breeze brushing through the grass and the trees.
He then spotted a pair of lovers sitting under a tree. Mitsunari was reading a book settled on his lap while his lady companion, Houki, leaded against his shoulder, eyes closed with her glasses threatening to slip down her nose. A very quaint scene indeed.
Mitsuhide then saw Mitsunari's vacant stare, a sure sign of him having entered his reading trance. Tugging his hair and putting things near his mouth proved an entertaining pastime (especially when he could rile up Hideyoshi in the process) and the urge to tease the younger man was strong.
However, he could also tease his lady friend. Her reactions could prove more entertaining as she was only sleeping, unaware of her surroundings in a similar yet different way. Would she act in anger at a disrupted rest or perhaps she'll mewl cutely with a yawn while wiping her eyes? Both seemed delightful in their own ways.
Mitsuhide approached them silently, not even the grass under his feet or the wind giving him away.  Slowly, he lowered himself to Houki's level, thinking of how he should disturb her. Perhaps her slipping glasses would be a good starting point? He could take them off her face entirely and hide them? He could slip them to the top of her head? Perhaps he could also put them on Mitsunari's nose?
With a steady hand, he reached for her precarious eye-wear, about to gently lift the pieces from her ears.
Suddenly, another's hand grabbed his, startling Mitsuhide. He looked down to see Mitsunari's sleeved hand holding his, quite firmly at that. When he turned to look at the hand's owner, Mitsunari still held his empty stare, his eyes still glued to the paper and ink in his lap. Even while Mitsuhide stared at him, waiting for a response, Mitsunari stayed silent.
"Are you truly that unaware…" Mitsuhide mumbled.
Then, there was a new problem he had to deal with: Mitsunari hadn't yet released him. His grip was unyielding and starting to hurt.
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Abby
"Vincent? Boys? Uncle Theo is going to be here soon!" Abby called through the house, looking for her little family. They weren't outside, else they would have said something, so they should be inside somewhere. She shuffled across the floor, waddling with the added weight of the baby in her belly.
Cora was scheduled to be born in another three or so weeks, but moving around much this late was challenging. Still, there was things to do and Theo was coming to visit, so she needed everyone ready in time.
She looked in the kitchen and the family room, but no sign of them. She could try trekking upstairs to find them, but, again, it would be difficult with Cora. She even seemed worried about her missing father and brothers, the way she was kicking. Abby rubbed her belly to calm her.
"We'll find them, don't worry. Maybe they're playing hide and seek? Will loves that game."
She peeked outside one more time, just to be sure. The early summer sun was hitting just right with the crickets chirping in the distance. It was a peaceful day, perfect for afternoon nap.
She then heard soft snores around the corner.
On the porch, sitting in the outdoor chairs were Vincent and their two boys, all napping in the sun with art supplies strung everywhere. Crayons, paint, water cups, and loose papers were all over the place with scribbles of every color imaginable. It was a regular sight in their household and Abby giggled softly.
"Like father, like sons, I suppose."
It seemed a crime to wake them as she couldn't bend down to pick up all of the mess by herself, but Theo was coming and she didn't want her home to be a complete wreck for visitors. But her hopes were dashed when she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Here you all are-!"
Abby placed her hands over Theo's mouth, shushing him. Theo looked surprised.
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Clara
Slivers of dawn peeked through the thick red curtains, waking Clara from her deep slumber. Brushing back her loose hair behind her ear and sitting up, she looked around the silent room. Silent save for the soft breathing beside her.
Ah, right, Nokto had just gotten back home after a longer than normal stay abroad. They both understood the necessities of it, trade and good relations and whatnot. It never stopped the longing and loneliness that accompanied the necessity of being apart, for propriety's and safety's sake. Some places were slow on the uptake of Rhodolite having a new king and not entirely pleased with it. Even fewer were happy with Rhodolite's new queen having commoner roots. So, separation at times was necessary, but the heartache never got any easier. All the worries of if he was getting enough rest or if she was working too hard always plagued them until they could be together again.
They had made up for lost time in the entirety of his absence in a few hours' time of his return, the cool air of the room reminded her as it caressed her bare skin. His eyes bags betrayed his fatigue, now much clearer in the daylight hours. She should have held off, in her heart of hearts she knew she should have for his sake, but should haves don't do much for the now's. And her heart had been just as desperate for him as he had been for her. No regrets but at the same time… some regrets, in hindsight.
With a sigh, Clara put her hands in her hair, pulling it back and twisting it neatly, making her low bun as it was second nature to her. She should get dressed, maybe make a special breakfast for Nokto when he wakes up. He did just get back and he needed the rest, she was sure of that. A morning of undisrupted sleep for the king. That sounded ideal.
When Clara put her hands back onto the bed, intent on getting up to start the day, the touch of another warm, familiar hand, stopped her. Looking back, she saw one ruby red eye cracked open, staring at her.
"It's too early," his voice was hoarse, making Clara smile.
"You can sleep in if you want."
His grip tightened.
"…Just got back."
"All the more reason to sleep in."
"Not without you."
He was pleading with her.
"You missed me that much?" She teased.
"Yes."
"A miracle." she giggled. "Fatigue has made an honest man of you."
"You made me an honest man, get your facts straight."
She laughed again.
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Miri
"And that was how the Great Celestial War ended-!"
The library had grown suspiciously quiet. No quiet scratching of pens or page flipping. No whispered questions from Luke to Simeon, or even of Miri's foot that had been swinging and sliding on the rug previously. Satan lowered his textbook in his hand, only to be greeted by twin soft snores and Simeon's apologetic grin. Satan sighed.
"Really?"
"It was a lot to take in for the two of them."
"It's all on the exam! How do they expect to-" Satan sighed again, giving up.
"They tried their best to keep up and that's the most important part." Simeon pointed to the pages of notes the other two had kept while listening to Satan's lecture. Luke's was relatively neat and organized, as was expected of the younger angel. And while her handwriting wasn't exactly neat, Satan smiled at spying some little doodles alongside Miri's notes, like a bunch of trees in the section about the Devildom's beginnings, and a three-legged crow in the margins. Simeon chuckled, catching Satan's attention.
"What? Did you think of something funny?"
"Hmm… how do I explain it?" Simeon looked skyward. "As I was listening to your lecture, I couldn't help thinking…"
"About what?"
"Our history is so violent and bloody. Yet now we're able to gather in peace and study it together like this… it really is amazing."
Simeon then looked fondly at Miri and Luke, both with their heads in the arms on the table, happily in their private dream lands.
"Did you ever imagine we would get to this point?"
Satan shook his head with a smile.
"Hmm… can't say I did, no."
He watched Miri more closely, seeing her breathe in and out gently. Her pink curls cascaded over her shoulders and on the table, reminding him of cotton candy. Satan also couldn't help but notice she was paler than usual, almost to a sickly quality. It was the first he'd seen of it. Had the stress of the exams been getting to her and he never noticed?
He did, however, notice that there was something in Miri's curls that wasn't there before and frowned.
"Hey," he said pointedly at Simeon, "what are you doing?" 
"What do you mean," Simeon said innocently, "I was just stroking her hair."
"Don't get so touchy-feely with her."
"Why?"
"Just.. don't, okay?"
"Why? Are you jealous?" Simeon smiled.
"It's nothing like that, but don't touch her."
"Ah, you're just being her protective big brother, then?"
"You're still touching her."
"Her hair is quite soft," Simeon teased, "You should try it once you get the chance."
Satan glared, wanting to pull the angel's hand off of Miri, but didn't want to disturb her rest.
"She… hasn't been feeling well lately, has she?" Simeon asked as Satan's eyes widened.
"How did you-?"
"She feels warm, more than normal." Simeon took off one of his gloves and touched two fingers against her forehead, then her cheek, then her throat.
"Is she sick?"
"Not exactly, at least not yet."
"Maybe the stress of the exams are getting to her? Like you said, it's a lot to take on if it's all new to you."
"Possibly."
Satan then remember when they had all went to the Carnival before the exams started. When Beel had been throwing his food temper tantrum and he, Lucifer, and the others had been drawn into the fight. Miri had looked upset (naturally, they were all being idiots at the time), the pact marks on her body started to glow, somehow escaping her notice. Next thing he knew, she was yelling at all of them to stop fighting and he landed on the ground, hard, unable to move a muscle. Painful groans from his brothers told him they suffered the same fate, five more bodies accompanying him on the floor.
He also remembered hearing a soft something hitting the floor, his eyes trailing to see Miri's new zombie iguana plush she had gotten at the carnival fallen from her grasp. Looking up further, he saw the look of horror on her face, both hands covering her mouth. The ghost waiters surrounded her, praising and applauding her happily, but she took no notice of it, only staring as the six of them laid pinned to the ground.
"Maybe… something else is affecting her?"
"Hm?"
"She's been scared to use the pacts ever since that fight at the Ghost Café. It was such a powerful force that none of us could escape from."
"I remember hearing about that," said Simeon. "Solomon said the first time he tried commanding multiple demons at once, his body ached for a while afterwards."
"She didn't look like she was hurting after the fact." All of his brothers definitely were, he remembered that part clearly, but not Miri. "She was just really quiet, not really talking to any of us after the fact. Lucifer kept staring at her, too. It was weird."
"Hmm…" Simeon put his glove back on, lost in thought.
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Happy birthday, Simeon!!🎉🎉🎉
This is the first time I've been able to celebrate his birthday, making me excited enough to be confused about what kind of fanart to draw lol
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63. Do Not Disturb [Houki, Abby, Clara, Miri]
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Hey, made a new banner for WIP Wednesdays!
This post is brought to you by the sleepies as I didn't stray much from that idea in these prompts. All of them have at least one person sleeping in it, lol
Regular warnings apply: Raw, incomplete writing below. In this entry, we have:
-A sneaky Mitsuhide that is foiled by the power of Mitsunari's reading trance -Mentions of pregnancy and children in Abby's entry. Fluffy as always -Fluff with Clara and Nokto. Maybe some implied mentions of nudity and 'adult activities' from the previous evening? -Simeon and Satan talking about studying for the upcoming exams. Miri and Luke had fallen asleep during Satan's lecture but he's not mad. Based on Lesson 30-1 in the OG game. Added in some talk that something might be wrong with Miri (meant to be foreshadowing for later lessons).
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Houki
The afternoon sun was high in the sky when Mitsuhide decided to visit Hideyoshi's manor. He had no pressing business there save for a small letter he wanted to personally deliver and now was wandering the grounds. It was a pleasantly quiet day with a small breeze brushing through the grass and the trees.
He then spotted a pair of lovers sitting under a tree. Mitsunari was reading a book settled on his lap while his lady companion, Houki, leaded against his shoulder, eyes closed with her glasses threatening to slip down her nose. A very quaint scene indeed.
Mitsuhide then saw Mitsunari's vacant stare, a sure sign of him having entered his reading trance. Tugging his hair and putting things near his mouth proved an entertaining pastime (especially when he could rile up Hideyoshi in the process) and the urge to tease the younger man was strong.
However, he could also tease his lady friend. Her reactions could prove more entertaining as she was only sleeping, unaware of her surroundings in a similar yet different way. Would she act in anger at a disrupted rest or perhaps she'll mewl cutely with a yawn while wiping her eyes? Both seemed delightful in their own ways.
Mitsuhide approached them silently, not even the grass under his feet or the wind giving him away.  Slowly, he lowered himself to Houki's level, thinking of how he should disturb her. Perhaps her slipping glasses would be a good starting point? He could take them off her face entirely and hide them? He could slip them to the top of her head? Perhaps he could also put them on Mitsunari's nose?
With a steady hand, he reached for her precarious eye-wear, about to gently lift the pieces from her ears.
Suddenly, another's hand grabbed his, startling Mitsuhide. He looked down to see Mitsunari's sleeved hand holding his, quite firmly at that. When he turned to look at the hand's owner, Mitsunari still held his empty stare, his eyes still glued to the paper and ink in his lap. Even while Mitsuhide stared at him, waiting for a response, Mitsunari stayed silent.
"Are you truly that unaware…" Mitsuhide mumbled.
Then, there was a new problem he had to deal with: Mitsunari hadn't yet released him. His grip was unyielding and starting to hurt.
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Abby
"Vincent? Boys? Uncle Theo is going to be here soon!" Abby called through the house, looking for her little family. They weren't outside, else they would have said something, so they should be inside somewhere. She shuffled across the floor, waddling with the added weight of the baby in her belly.
Cora was scheduled to be born in another three or so weeks, but moving around much this late was challenging. Still, there was things to do and Theo was coming to visit, so she needed everyone ready in time.
She looked in the kitchen and the family room, but no sign of them. She could try trekking upstairs to find them, but, again, it would be difficult with Cora. She even seemed worried about her missing father and brothers, the way she was kicking. Abby rubbed her belly to calm her.
"We'll find them, don't worry. Maybe they're playing hide and seek? Will loves that game."
She peeked outside one more time, just to be sure. The early summer sun was hitting just right with the crickets chirping in the distance. It was a peaceful day, perfect for afternoon nap.
She then heard soft snores around the corner.
On the porch, sitting in the outdoor chairs were Vincent and their two boys, all napping in the sun with art supplies strung everywhere. Crayons, paint, water cups, and loose papers were all over the place with scribbles of every color imaginable. It was a regular sight in their household and Abby giggled softly.
"Like father, like sons, I suppose."
It seemed a crime to wake them as she couldn't bend down to pick up all of the mess by herself, but Theo was coming and she didn't want her home to be a complete wreck for visitors. But her hopes were dashed when she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Here you all are-!"
Abby placed her hands over Theo's mouth, shushing him. Theo looked surprised.
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Clara
Slivers of dawn peeked through the thick red curtains, waking Clara from her deep slumber. Brushing back her loose hair behind her ear and sitting up, she looked around the silent room. Silent save for the soft breathing beside her.
Ah, right, Nokto had just gotten back home after a longer than normal stay abroad. They both understood the necessities of it, trade and good relations and whatnot. It never stopped the longing and loneliness that accompanied the necessity of being apart, for propriety's and safety's sake. Some places were slow on the uptake of Rhodolite having a new king and not entirely pleased with it. Even fewer were happy with Rhodolite's new queen having commoner roots. So, separation at times was necessary, but the heartache never got any easier. All the worries of if he was getting enough rest or if she was working too hard always plagued them until they could be together again.
They had made up for lost time in the entirety of his absence in a few hours' time of his return, the cool air of the room reminded her as it caressed her bare skin. His eyes bags betrayed his fatigue, now much clearer in the daylight hours. She should have held off, in her heart of hearts she knew she should have for his sake, but should haves don't do much for the now's. And her heart had been just as desperate for him as he had been for her. No regrets but at the same time… some regrets, in hindsight.
With a sigh, Clara put her hands in her hair, pulling it back and twisting it neatly, making her low bun as it was second nature to her. She should get dressed, maybe make a special breakfast for Nokto when he wakes up. He did just get back and he needed the rest, she was sure of that. A morning of undisrupted sleep for the king. That sounded ideal.
When Clara put her hands back onto the bed, intent on getting up to start the day, the touch of another warm, familiar hand, stopped her. Looking back, she saw one ruby red eye cracked open, staring at her.
"It's too early," his voice was hoarse, making Clara smile.
"You can sleep in if you want."
His grip tightened.
"…Just got back."
"All the more reason to sleep in."
"Not without you."
He was pleading with her.
"You missed me that much?" She teased.
"Yes."
"A miracle." she giggled. "Fatigue has made an honest man of you."
"You made me an honest man, get your facts straight."
She laughed again.
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Miri
"And that was how the Great Celestial War ended-!"
The library had grown suspiciously quiet. No quiet scratching of pens or page flipping. No whispered questions from Luke to Simeon, or even of Miri's foot that had been swinging and sliding on the rug previously. Satan lowered his textbook in his hand, only to be greeted by twin soft snores and Simeon's apologetic grin. Satan sighed.
"Really?"
"It was a lot to take in for the two of them."
"It's all on the exam! How do they expect to-" Satan sighed again, giving up.
"They tried their best to keep up and that's the most important part." Simeon pointed to the pages of notes the other two had kept while listening to Satan's lecture. Luke's was relatively neat and organized, as was expected of the younger angel. And while her handwriting wasn't exactly neat, Satan smiled at spying some little doodles alongside Miri's notes, like a bunch of trees in the section about the Devildom's beginnings, and a three-legged crow in the margins. Simeon chuckled, catching Satan's attention.
"What? Did you think of something funny?"
"Hmm… how do I explain it?" Simeon looked skyward. "As I was listening to your lecture, I couldn't help thinking…"
"About what?"
"Our history is so violent and bloody. Yet now we're able to gather in peace and study it together like this… it really is amazing."
Simeon then looked fondly at Miri and Luke, both with their heads in the arms on the table, happily in their private dream lands.
"Did you ever imagine we would get to this point?"
Satan shook his head with a smile.
"Hmm… can't say I did, no."
He watched Miri more closely, seeing her breathe in and out gently. Her pink curls cascaded over her shoulders and on the table, reminding him of cotton candy. Satan also couldn't help but notice she was paler than usual, almost to a sickly quality. It was the first he'd seen of it. Had the stress of the exams been getting to her and he never noticed?
He did, however, notice that there was something in Miri's curls that wasn't there before and frowned.
"Hey," he said pointedly at Simeon, "what are you doing?" 
"What do you mean," Simeon said innocently, "I was just stroking her hair."
"Don't get so touchy-feely with her."
"Why?"
"Just.. don't, okay?"
"Why? Are you jealous?" Simeon smiled.
"It's nothing like that, but don't touch her."
"Ah, you're just being her protective big brother, then?"
"You're still touching her."
"Her hair is quite soft," Simeon teased, "You should try it once you get the chance."
Satan glared, wanting to pull the angel's hand off of Miri, but didn't want to disturb her rest.
"She… hasn't been feeling well lately, has she?" Simeon asked as Satan's eyes widened.
"How did you-?"
"She feels warm, more than normal." Simeon took off one of his gloves and touched two fingers against her forehead, then her cheek, then her throat.
"Is she sick?"
"Not exactly, at least not yet."
"Maybe the stress of the exams are getting to her? Like you said, it's a lot to take on if it's all new to you."
"Possibly."
Satan then remember when they had all went to the Carnival before the exams started. When Beel had been throwing his food temper tantrum and he, Lucifer, and the others had been drawn into the fight. Miri had looked upset (naturally, they were all being idiots at the time), the pact marks on her body started to glow, somehow escaping her notice. Next thing he knew, she was yelling at all of them to stop fighting and he landed on the ground, hard, unable to move a muscle. Painful groans from his brothers told him they suffered the same fate, five more bodies accompanying him on the floor.
He also remembered hearing a soft something hitting the floor, his eyes trailing to see Miri's new zombie iguana plush she had gotten at the carnival fallen from her grasp. Looking up further, he saw the look of horror on her face, both hands covering her mouth. The ghost waiters surrounded her, praising and applauding her happily, but she took no notice of it, only staring as the six of them laid pinned to the ground.
"Maybe… something else is affecting her?"
"Hm?"
"She's been scared to use the pacts ever since that fight at the Ghost Café. It was such a powerful force that none of us could escape from."
"I remember hearing about that," said Simeon. "Solomon said the first time he tried commanding multiple demons at once, his body ached for a while afterwards."
"She didn't look like she was hurting after the fact." All of his brothers definitely were, he remembered that part clearly, but not Miri. "She was just really quiet, not really talking to any of us after the fact. Lucifer kept staring at her, too. It was weird."
"Hmm…" Simeon put his glove back on, lost in thought.
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63. Do Not Disturb [Houki, Abby, Clara, Miri]
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Hey, made a new banner for WIP Wednesdays!
This post is brought to you by the sleepies as I didn't stray much from that idea in these prompts. All of them have at least one person sleeping in it, lol
Regular warnings apply: Raw, incomplete writing below. In this entry, we have:
-A sneaky Mitsuhide that is foiled by the power of Mitsunari's reading trance -Mentions of pregnancy and children in Abby's entry. Fluffy as always -Fluff with Clara and Nokto. Maybe some implied mentions of nudity and 'adult activities' from the previous evening? -Simeon and Satan talking about studying for the upcoming exams. Miri and Luke had fallen asleep during Satan's lecture but he's not mad. Based on Lesson 30-1 in the OG game. Added in some talk that something might be wrong with Miri (meant to be foreshadowing for later lessons).
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Houki
The afternoon sun was high in the sky when Mitsuhide decided to visit Hideyoshi's manor. He had no pressing business there save for a small letter he wanted to personally deliver and now was wandering the grounds. It was a pleasantly quiet day with a small breeze brushing through the grass and the trees.
He then spotted a pair of lovers sitting under a tree. Mitsunari was reading a book settled on his lap while his lady companion, Houki, leaded against his shoulder, eyes closed with her glasses threatening to slip down her nose. A very quaint scene indeed.
Mitsuhide then saw Mitsunari's vacant stare, a sure sign of him having entered his reading trance. Tugging his hair and putting things near his mouth proved an entertaining pastime (especially when he could rile up Hideyoshi in the process) and the urge to tease the younger man was strong.
However, he could also tease his lady friend. Her reactions could prove more entertaining as she was only sleeping, unaware of her surroundings in a similar yet different way. Would she act in anger at a disrupted rest or perhaps she'll mewl cutely with a yawn while wiping her eyes? Both seemed delightful in their own ways.
Mitsuhide approached them silently, not even the grass under his feet or the wind giving him away.  Slowly, he lowered himself to Houki's level, thinking of how he should disturb her. Perhaps her slipping glasses would be a good starting point? He could take them off her face entirely and hide them? He could slip them to the top of her head? Perhaps he could also put them on Mitsunari's nose?
With a steady hand, he reached for her precarious eye-wear, about to gently lift the pieces from her ears.
Suddenly, another's hand grabbed his, startling Mitsuhide. He looked down to see Mitsunari's sleeved hand holding his, quite firmly at that. When he turned to look at the hand's owner, Mitsunari still held his empty stare, his eyes still glued to the paper and ink in his lap. Even while Mitsuhide stared at him, waiting for a response, Mitsunari stayed silent.
"Are you truly that unaware…" Mitsuhide mumbled.
Then, there was a new problem he had to deal with: Mitsunari hadn't yet released him. His grip was unyielding and starting to hurt.
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Abby
"Vincent? Boys? Uncle Theo is going to be here soon!" Abby called through the house, looking for her little family. They weren't outside, else they would have said something, so they should be inside somewhere. She shuffled across the floor, waddling with the added weight of the baby in her belly.
Cora was scheduled to be born in another three or so weeks, but moving around much this late was challenging. Still, there was things to do and Theo was coming to visit, so she needed everyone ready in time.
She looked in the kitchen and the family room, but no sign of them. She could try trekking upstairs to find them, but, again, it would be difficult with Cora. She even seemed worried about her missing father and brothers, the way she was kicking. Abby rubbed her belly to calm her.
"We'll find them, don't worry. Maybe they're playing hide and seek? Will loves that game."
She peeked outside one more time, just to be sure. The early summer sun was hitting just right with the crickets chirping in the distance. It was a peaceful day, perfect for afternoon nap.
She then heard soft snores around the corner.
On the porch, sitting in the outdoor chairs were Vincent and their two boys, all napping in the sun with art supplies strung everywhere. Crayons, paint, water cups, and loose papers were all over the place with scribbles of every color imaginable. It was a regular sight in their household and Abby giggled softly.
"Like father, like sons, I suppose."
It seemed a crime to wake them as she couldn't bend down to pick up all of the mess by herself, but Theo was coming and she didn't want her home to be a complete wreck for visitors. But her hopes were dashed when she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Here you all are-!"
Abby placed her hands over Theo's mouth, shushing him. Theo looked surprised.
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Clara
Slivers of dawn peeked through the thick red curtains, waking Clara from her deep slumber. Brushing back her loose hair behind her ear and sitting up, she looked around the silent room. Silent save for the soft breathing beside her.
Ah, right, Nokto had just gotten back home after a longer than normal stay abroad. They both understood the necessities of it, trade and good relations and whatnot. It never stopped the longing and loneliness that accompanied the necessity of being apart, for propriety's and safety's sake. Some places were slow on the uptake of Rhodolite having a new king and not entirely pleased with it. Even fewer were happy with Rhodolite's new queen having commoner roots. So, separation at times was necessary, but the heartache never got any easier. All the worries of if he was getting enough rest or if she was working too hard always plagued them until they could be together again.
They had made up for lost time in the entirety of his absence in a few hours' time of his return, the cool air of the room reminded her as it caressed her bare skin. His eyes bags betrayed his fatigue, now much clearer in the daylight hours. She should have held off, in her heart of hearts she knew she should have for his sake, but should haves don't do much for the now's. And her heart had been just as desperate for him as he had been for her. No regrets but at the same time… some regrets, in hindsight.
With a sigh, Clara put her hands in her hair, pulling it back and twisting it neatly, making her low bun as it was second nature to her. She should get dressed, maybe make a special breakfast for Nokto when he wakes up. He did just get back and he needed the rest, she was sure of that. A morning of undisrupted sleep for the king. That sounded ideal.
When Clara put her hands back onto the bed, intent on getting up to start the day, the touch of another warm, familiar hand, stopped her. Looking back, she saw one ruby red eye cracked open, staring at her.
"It's too early," his voice was hoarse, making Clara smile.
"You can sleep in if you want."
His grip tightened.
"…Just got back."
"All the more reason to sleep in."
"Not without you."
He was pleading with her.
"You missed me that much?" She teased.
"Yes."
"A miracle." she giggled. "Fatigue has made an honest man of you."
"You made me an honest man, get your facts straight."
She laughed again.
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Miri
"And that was how the Great Celestial War ended-!"
The library had grown suspiciously quiet. No quiet scratching of pens or page flipping. No whispered questions from Luke to Simeon, or even of Miri's foot that had been swinging and sliding on the rug previously. Satan lowered his textbook in his hand, only to be greeted by twin soft snores and Simeon's apologetic grin. Satan sighed.
"Really?"
"It was a lot to take in for the two of them."
"It's all on the exam! How do they expect to-" Satan sighed again, giving up.
"They tried their best to keep up and that's the most important part." Simeon pointed to the pages of notes the other two had kept while listening to Satan's lecture. Luke's was relatively neat and organized, as was expected of the younger angel. And while her handwriting wasn't exactly neat, Satan smiled at spying some little doodles alongside Miri's notes, like a bunch of trees in the section about the Devildom's beginnings, and a three-legged crow in the margins. Simeon chuckled, catching Satan's attention.
"What? Did you think of something funny?"
"Hmm… how do I explain it?" Simeon looked skyward. "As I was listening to your lecture, I couldn't help thinking…"
"About what?"
"Our history is so violent and bloody. Yet now we're able to gather in peace and study it together like this… it really is amazing."
Simeon then looked fondly at Miri and Luke, both with their heads in the arms on the table, happily in their private dream lands.
"Did you ever imagine we would get to this point?"
Satan shook his head with a smile.
"Hmm… can't say I did, no."
He watched Miri more closely, seeing her breathe in and out gently. Her pink curls cascaded over her shoulders and on the table, reminding him of cotton candy. Satan also couldn't help but notice she was paler than usual, almost to a sickly quality. It was the first he'd seen of it. Had the stress of the exams been getting to her and he never noticed?
He did, however, notice that there was something in Miri's curls that wasn't there before and frowned.
"Hey," he said pointedly at Simeon, "what are you doing?" 
"What do you mean," Simeon said innocently, "I was just stroking her hair."
"Don't get so touchy-feely with her."
"Why?"
"Just.. don't, okay?"
"Why? Are you jealous?" Simeon smiled.
"It's nothing like that, but don't touch her."
"Ah, you're just being her protective big brother, then?"
"You're still touching her."
"Her hair is quite soft," Simeon teased, "You should try it once you get the chance."
Satan glared, wanting to pull the angel's hand off of Miri, but didn't want to disturb her rest.
"She… hasn't been feeling well lately, has she?" Simeon asked as Satan's eyes widened.
"How did you-?"
"She feels warm, more than normal." Simeon took off one of his gloves and touched two fingers against her forehead, then her cheek, then her throat.
"Is she sick?"
"Not exactly, at least not yet."
"Maybe the stress of the exams are getting to her? Like you said, it's a lot to take on if it's all new to you."
"Possibly."
Satan then remember when they had all went to the Carnival before the exams started. When Beel had been throwing his food temper tantrum and he, Lucifer, and the others had been drawn into the fight. Miri had looked upset (naturally, they were all being idiots at the time), the pact marks on her body started to glow, somehow escaping her notice. Next thing he knew, she was yelling at all of them to stop fighting and he landed on the ground, hard, unable to move a muscle. Painful groans from his brothers told him they suffered the same fate, five more bodies accompanying him on the floor.
He also remembered hearing a soft something hitting the floor, his eyes trailing to see Miri's new zombie iguana plush she had gotten at the carnival fallen from her grasp. Looking up further, he saw the look of horror on her face, both hands covering her mouth. The ghost waiters surrounded her, praising and applauding her happily, but she took no notice of it, only staring as the six of them laid pinned to the ground.
"Maybe… something else is affecting her?"
"Hm?"
"She's been scared to use the pacts ever since that fight at the Ghost Café. It was such a powerful force that none of us could escape from."
"I remember hearing about that," said Simeon. "Solomon said the first time he tried commanding multiple demons at once, his body ached for a while afterwards."
"She didn't look like she was hurting after the fact." All of his brothers definitely were, he remembered that part clearly, but not Miri. "She was just really quiet, not really talking to any of us after the fact. Lucifer kept staring at her, too. It was weird."
"Hmm…" Simeon put his glove back on, lost in thought.
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Some of my fav Simeon drawings I've done
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100 Themes Challenge: Filled Prompts Masterlist
-[Character A] x [Character B et al]: Romantic and/or Sexual Relationship
-[Character A] & [Character B et al]: Platonic, Familial, Acquaintanceship
-[Character A, etc], [Character B] x/& [Character C et al]: Observer character(s) to the main character(s) interaction
-Writing Masterlist
-Blank 100 Themes Challenge List
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1. Introduction (Aug 2023)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday)
2. Love (Feb 2023)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday)  | Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Thea x Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday)  | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Mammon (WIP Wednesday)
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Old
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence (Aug 2022)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri (WIP Wednesday)
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray (March 2023)
Shakespeare, Vincent x Abby (WIP Wednesday)
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time (April 2023)
Thea x Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | No Time [Clara x Rio]
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers (July 2023)
Abby & Vlad (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie & Loki (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Silvio (WIP Wednesday)
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand (Feb 2024)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Thea & Isaac (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Jean (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Mammon (WIP Wednesday)
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned (Nov 2023)
Clara x Rio (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Levi (WIP Wednesday)
39. Dreams
40. Plus
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still 
43. Die
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation (March 2024)
Leonardo, Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Luke & Barbatos (WIP Wednesday)
48. Childhood
49. Soft
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Rot
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Father (June 2023)
Houki (WIP Wednesday) | Thea x Theo x Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Mr. Akatsuki (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb (April 2024)
Mitsuhide, Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri, Satan & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
64. Multitasking
65. Horror (Oct 2023)
Reaching Out [Vincent van Gogh x Abigail Clarke]
66. Traps
67. Nurture (May 2023)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent, Theo & Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday)
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. Mislead
71. Obsession
72. Mischief
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?  (Sept 2023)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Arthur & Isaac (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation (Jan 2023)
Houki & Masamune (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Leonardo (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie & Loki (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Rio (WIP Wednesday)
80. Words
81. Today
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral (Jan 2024)
Miri & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Sick
90. Iron
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Young
96. In the Storm (Dec 2023)
First Kicks (Abby x Vincent)
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation
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100 Themes Challenge: Filled Prompts Masterlist
-[Character A] x [Character B et al]: Romantic and/or Sexual Relationship
-[Character A] & [Character B et al]: Platonic, Familial, Acquaintanceship
-[Character A, etc], [Character B] x/& [Character C et al]: Observer character(s) to the main character(s) interaction
-Writing Masterlist
-Blank 100 Themes Challenge List
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1. Introduction (Aug 2023)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday)
2. Love (Feb 2023)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday)  | Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Thea x Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday)  | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Mammon (WIP Wednesday)
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Old
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence (Aug 2022)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri (WIP Wednesday)
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray (March 2023)
Shakespeare, Vincent x Abby (WIP Wednesday)
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time (April 2023)
Thea x Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | No Time [Clara x Rio]
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers (July 2023)
Abby & Vlad (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie & Loki (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Silvio (WIP Wednesday)
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand (Feb 2024)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Thea & Isaac (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Jean (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Mammon (WIP Wednesday)
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned (Nov 2023)
Clara x Rio (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Levi (WIP Wednesday)
39. Dreams
40. Plus
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still 
43. Die
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation (March 2024)
Leonardo, Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Luke & Barbatos (WIP Wednesday)
48. Childhood
49. Soft
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Rot
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Father (June 2023)
Houki (WIP Wednesday) | Thea x Theo x Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Mr. Akatsuki (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb (April 2024)
Mitsuhide, Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri, Satan & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
64. Multitasking
65. Horror (Oct 2023)
Reaching Out [Vincent van Gogh x Abigail Clarke]
66. Traps
67. Nurture (May 2023)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent, Theo & Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday)
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. Mislead
71. Obsession
72. Mischief
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?  (Sept 2023)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Arthur & Isaac (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation (Jan 2023)
Houki & Masamune (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Leonardo (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie & Loki (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Rio (WIP Wednesday)
80. Words
81. Today
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral (Jan 2024)
Miri & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Sick
90. Iron
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Young
96. In the Storm (Dec 2023)
First Kicks (Abby x Vincent)
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation
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Happy Birthday to our Angel
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[Repost] Hold My Hand - Thea
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Part of this set of WIP Wednesdays
Raw, unedited writing, Introvert vs Extrovert, Thea does cuss someone out in French (which is machine translation, so if it's wrong, sorry, not my fault)
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"Thanks for coming out with me today, Isaac." Thea smiled back at her companion, "I really appreciate it."
Isaac looked down at the street, unsuccessfully at hiding the pink on his cheeks.
"Sebas was busy with chores today, so he couldn't come. And Theo's always busy with selling paintings." She chattered away. "So, thanks again. I don't think we've really had a chance to spend time together yet, have we?"
Isaac said nothing. Thea only grinned more.
"Let see. We ordered Leonardo's cigarillos and some more fruit to be delivered later. We got the different brands of blue inks for Mozart and Arthur, since they like using blue ink in their work, but not the same one at Mozart's insistence. It's a little silly, if you think about it, all this fuss over different brands of ink. Not even the same specific brands each time either. One time I got them mixed up and neither of them seemed to notice. It was kind of funny, when I told Sebas about it."
"You…" Isaac mumbled.
"Hm?" Thea stopped and looked back at Isaac, the blush stronger on his face.
"You… talk a lot."
Thea laughed softly.
"Sorry, forgot you're not much for talking." She put her hand on her hip. "If it bothers you, just tell me to shut my pie hole. No hard feelings on my part, I know I talk a lot. My dad Liam complained about my chattering all the time. Only for Papa Beni to swoop in and starting chatting with me too, just to get on Liam's nerves."
"Dad? Papa?"
"They're my fathers. Well, they took in my mom and me when we had nowhere else to go. They're not my dads in the biological sense. just practically raised me from the ground up. They were all friends when they were young, my mom, Liam and Beni. They refused to let their friend be homeless."
"They… they sound nice."
"I wish you could meet them." She smiled, "Well, if they can get over me time-travelling to the past and meeting famous figures of the past that have been turned into vampires first."
Isaac didn't say anything, letting the freckled girl chatter on as much as her heart desired. He didn't like that she prattled on so much, but he knew he wasn't great at starting conversations (or keeping them going, really), so really, the fact that she didn't seem bothered by him being quiet at all was both relieving and a little unnerving. Not that she ever ignored him, she was attentive when he had something to say, but still, he should be contributing to the conversation more, surely?
The crowds were getting denser, Isaac noticed. Thea was tall, but it didn't bode well if he lost her in the crowd. Would Theo come after him if he lost her? Would Arthur? The thought irritated him.
He then heard the sound of screams of horses and fast spinning wheels. Of course, someone was speeding through the street when there was high foot traffic-!
Isaac reached out thoughtlessly, grabbing a hold of Thea's warm hand, just as the careening carriage turned the corner, narrowly missing the girl, thankfully only blowing back her hat. She whipped her head around, looking angry at the fleeing vehicle.
"Hey! Slow down, asshole! Il y a des gens qui marchent ici, connard!"
Isaac flushed pink, embarrassed.
"Honestly," Thea huffed, "the nerve of some people! It's only gonna get worse when cars start getting mass-manufactured. Man…"
Isaac was still too stunned to speak, looking stupefied at their still joined hands.
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100 Themes Challenge: Filled Prompts Masterlist
-[Character A] x [Character B et al]: Romantic and/or Sexual Relationship
-[Character A] & [Character B et al]: Platonic, Familial, Acquaintanceship
-[Character A, etc], [Character B] x/& [Character C et al]: Observer character(s) to the main character(s) interaction
-Writing Masterlist
-Blank 100 Themes Challenge List
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1. Introduction (Aug 2023)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday)
2. Love (Feb 2023)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday)  | Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Thea x Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday)  | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Mammon (WIP Wednesday)
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Old
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence (Aug 2022)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri (WIP Wednesday)
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray (March 2023)
Shakespeare, Vincent x Abby (WIP Wednesday)
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time (April 2023)
Thea x Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | No Time [Clara x Rio]
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers (July 2023)
Abby & Vlad (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie & Loki (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Silvio (WIP Wednesday)
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand (Feb 2024)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Thea & Isaac (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Jean (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Mammon (WIP Wednesday)
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned (Nov 2023)
Clara x Rio (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Levi (WIP Wednesday)
39. Dreams
40. Plus
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still 
43. Die
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation (March 2024)
Leonardo, Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Luke & Barbatos (WIP Wednesday)
48. Childhood
49. Soft
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Rot
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Father (June 2023)
Houki (WIP Wednesday) | Thea x Theo x Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Mr. Akatsuki (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb (April 2024)
Mitsuhide, Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri, Satan & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
64. Multitasking
65. Horror (Oct 2023)
Reaching Out [Vincent van Gogh x Abigail Clarke]
66. Traps
67. Nurture (May 2023)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent, Theo & Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday)
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. Mislead
71. Obsession
72. Mischief
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?  (Sept 2023)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Arthur & Isaac (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation (Jan 2023)
Houki & Masamune (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Leonardo (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie & Loki (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Rio (WIP Wednesday)
80. Words
81. Today
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral (Jan 2024)
Miri & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Sick
90. Iron
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Young
96. In the Storm (Dec 2023)
First Kicks (Abby x Vincent)
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation
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Different Universe, Same Love 2023: Mafia AU
"I'm glad you could make it, Detective."
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Arthur took off his hat, gazing cautiously at the pair before him. Sitting the chair was Dorothea Reid, daughter of the local mafia baron, wearing the finest silks and satin money could by.
Standing beside her was Theodorus van Gogh, also infamously known for his mafia ties, but his brother, Vincent, was far more famously known for his paintings. What the two of them were doing here together was unknown.
"Pleasure, Miss Reid." Arthur said.
"Have a seat, Mr. Doyle," Thea's gloved hand welcomed him to the opposite chair across from her. "We have much to discuss. And, please, call me Thea. No need to be formal here."
Arthur sat as told, the leather cool against his legs. He glanced one more time at Theodorus, who remained standing at Thea's side.
"Let's get down to business, then."
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Welcome back to Round 2 of Different Universe, Same Love, hosted once again by the lovely @xxsycamore and @queengiuliettafirstlady!
The main theme with this one was Mafia AU, but there is some bodyguard au hints with Theo standing with Thea sitting. Plus, it was an excuse to draw 1920s gangster attire, so that was fun.
Many thanks to Mo and Julie for hosting this event this year and I hope to see lots of new and fun things from other participants, both old and new!
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Miraculous Recovery | Simeon x Reader
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Simeon approached your bedroom door and knocked lightly. “___?” He called anxiously.
“Sim…” you croaked weakly and he stepped into your room to see you a sniveling mess.
“___,” he cooed sadly and frowned. He slowly made his way over to you, stepping over the hundreds of tissues that’d missed your trash can.
The bed creaked as he sat down beside you and pressed his hand against your forehead. “You’re burning up,” he commented sorrowfully. He looked around the room and saw a rag on your nightstand.
“Let me go wet this for you,” he offered and quickly left to wash it under cold water. He rang out the excess water and paced back to you. He laid it on your forehead and you smiled weakly.
He frowned and with his gloves on quickly gathered the tissues into the trash and ran to switch out the trash bags. Your eyelids fluttered shut and by the time he returned, you were already asleep.
He smiled, glad you were temporarily relieved of your flu. As you slept he continued picking up your room, he even sneakily switched your blankets. A few hours later you woke up to a cold breeze on your face and you smiled in relief. You glanced around the room and Simeon heard you stir and got up from the table where he’d been reading.
“___, how are you feeling now?”
“A little better,” you rasped and he shook his head.
“Not by the sound of it,” he disagreed and felt your head was just as warm as it had been an hour ago.
He glanced around the room as if you were being watched and hummed to himself. He knelt and moved your hair out of your face.
“I’m not really supposed to do this but…since it’s you,” he whispered and kissed your forehead. You blushed and instantly cheered up, but that wasn’t all. A warmth flowed through your body and as it left your throat no longer ached, your fatigue was gone and your nose was clear.
You sat straight up and stared at Simeon. He could do that the whole time? Why didn’t he?
“Simeon?”
He held a finger to his lips, “we aren’t really supposed to interfere with minor colds,” he admitted and you nodded and heard footsteps outside the door.
“Quickly, lie back down,” he hushed and you nodded and laid back down with a grimace. Simeon chuckled as Lucifer opened the door quietly with a bowl of soup.
“How are they?” Lucifer asked quietly and behind him, Mammon, Leviathan, and Asmodeus’s heads peaked in.
Simeon shook his head, “not much has changed, I’ll keep looking after them for now.”
Lucifer nodded and thanked Simeon, handing him the soup.
Lucifer sat down to talk with Simeon for a while as you pretended to sleep. When the coast was clear Simeon grinned mischievously, “They’re all gone.”
You rolled over in bed and chuckled, “Why am I pretending to be sick still?”
Simeon tilted his head innocently, “Oh, you know… because demons don’t know how to properly treat sick humans, so…”
“So you get to be here alone with me as long as I’m sick.”
Simeon modded and you laughed but covered your mouth, hoping it hadn’t been too loud.
Simeon handed you the soup and sat by your bed.
“Now that you’ve miraculously recovered, we can spend the night however we want,” he whispered and you grinned.
“Are you sure you’re an angel?”
Simeon shrugged and shook his head, “well, who knows really?”
You laughed at his casual response and he took a moment to look you over. Your hair was a little tangled and your clothes were messy from the days you’d spent with a cold.
“You may still be covered in germs…” he pointed out, “why don’t we go wash you off?” He suggested and you grinned slyly.
“Doctor’s orders.” you agreed and followed him to the bathroom for a thorough cleansing.
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