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[skyeslittlecorner]

Omg you know what? I have so many scenarios i could think of with this gabriel x Michelleel shenanigans but like im going to sleep first lol-

Have a nice sleep, dear, they can wait. Or appear in your dreams, although I don't know if I would be happy or scared lol

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb!cxc

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Istg

I’ll never ever draw him again, I hate his hair I hate his hair UGHHH THE AMOUNT OF BREAKDOWNS I GOT CUZ OF HIS HAIR- it literally doesn’t make sense 😭😭 (and I hate how the hair turned out, but now I’m too lazy to change it but oh well)

Idea from: @jazeswhbhaven

Reference:

#what in hell is bad #whb #whb kings #whb lucifer #oh lord he's so glorious #is it even legal

[skyeslittlecorner]

Hey so like I did a little bit of something by combining my last remaining braincells and delulu power to creater the what i call- Gabriel and Michelleel's first meeting✨

With both God disappearing after Solomon's death and their one and only divine Seraph—Lucifer joining the devils below because of some 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙩 everything in heaven had gone astray.

Gabriel was simply walking around heaven, checking to make sure 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. Hoping that one day 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯.

It was one of Gabriel's weekly schedule to make sure Michael is 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 every angel they had and also making sure Raphael is 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 any of the useful one's. As God's most trusted, 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘥 and 𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝 it is Gabriel's responsibility to control and manage what God had given him too.

With his constant presence and pressure scaring the angels its no doubt that the 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 has to do thrice the effort than everybody else. And in this place quite distanced than where the seraph and other higher angels are, gabriel saw a green dove.

Stand away in spotlight, a green hair 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 than the bluish sky of heaven—eyes with the same colour shining and shimmering everytime the light reflect 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.

Gabriel hadn't noticed he moved closer to the angel until he now looking straight at the surprised 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 in front of him.

“You. Speak of your name and Rank.”

Gabriel simple stated, his look of cold expression menacing the other's that had formerly crowded around the green angel, the one in front of him looked down in an instant—𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨.

“I am Michelleel from principality, sir Gabriel.”

𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. The third lowest rank of angels. This—This 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 is that 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬? So he is useless. Gabriel couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed but even after leaving without a word, 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮—𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘭.

There is something attracting him towards that lowly angel and Gabriel couldn't figure out what it is. It was then he took something from the shelves where all 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 angels are written, scrolling and 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 for Michelleel name until he finally found it.

This attraction gabriel felt towards that 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 is something.. Something similar what he feels towards God. Is god guiding him towards that lowly angel? Is god telling him something? 𝘠𝘦𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘭.

The next day after that event, Michelleel received a news that seraphim gabriel had assigned Michelleel into a position 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳 than his rank—to be Gabriel's right-hand man.

It's a news that indeed excite and made Michelleel happy even after the questionable unknown reasons on 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘰𝘸. Nonetheless, as Gabriel's new trustworthy right-man Michelleel should do his best to pleased 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩.

We dont really know Michelleel's actual personality since i dont think his been shown(???) so Im just having a delulu headcanon here about him. Also sorry if gabriel sounded ooc i dont know how to heckin write huhu

Gabriel being done with his brothers sounds sooo real lmao I love your little dribble, him being struck "this. This one, I want it" and completely convinced that God choosed Michi and not his own heart what a sweet moron

Let me sail too~

Michelleel had never felt as special as he did that day. He didn't expect this. Get a promotion? And not as the head of the department, but the personal assistant of the Seraph? It is impossible. Could he be sure this isn't a dream?

Every nerve in his body twitched as he stood in front of Gabriel, looking at him with pure adoration. His innate desire to worship someone, idolize someone, his heart ready to love without hesitation were delighted. This perfect being, always so distant, looked at him with what seemed like a hint of interest. The more mundane strings in his brain called him a blasphemer for thinking he could interest Seraph. The only thing that they see is God. His wings, pressed tightly against his back, fluffed like a baby bird's.

Gabriel lifted the corner of his mouth - or maybe Michi just thought so? - and pulled out one of the feathers sticking out from his wings.

“The Lord has shown you to me as His instrument.” He began enigmatically, examining the long feather before his eyes. “You will be my messenger, like a dove with a green olive branch that brings peace to the world. You, too, will be a herald of new beginning, so that everyone knows that cleansing from filth is coming.”

The lower angel's heart almost jumped out of his chest at the sound of the holy voice. He knelt in a low bow.

“I am at your every call, Seraph Gabriel.”

For that brief moment, Michi felt more favored than by God himself.

#whb #what in hell is bad #skye's little talk #whb gabriel #whb michelleel #gabriel x michelleel #whb!cxc

[skyeslittlecorner]

Today it's time to post the last one from the first pool of randomly drawn fanfics, but first - some announcements. The next two will also appear - next week on Tuesday. Why? Because I decided to make… a change. I hope you will like it.

There are many of your submissions, and all of them are wonderful, I would like to write all of them. And guess what? I'll do it.

I decided to make this a regular thing.

Each of you who entered the WHB MC Shuffle will receive a full-fledged fanfic from me. At the beginning of each month I will draw 1-3 of your entries and write for your OCs and MCs.

This will last as long as I have applications, and I intend to extend them if somebody want a little fic from me too. I will create a new post explaining the form, this time without a time limit, where everyone will be able to give me their characters to write. (Of course, people who applied first for the original thing have priority.)

You are all so wonderful and lovely that I really want to do something for each of you. But writing takes time. So it won't be a quick process. I hope you will like it anyway 🧡

#whb #what in hell is bad #whbmcshuffle #whb oc #whb mc

[skyeslittlecorner]

Second fic for WHB MC Shuffle~

This time our lucky one is Hannah from @sweeteaacakes. And I must admit up front- I got a little carried away with my imagination. Instead of writing the script you asked for, I did something a little crazier. That scene just captured my mind so much that I had to write it. I hope you dont mind, and you will like it too 🧡

As always, let me know what you think - if you want to make any changes (even write it from the beginning because after all I deviated a lot from your script), just write them and I will try my best to fix it!

Words: ~1200

WHB MC Shuffle | Hannah

The walls of the temple were so silent. Thump, thump, her aunt's shoe tapped against the ancient pottery as she impatiently waited for the priest to hurry up. Swish, swish, the girls on either side of Hannah ran their fingers over the beads of the rosary, their lips whispering inaudible words. The girl's hand, meanwhile, was tightening on the devil's symbol. Solomon's Key. Her aunt almost forcibly ripped it off her neck, so she put it in her pocket. At least this way it could warm her up her in this icy, distant place.

The ceremony, where they were supposed to take vows of chastity, was so small. Several girls in modest, covering dresses sat at the front, and behind them, family and invited friends gathered on long benches. Even though they wore white, the atmosphere seemed sepulchral. That's how Hannah felt too. Stuffy. Tightly. The enormity of the temple overwhelmed her, the eyes of her family burned a hole in her back. "You can manage. You have to manage." She repeated in her mind. "You must. Only half an hour and you will go to the ball, and after the ball you will go home. Only a few more hours until evening. You can handle."

She counted the minutes on her fingers, just as the surrounding girls counted their prayers. They fell silent only when the priest came. Hannah looked up. She had the impression that their delighted faces had nothing to do with their admiration for the God. The man with white hair looked holy, like an angel. As if he was the last test to see if they really wanted to stay pure. Hannah was too nervous to share their reasons, although she wasn't in a rush to vow either.

Just forty minutes, thirty-nine, thirty-eight…

The ceremony went smoothly. A priest with the appearance of a saint, he also had such a voice, calm, and yet distant.

“The most humble of you who, take a vow of chastity, you will be welcomed at the gates of heaven…”

He approached each one in turn. Personally blessed each one. Hannah glanced stealthily and was nearly dying from nerves; the key she was clutching cut through her skin. But she didn’t feel the blood. 

She didn't want to do it. Really didn't want to. But still, she felt more aware than before, repeating the words of her oath in her head, ready to fulfill her duty… Until she came face to face with the priest. For the first time, his gaze seemed alert, even terrifying. Not because he looked down on her. Because he was smiling.

“The most humble of you… Did I say?” He spread his arms. Hannah was dumbstruck. That's not what it should look like, that's not what the blessing should sound like. Did he want to embrace her? 

She understood even less when, in a gentle flash of light, a white scythe landed in his hands.

“You do not belong to them, descendant of Solomon.”

The words of the oath evaporated from her brain. A new priority has emerged. Survive. She felt like the key was burning in her hand. Defend yourself, run away, do whatever. 

He stopped looking like an angel. Pairs of powerful wings appeared behind him, covering the colorful stained-glass windows, shrouding her in shadow. He *was* an angel.

Frustration overwhelmed her. A wave of rage washed over her, almost bringing tears to her eyes. Why! Why did he destroy everything! She didn't endure all this just to die!

As he raised the scythe, there were screams all around. Hannah didn't have time to do anything. Before the gleaming blade fell, she saw the angel's pleased smile... and disgust as he, too, was enveloped in darkness.

She squeezed her eyes shut and covered herself with her hands. Pain. This was what she expected, but she felt nothing. Just the sound of metal hitting metal. The acrid stench of sulfur that filled her nostrils and lungs. Is that it? End? He killed her so quickly that she died without pain?

She opened one eyelid, then the other. There were screams all around again, and panicked footsteps of people leaving the temple. But before the eyes (that she slowly stopped trusting), she saw *something*. A two meters pile of muscle, covered in black fur, casting a shadow over herself and her surroundings. The smoke that surrounded him slowly dissipated. It accumulated right next to her hand. By the key, which she was still clutching with all her might.

“I see I arrived on time!” The demon roared with laughter. Even behind him, Hannah could see the massive, bloody scythe that stopped the angelic one.

“Tsk.”

She, paradoxically, felt safe. Behind the giant's back, behind the rock-solid muscles, it was one of the few times she felt like someone wanted her well. She clutched the key to her chest and glanced to the side, just to see the angel's expression. He wasn't angry, wasn't scared. His white brow furrowed in irritation.

“I shall not let you go.” He muttered under his breath and withdrew his scythe. Instead, he took a swing and brought it close to his chest. Blood gushed from the cut skin, falling on both of them. Hannah felt her own chest burn with pain. Meanwhile, the angel flew up as if nothing had happened.

The demon turned to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. The horned head tilted, dark eyes staring out from a frowning muzzle.

“I am Satan, King of Gehenna.” He placed a hairy paw on her chest. “And you are in grave trouble, Descendant of Solomon.”

"I know." She whispered, thinking about her family. Her aunt will kill her. Literally. With a stick and rag. Frustration and rage hit Hannah’s head like a hammer again. If it weren't for that stupid angel, it would all be over, and now...!

“I don't want… I can't go home!” She pushed demon in the chest. “You could have let me be killed, at least I would have had peace!”

“I like you more and more!” He burst out laughing again and wrapped his arms around her waist tighter. “I won't let you go home. The angels will track you down too quickly.”

“What should I do…” She asked herself more than him, but got an answer nonetheless.

"Come with me." He offered cheekily, raising her chin. “I can give you a new home if you help me save it. Take revenge on this angel and help us save hell. Then you will be safe… and no one else will dare to raise a hand against you.”

“I will.” Emotions spoke through her more than reason. What else did she have to lose? “I will help you, I swear.”

More images flashed through her head as if through a fog. A beautiful palace in European style. The exhaustion that set in when she felt safe. The demon's grip loosening as he handed her over to the arms of another cute boy with a horn. And the one and only memory she remembered clearly. A flash of white as the captivating demon turned into the captivating man, his charming smile when she huffed in irritation, and the warmth of his lips as he kissed her goodbye.

Her life was finally about to begin.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whbmcshuffle #whb mc #whb gabriel #whb satan

[skyeslittlecorner]

(im just being delulu, dont mind me if you will-)

So like i saw your first post of Michelleel x gabriel of course but like if Michelleel is THAT low in terms of ranking would that mean his pretty weak? Since the lower you are in rank the more human an angel is(minus the wings and halo) so why the heck would gabriel even want Michelleel to be his trusted angel??? Like it doesn't makes sense there are LOTS of angels below seraphs like the cherubims or thrones so why someone from principality???

I just had this random delulu that what if gabriel had Michelleel was not because Michelleel is useful or strong but because he saw/felt something when he seen Michelleel or something??

Like imagine god fanatic felt something towards lower angel, thinks its God telling him "Hey this dude could be your assistant or some" but god was actually like "yo that has NOTHING to do with me-" like my guy felt love for someone else, refused to acknowledged it and thinks of it as something else like respect for this green dude for trying hard but when its actually not that feeling-

I know its never gon be canon since the game IS an otome game and i doubt BL would exist(unless minyeok gets to be the 1st with ppyong lmao, dont think they're that close but like just imagine them with ppyong non red-bean form-). Anyway, kinda felt exciting to me for prettybusy to actually give a backstory about gabriel and Michelleel even if its not romantic or some because lets be honest here, everything could be and will be shipped if one felt like to. I just also wanted to know just why that green dude of all angels he could have had.

Anyway sorry for delulu runting-

My dear Anon, a big big smooch for you and your creative mind 😭

Regardless of canon, I love this idea. I can totally believe that Gabe is three times more delulu than both of us combined lol He would be sooo blinded, come up with such twisted reasons why he wouldn't let his beautiful green dove die, and! the fact that he would make such a lowly angel his right hand in the first place! Aghhh now I feel like writing them again- Icannotttt

I also don't see BL appearing in the game itself (unfortunately...), but we have imagination for something. Especially how often it's implied that demons are… well, demons. And the angels aren't any better than them.

Aaaand as for Minhyeok and Ppyong, ohoho, dears, let me invite you to the feast~

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb gabriel #whb michelleel #whb!cxc #character x character #skye's little talk #gabriel x michelleel #I talk about them so much that they deserve to get their own tag #because why not #good for them

[skyeslittlecorner]

loving the reader rn they’re so down to earth and they have an actual personality!! it makes your writing so good and yummy!! gimmie a reader who is strong mentally!! not a pushover!

I'm so glad you like it 🙏 I try my best to make those x you fics as entertaining as possible, and what can be more entertaining than a little teasing~

I wanted to make those fics relatable for most, but I don't like MCs that are blank sheets, it seems that I gave "us" some character even unconsciously... oops. Not going to change that, I have too much fun writing it

#skye's little talk

[skyeslittlecorner]

It's 2nd April, so - time to meet the first lucky winner~

As I promised, today the first fanfic for your MCs and OCs. It's quite funny, because the first person in the draw turned out to be the one who entered last. Dear @de1-os, congrats! Looks like your waiting was a good strategy~

Writing was a challenge, after all, this is my first fanfic like this. But I had a great time doing it. Asher is a fascinating character, above all with a very sensible approach to these demons. I hope you will like it!

Note: If anything sounds wrong and ooc, please let me know. I'll change it. If you want, you can also change it yourself, it's entirely up to you, and you can edit these texts however you want.

Also, I apologize in advance for any mistakes, especially if I mixed up pronouns. I write in my native language, where there is no equivalent of "they". I could have translated something incorrectly and not noticed when editing. Then let me know too, of course I will correct it.

Words: ~1200

WHB MC Shuffle | Asher

Asher was the first to leave Leviathan's office. Prematurely - as the waiting Astaroth noticed - because the meeting had recently begun. The councils of Hades ended when their king released them. At least that's what he heard. In Gehenna, they ended when the king kicked them out. 

The demon stared at Asher, trying to guess what happened inside. But it wasn't easy when the only thing that changed in their expression was a wrinkled nose. They could just as easily be disgusted or angry as they could be terrified.

“Didn't everything turn out the way you wanted?”

Only a quiet grunt escaped Asher's lips. What were they supposed to say? What always happened, happened today too.

“Glasyalabolas.”

A few days ago, His Majesty Leviathan summoned the descendant of Solomon to attend an extremely important meeting; what was important, only he knew, because Asher was as bored as a pug during political talks. Today's session seemed even less interesting than usual. They achieved a new record of disconnection from the surroundings. They stopped listening before the nobles even started talking. What could they do? They were surrounded by a bunch of hot men, instead of stupid politics, they could have chill out a little. For example, unbutton the shirts to let the chill breeze brush their skin…

Astaroth's snap awakened them before the train of imagination could gain momentum.

“Huh?”

“I asked what he did this time.”

Legs carried them forward, away from this office, as if Asher were afraid that the boredom would spill out and consume them again. Or, even worse, Glasyabolas's hand would land on their thigh again. Although, actually, it wouldn't be that bad. He was quite hot. Except he was an asshole. But what could they do, it only increased the possibilities… They forced themself to at least partially come to their senses. Even though, the fantasies about Glasyal were much more interesting. Yes, they were angry with him, but they still could appreciate a good body and certainly even better skills. It's not easy to shake a connoisseur out of their professionalism.

“He is being himself.” Asher grumbled under their breath. “I'm starting to get fed up with him.”

“Maybe you should take a break. I know a place you might like.”

The place in question turned out to be a cramped shop. The shelves were full of suspicious drugs, they all smelled of herbs and that unusual, sleepy fog surrounding Hades. Raven feathers, stone amulets, and reptile scales were stuffed among laurel branches and incantation ribbons. Astaroth, wrapped in snake coils, looked like one of the exhibits. Surrounded by the mysticism of this place, he seemed even sexier than usual. But why did the demon brought them here?

“Look.” The man pointed to the jar of clay standing at their feet. “These are lumps of earth collected from the place where His Majesty Lucifer fell into Hell.”

Asher bent down and picked up a small thing that looked more like a vial.

“Should it really be standing that low? Someone will kick it and everything will fall apart.”

“The thing is, these stones are extremely…”

They put the jar on a shelf among engraved beads and blue-labeled containers. Old wood groaned and splinters appeared from the bottom.

“…heavy.”

“Never mind.” Asher quickly put that quirk back where it was. It occurred to them that they might throw it at Glasyalabolas. Maybe he would finally get his shit together.

“You're wrinkling your nose again. Are you thinking the same thing as before?”

“Maybe… I'm sick of him, you know? I want to throw it in his face.”

“I think you should let your desires take over. Be corrupted. Be yourself.” Demon reached for a drug with a blue label. “But I propose a more sophisticated way.”

“What do you mean?”

“These are sleep oils with little side effect. You fall asleep faster, but you wake up much more tired.”

Without much thought, Asher grabbed a package three times its size.

“We'll take it.”

The gift they had prepared didn't look suspicious. An ordinary pillow that smelled of lavender. People lie perfectly, so explaining it was supposed to be easy. Asher had some credible stories ready. In fact, they were even a little disappointed that Glasyal didn't ask where the gift came from. All that was left to do was wait.

On the first day, there were no signs of fatigue. As they sat in council, Glasyalabolas was as great and immovable as a mountain. The next day, the mountain hunched its shoulders, but so slightly that they barely noticed it. On the third day, dark circles began to appear under his eyes. The next evening, after a meeting in which Glasyal had given up even teasing them, another thing humans are good at stirred in Asher. Delicate, barely audible remorse.

they stood outside Glasyal's room, trying to think of why they wanted their gift back. Yes, the demon was annoying, but maybe, just slightly maybe, they a little, just a little liked him. Maybe it's a souvenir from another demon? Or maybe a pillow that is always warm on both sides and was mistaken for a real gift? Before Asher could think of anything, the door opened. Weird. They didn't knock.

“Do you need anything?”

“Yes.”

“Come in, then. I know you've been standing here for quite a few minutes.”

Even though Asher entered the snake pit with a straight face, their heart was racing. First, they entered the demon's room. A handsome demon. A terrifying demon. They regretted it even before the door closed behind. Maybe they should come back after all? 

All doubts were doubled when Glasyalabolas leaned forward, as if bowing, and took their hand.

“Two can play this game, you know that?”

Not only Asher's heart but also his breathing reached the pace of an asthmatic after a marathon when Glasyal placed their hand on his cheek. He rubbed their fingers under his eye, and the circles that were supposedly from lack of sleep became blurred. Everything that was speeding up, suddenly stopped. Makeup. It was makeup. And worst of all, when they looked closer, the makeup was of very low quality. 

“You think I can't recognize sleeping herbs? Especially since you poured so much into this pillow? Even a corpse would be disturbed.” 

Instead of letting go of their hand, Glasyal ran their fingers over his lips. They were surprisingly soft and warm. Asher couldn't help himself. They pressed harder, wondering if his tongue was as soft. Anxiety fought with desire as they stared at his tongue as it lazily licked its lips. Fuck. Before they take this pillow away from him, they can still use it in this bed.

They took a step closer and grabbed the dark horn to make sure the demon wouldn't get up. And that he won't have any stupid ideas. Glasyal just muttered under his breath, something that sounded like a cross between a groan and a laugh.

“It was a punishment to stop acting like an asshole.” 

“I guess it didn't work.”

“In that case” Asher tugged the horn, forcing Glasyal to bow even lower. “Looks like I'll have to work on this more bluntly.”

The demon knelt down. However, if Asher thought for a moment that he would politely give up, their legs immediately buckled under them. Glasyal grabbed them around the waist and lifted their shirt with his teeth, licking, nipping and biting their lower abdomen.

“I want to see you try.”

That evening, neither of them needed a pillow anymore.

#i'm honestly so nervous posting this lol and idk why #first time writing something so personalized #I wonder if I managed it #whb #what in hell is bad #whbmcshuffle #whb glasyalabolas #whb astaroth #whb mc #whb oc

[skyeslittlecorner]

I know it's late but can I ask for the' kings'reactions to a MC who dislikes sexual activities (maybe because of their past)?

I'm craving the angst now 🤤 but maybe it will end with happiness as always 🫶

Honestly, I don't think the kings would have a big problem with lack of sex. If you smack them in the hand to keep them from touching and tell them why you don't want it, it will flow off them like nothing happened. Maybe they'll get a little angry at first, that's all. They want the best.

If we want angst, let's be creative. Assume that this aversion to sex is heightened to such an extent that it prevents the sharing of demonic energy and threatens our lives.

Satan is surprised that you don't want sex and annoyed that you don't want to cooperate. You need demonic energy to live in Hell. If you refuse everything related to it, even slightly, you will not survive here. Your words that you can then go back to earth where you belong are driving him crazy. You promised you would help them. Are you going to break your promise? If so, then go ahead and come back, but then he doesn't have to keep his end of the deal either. When you come back, Minhyeok will be dead again. Your argue will be fierce, the castle will shake to its foundations. If you really want to survive without sex, you better find a demon who will politely put you back home, because Satan has no intention of helping traitors.

Mammon is… unmoved. My imagination is too small and his love is too great for me to imagine a scenario where he is furious by his master's behavior. If you refuse sex, he will mainly be sad and concerned. Will suggest a lot of other solutions. The main one will be giving you milk from the horns to drink, without telling you what it is. When you find out, you'll get mad, wanting nothing to do with sex, but even then, he won't raise his voice to you. He won't let you die in such a stupid way, and order you to drink it. Although, it breaks his heart. He can be firm when he wants, and you either accept it or have it forcibly injected into your body.

Beelzebub thought it was some fun at first. He tries to get to you, and you pretend to be cold and distant. However, he slowly begins to get impatient. He takes you on trips to earth all the time, so you don't need demonic energy. But why do you reject him, don't you even let him embrace you? He will start to forget about you, if you hate him so much, stay in hell where you have demons that you like more. When he finds out that you don't want energy from them either, he will be just irritated. He will come back regularly to take you back to earth, but the atmosphere between you will become more and more intense, until one day he will simply disappear and not take you back to hell.

Leviathan finds the matter very simple. You don't want demonic energy? Then die. He may even help you and throw you into a coffin to be eaten, hanging would be an honor you don't deserve. He knew you were stupid, but to be this stupid? Not respecting a life that can be lost so easily? And all this because of idiotic grimaces? Sometimes you have to do something you hate to survive. He won't let you die only if he absolutely needs you, and then he will force you to accept demonic energy. He won't touch you because he knows how it hurts. But he will pour milk from the horns down your throat, whether you like it or not.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #skye's little talk

[skyeslittlecorner]

Can I request some scenarios between Mc and the kings? Like how MC is amused by the king's powers and they let MC play with it.

Yeah like play with Satan's weapons and be bitten by him, Mammon's golden hand and the ability to build buildings, Leviathan's monsters and ropes, Beelzebub... 🤷‍♀️ Not sure if playing with the clones or flies better 🫢 (it's just my thoughts, you can write the things that easier for you to write ofc :3)

As a descendant of Solomon, we have access to the power of kings (chapter 4 for example). I wonder how much fun they will have when we use these powers~

Satan's power isn't just about creating weapons. He can create anything from scythes to diamonds. It also works much better if you bite the one who loves you the most. At this point, the entire Gehenna will lie down at your feet, offering you their wrists, necks, or - nothing else, because even by offering the neck, Satan will kick their asses so much that they will fly for a week. He himself is at your service. He will be amused, wiping the blood dripping from your chin, and watching the destruction you bring in his name.

Mammon will offer you private lessons. Making fists is fun, but when you try something more complicated, you end up with very poor modern art sculptures. You need to have at least the basics of sculpture and architecture so that what you have in your head translates into reality. The wasteland where you practice will become an art gallery in the future, and the little demons will have to interpret what you meant. Of course, some of them are Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon.

Beelzebub rather wants you to play with his teleportation than his clones. But okay, no problem, he can clone himself enough times for you to be a couple and a hundredfold. Of course, you can't be with him and the other demons like this. After all, stealing your lover is the ultimate crime, and you are still you. As for the insects, Beel is curious which of you they will listen to more. He will order them to submit completely to you so that you can have fun. He will show you the most beautiful of them, such as moths and butterflies, but also the tastiest... at least in his opinion.

Leviathan. Phew. Dear. There are *so many* possibilities here. Ropes, tentacles and a masochist, what more could you want? His monsters are not very cooperative, at least at first, which is why you will hear a few comments about your incompetence. Then you can shove all these words down his throat when, with a wave of your finger, you tie him up like a puppet and tell your tentacles to play with his own little tentacle. Or maybe you will play with them yourself and make him watch, enjoying his jealousy and fury… there are many options.

#whb #what in hell is bad #skye's little talk #whb beelzebub #whb satan #whb leviathan #whb mammon

[skyeslittlecorner]

Hello dears, I hope you have had a nice break from my spam. Bad news, I'm coming back to you, good news, less frequently (or the other way round, if you prefer).

A small update from me.

I started this blog to survive the break when I couldn't write because my book had to wait half a year before I started editing it. Funfact for non-writers. After writing a book, it is best to put it aside for as long as possible to forget about what you wrote (at least 3 months in my case, but it varies), this way when you revise it later you have a fresh perspective. I wanted to maintain the habit of writing every day, so as an exercise I scribbled a little something about WHB every day. That's why I write mainly short forms, only ~0,8–1,2k words, because this way I can sit down and write the whole thing in one sitting (I think the only exception was Promised Land).

Half a year has just passed. I'm back to editing the book (me cry I missed them so much), and that's what I'll be mainly focusing on now. That's why I can write less here. In addition, I am writing the promised competition fanfics for you. Adding requests, work and studies, it's quite a lot, so I'm closing the requests for now. When I catch up with them a bit, I will open them again.

#skye's little talk

[skyeslittlecorner]

Hiya, this sort of came to me after your latest post and I'm not sure if you did this yet or not but if you did you can ignore it.

The 4 kings (and who ever you want to add if any) with a plus-sized s/o who's like self conscious about it.

It's probably already a thing in the fandom that these demons will be death of our insecurities. They love us no matter what we look like.

My little headcanon is that they like our imperfections even more because they, created and not born, perfect, don't see such things. It's interesting and cute for them.

Satan doesn't care how you look, as long as you feel good. If you don't have a problem with your appearance, he doesn't either. It doesn't change the fact that he will want to go to the gym with you, but the reason is not about looks, it's about Gehenna culture and the cult of power.

Mammon is big himself. Yes, it's all muscle, but look at him. You will always be tiny and cute, no matter what you look like. Besides, the bigger the bottom, the more happiness you will bring him. And you both want to be happy, right?

Beelzebub loves it, and it's canon. You look so beautiful when your clothes are a little too tight, he could stare at you for hours. Stare with his hands, exactly. A little more body here and there just makes it feel better in his hands.

Leviathan has more important things to worry about than your appearance. You look what you look like and that's it, compared to his perfection everyone pales anyway. Regardless of your size, you will always fit in his coffin.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #skye's little talk

[skyeslittlecorner]

Hi!! It's my first time requesting and I do not know how it works so I hope this message does not finish lost among other thousands of requests.

Anyways, I was wondering if you could do some headcanons on the Kings with a little sister (idk, there aren't many fics that don't focus on the reader like MC)

Note: sorry if this message sounds a bit rude, I am not good with English *Dies from shyness*

Hello! Don't worry, you sound perfectly fine. I've been taking requests for maybe a month now, so we both don't really know what we're doing lmao

Personally, I like ideas without MC (not that I don't like MC, but it's rare and always a breath of freshness)

Satan treats his little sister like a real big brother. The one you think is an idiot, but you love him anyway. He may give his life for her, but he won't give her his last kinder bueno. When they argue, the palace shakes, but it's never about anything serious, and they forget about it after fifteen minutes. I'm sure he taught her how to fight and defend herself, and she loves playing with his hair.

Mammon is the older brother drawn from a perfect story. He will do anything for his little sister. He will treat her like a princess, fulfill her every wish and pamper her like no one else in the world. How can he act otherwise when she's so adorable? She may even be as tall as him, but to him she will still be his sweet little girl.

Beelzebub and his sister pretend to strangers that they don't know each other. Beel would love to tease her, but he know being connected with him is dangerous. And she is ashamed to go out because he will do everything to get under her skin. Of course, she loves him, but Beel is... Beel. Especially if she wanted a boyfriend. Beel would have subjected him to such interrogation that the poor guy wouldn't have made it out on his own. He may like to tease her, but he's obsessed with her safety.

Leviathan is demanding and, as an older brother, he would unconsciously act somewhat paternally. He would take care of her like a treasure and forbid her from going out alone. This girl would be worshiped in Hades almost as much as he himself was. And if they both ran away from the farm… she would be the only person who understood him. In fact, having someone like that could have really good effects on him and would reduce his obsession and loneliness.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #skye's little talk

[skyeslittlecorner]

For once I wanted to be up to drawing whats popular so here is a lil Lucifer drawing - the halo almost killed me.

here is the link for the psd files on drive of the halo if anyone wants it. psd:

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb lucifer #Pspspsps Luci stans and artists come here #not only hot man with tiddies #but also a halo file ready for use

[skyeslittlecorner]

Who are your 3 favorite and 3 least favorite whb characters? And do you have a character who surprisingly grew on you after not liking him at first?

Fav: Andrealphus, Sitri, Amon

From not liking to love: Bael, Bimet, Leviathan, Abbadon demons

Least fav: Minhyeok, Raphael

I decided that I wouldn't artificially put three, since I don't have many characters that I don't like. Even for Rara I'm neutral, he takes this place of honor partly because I have a hard time writing for him (he's an ass to work with), and partly because of Andrealphus. Loyalty binds me.

As for Minhyeok, he's the only one I really am not fond of. I just consider his relationship with MC to be toxic and manipulative, and would rather have someone who is honestly hostile (Leviathan or even angels) than someone who pretends to be a friend and then take advantage of this. Also, he's the only one I will not take requests for.

#whb #what in hell is bad #skye's little talk #not really tagging this because it's only my opinion and rambling

[skyeslittlecorner]

Can we have some family's moments plsssss 🥺 Like how the kings take care of the baby after birth (the skin-to-skin contact with the dads is so precious) and maybe some scenerio where they introduce their kids to the nobles pls 😭💕

I hesitated with this request for a long time (sorry! And thank you for your patience!), but I wanted to include everyone here. I needed some time. It's finally ready!

Satan

The pregnancy was as much fun (for Satan) as it was exhausting (for you). Of course, he supported you. Especially when you were screaming during labor that you hated him, and it was all his fault, and he almost cum feeling your anger. But to the point.

He is a truly excellent father and knows how to deal with children, because he has attended births many times. When he lies down next to you and holds your twins in his arms, the look on his face will be one of pure happiness (from tonight onwards there will be not one, but three pairs of headlights staring at you). He will gently support their heads and stroke them between the nubs that will later become horns. You've never seen him so calm before. So caring. As if suddenly, for a brief moment, all his wrath and depression disappeared.

As for the nobles - Satan needs to enjoy the kids, so when Leraye and Paimon come cooing at you and the baby, they'll get their ass kicked. There should be silence! You are tired, twins also need to get used to their parents. Although, Paimon and Leraye will be great guardians, just keep an eye on them all, because when they are having fun, they are really messy. Poor stuffed animals.

Sitri will be the first to have the honor of holding them (and changing their diapers). I think he will be most confused when he has to take care of children for the first time, because they are small, dependent and illogical. He'll learn quickly, especially with your help. Show him how to take care of little ones, and he will do well on the first try.

The best nanny will of course be Astaroth, he is perfect for children. After all, he was the one who started the legend of Santa Claus. (And I still headcanon him to be so old that he was little Satan's guardian). Zagan will be a little more shy, he will consider twins two little treasures, and slowly he will have to learn that they will not shatter like glass when he touches them (the demonstration will be a loving father who will lift the kid by the foot). Belial is also a great nanny, although Jiyu is forbidden from staying with the child for long periods of time.

Satan, of course, is the perfect father. He sometimes has stupid ideas, but he knows perfectly well how to do everything with children, and he would love to stay with you all the time if it weren't for the war and responsibilities.

Mammon

Every contact with Mammon is skin to skin contact. He will be exceptionally delicate. The baby is not so little (and labor wasn't easy), but in his hands it looks even smaller than usual.

He will let you enjoy your child as much as you want and will wait patiently for you to give them to him. During this time, his greed will only increase, but it feels good. After all, as his Master, no, as someone more - as his Wife, you have priority over everything. Especially the baby you gave him. He loves you even more for this, because you yourself are his treasure and you have given him something he never had before.

Bimet will be torn between hiring a nanny and keeping money, but greed will win. Even if he has to take care of the child. Although he will try to avoid his responsibilities as much as possible so that he can only be present while having fun. The kind of uncle who can play with a toddler until he or they start crying.

Valefor will be a much better guardian. He won't be afraid to change clothes and feed the baby, even if they throw gold-plated porridge. Strangely enough, while it won't always be cute, Eligos will take care of them the best of all. Mainly because good care means more attention and headpats for him. I don't know why, but I have the impression that Eligos will be the greatest help for you in raising, because he will be the least likely to spoil this already heavily spoiled child.

Beelzebub

As you expected, Beelzebub will appear very late, but for completely different reasons than you think. This date was etched in his memory like a stone. Except he doesn't know if it's safe, because the moment he sits next to you on the bed, looks at your tired smile, touches your baby… all his desire to wander will disappear. He will have a dangerous urge to give it all up and stay with you. See your child grow up. To look after you. Cursed angels and cursed war, he will destroy the entire Heaven, but he wants to stay with you. When he hugs the baby to his chest, his face shows genuine emotion… and pain. You don't need further assurances of how much he loves you.

There is a running joke that the kids will treat Bael as their father, but neither him nor Beel won't allow it. Bael don't like to be confused with him if he don't have to, after all. Also, even Nabe can tell them apart without glasses, and their children will be able to tell them even more. In everyday life he will actually be a good uncle. Like Sitri, he will need time (and energy) to get used to it, but... he has too much other work to do instead of raising a child.

Naberius won't really know what to do with the children. His greatest contribution would be to play with them, especially if he changed into his dog form. It's not that he doesn't want to help, but his brain freezes when you tell him to heat up the milk. You think it's cute and tell him to mainly keep an eye on them. Stolas is a little better help, but he's loud and energetic. While he can prepare a meal, he's not very good at changing diapers.

The royal nanny in this case will be Amon, if you can convince him to do so. The fact that these are Beelzebub's children should help. We know that if he wants, he can handle any situation very well, and besides, he is mainly our guard when we are at Avisos. This way, you will solve Bael's problem with the always sleeping Amon, and Amon himself will be happy, feeling part of your family.

Leviathan

It's not easy to read the emotions on Leviathan's face, but the way he holds your child, seemingly holding his breath so as not to harm them, made you feel warmer. Always perfect, now he looks like the most lost man in Hades. You will help him, position his hands to hold the baby properly, allow him to get used to the baby's gentleness, and tell him that babies need close contact to maintain body warmth and a steady heartbeat. When Leviathan hears this, he won't want to put the baby down for even a second. The only exception is when you are holding them. In fact, he's torn because when he gives you the baby back, he's jealous that he doesn't hold it, and when he holds it, he's jealous that he just had a beautiful sight of you holding them in your arms… Life is so hard.

I see him as the only king who is not a perfect father. Why should he be if he was no example? He didn't even have a childhood. Neither of you will mention it, but you will learn together how to take care of your baby. This will only bring you much closer. Especially since there is a lot of chaos and very little perfection in parents' lives. He will try as hard as he can, on his own, willingly, but sometimes kiss him and tell him that you will take care of the baby at night. He will be grateful to you for this. Especially since Leviathan will do everything to give your child a real childhood.

Unlike other countries, Hades has no official best nanny. Foras is great at taking care of mundane things like feeding, changing, and bathing, but he's not very affectionate. Barbatos is even too affectionate and playful, he can take care of the child in any way, but keep an eye on him because he considers clothes to be an unnecessary accessory. The best nanny would be Glasyalabolas, if it weren't for the fact that from the very beginning he tries to convince the little prince or princess to dethrone their daddy. Coup d'état, that's just good fun!

As for Orias, in this case Leviathan is much more cautious, but when he sees that his noble still prefers him to the child, then (his ego will be tickled) he will have no problem with him.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #skye's little talk #whb leraye #whb paimon #whb sitri #whb zagan #whb astaroth #whb bimet #whb valefor #whb eligos #whb naberius #whb amon #whb stolas #whb bael #whb foras #whb orias #whb barbatos #whb glasyalabolas #this is the first and last time I tag them all #whb belial

[skyeslittlecorner]

Hmmm.... We have the kings as kids already... How about the kings (+Lucifer pls) as cats 😽 Hehehe fluffy or chubby cats luv them all 💞 If anyone hurt the cats... I gonna *beep* you and then myself!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!!!!

KITTIES! I love kitties so much! Adorable, fluffy piles of happiness~

Satan - Norwegian Forest Cat - I was thinking about the Maine Coon, but he can't be the largest species. Sorry, little bean. This one has beautiful long fur and loves dogs (you'll understand in a moment). They are very attached to their loved ones, but it is not always visible in them. Intelligent and self-confident. Due to their strong instincts, they love to hunt (constant fight in Gehenna, that's right).

Mammon - Newfoundland - Hear me out. I know it's a dog, you know it's a dog, but it's the kind of dog that grew up with cats and considers itself one of them. He is huge, calm and friendly towards all animals. They're only furry little friends for them (I bet even as humans, Mammon thinks that about Satan).

Beelzebub - …as much as I love him, giving him a breed other than an ordinary tabby have no sense. Beel is that stray from the neighborhood who comes to your place to eat and cuddle, and then disappears for God knows how long. And no one even knows what to do with him, but let's be honest, we all love these kinds of kitties.

Leviathan - Turkish Angora - Noble pedigree and beautiful white fur. Calm and royal in demeanor. And above all, he has a determined character, but he can be capricious and when he becomes sensitive, there is no mercy.

Lucyfer - Ragdoll - At first I was thinking about more noble breeds, but Ragdolls are extremely calm and family-oriented, and based on what we currently know about Luci, it fits perfectly. Moreover, their fur is white with black spots on the nose (it would fit better on the chest, but overall is good).

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #whb lucifer #skye's little talk