#and thank you for supporting me when I’m all depressy

[ravenyenn19]

Hello my loves🐦‍⬛

So, just here for an update. If you are a follower of me/my writing- you may have noticed I haven’t been online as much the past month or two. (I won’t presume- but I do imagine if you’re a reader of my fics… it’s been obvious.😭)

Anyways, I apologize for my sudden long absence from both ao3 & all my other platforms. To be quite transparent, I’ve hit a rough patch in RealLife™️- & as they say, when it rains it pours. I had about four different significant life emergencies happen all at once & it drained me in every way possible. Emotionally, physically, financially. (I’m alright, just trying to be real.)

To put it simply, writing was forced to take a back burner. While words are my happy place + truest salvation…. It gets hard to be creative when you’re worried about whether or not you’ll be able to keep your life afloat suddenly/working every spare hour you can to afford it. That’s just honest.

But

I just want to say I’m so grateful for the patience you’ve all granted me. I know it’s frustrating. BUT (x2) tomorrow is September 7th. AKA DWOD Jordie Rietveld’s birthday & Future Kanej wedding anniversary…

AND

…my birthday. 🖤 It was my Easter egg of myself in the story for those who didn’t know- & I’m going to do my best to get some updates done for you all. I won’t promise bc it really depends on whether I can afford my office renewal/get the hours cut out of my schedule. But I’d really like to try because I miss you, and I miss writing. This is the longest I’ve ever gone without typing anything new- a month. 🥺

Anyways, Thank you. Also, as aforementioned- it’s been a really rough go of it so if anyone would like to check out my kofi & buy your local stressy depressy author a little birthday smile/office 365 renewal… i will probably cry. To those who have supported in the past month or two- you have no idea how much it means to me. Sincerely. It bought me a few groceries when I thought the sky was going to fall down. 🖤😭 (I also use venmo: @annavail9 *my real name!*)

PS- please don’t feel any obligation. I know how hard life is🖤🐦‍⬛ nmnf~

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[hufflautia]

in the soft silence of her love

Warning: biphobia 

Summary: Slytherin supports Hufflepuff after a break-up. 

“And then,” Hufflepuff continues angrily, “he said I would probably cheat on him with a girl!” 

Slytherin’s forehead creases while Hufflepuff paces around the dormitory.  

“He sounds like the type of guy who would ask for a threesome after you tell him you’re bi,” she replies. 

“Right?!” Hufflepuff plops onto the bed, her arms splayed over the duvet as she stares at the ceiling with blazing eyes. “Honestly, fuck him.” 

“Fuck him,” Slytherin agrees, laying beside her. 

“I’m glad I told him I’m bisexual,” she huffs. “Otherwise, I’d still be in a disgusting relationship with that rat without knowing how much of a dick he is.” 

I always suspected he was an ass, Slytherin thinks. But how was I supposed to tell my best friend I hated her boyfriend? 

Hufflepuff’s demeanor shifts into something undeniably desolate, and she closes her eyes. Slytherin sees a stray tear slip from her eye and past her ear. 

“Hufflepuff?” 

She turns her head to see Slytherin staring with furrowed brows. She doesn’t respond, not even when her eyes become clouded with tears. 

Slytherin pushes herself upright and says her name again but in a more gentle tone. 

That’s when she wordlessly sits up and holds her arms out, to which Slytherin scoots forward to embrace her. 

Her face wrought with emotion, Hufflepuff sobs into the crook of her neck. Slytherin doesn’t ask what’s wrong. Hufflepuff will talk when she’s ready.  

After several minutes, her breathing gradually evens out, and all that can be heard is her occasional sniffles. She draws in a deep breath and exhales shakily.

“He said I should’ve told him in the beginning. He said I tricked him. And it, it hurt,” her voice cracks, “to hear that. To hear him say all those things to m—me.” 

Slytherin hugs her tighter. “I know,” she murmurs, rubbing her back in a methodical manner. “I know.” 

Hufflepuff feels herself shake and tremble from the effort of muffling her own cries. It doesn’t take long for her to let it all out. Snot begins to leak from her nose as tears streak down her face, but she doesn’t bother wiping them off. It hurts. Everything just hurts. 

But with Slytherin by her side, it hurts a little bit less. 

- 

It’s been two weeks since the breakup. They’re studying for their Potions exam in the Slytherin common room, where it's quiet and peaceful. Slytherin is too focused on her work to notice that Hufflepuff hasn’t written a single word down in the past ten minutes. 

“It was you, wasn’t it?” 

Slytherin regards Hufflepuff with a puzzled expression. 

“What?” 

“You were the one who jinxed you-know-who last week.” 

Slytherin snorts and says, “If you’re talking about Voldemort, then no, I did not jinx that no-nose egg. But I would if I could.” 

Hufflepuff shoots her a pointed look. 

“Okay, okay,” she relents. “Yes, I turned your ex into a rat. But only because he deserved it!”  

Hufflepuff wants to be mad, she really does. After all, Slytherin has gotten detention plenty of times because of her—well, for her, really. But she cracks a smile. It was pretty funny to see him walk through the corridors with the tail still intact; Madam Pomfrey can do many things, but even her healing magic has limits. 

“You didn’t have to do that for me,” Hufflepuff says.  

Slytherin arches an eyebrow. 

“Who said I did it for you,” she asks. “Maybe I wanted to see him scurry around for my own amusement.” 

A wide grin stretches across Hufflepuff’s face. She doesn’t bother pressing her best friend about it. She knows the truth. 

They go back to their work, and before Slytherin can truly return her focus to the assignment, Hufflepuff speaks. 

“Thank you.” 

[I normally don’t put songs in one-shots, but I’m watching sapphic tiktoks while revising this fic, and I came across this song and it’s so beautiful that I simply have to include it because the vibes are immaculate and it flows well with the story. The song is 25 seconds long, but it loops for 3 minutes. You’ll be able to finish the story before it loops. No need to rush. Here is the link.]  

Slytherin meets her eyes and grins.  

“Of course,” she says. “You deserve the world.” 

Hufflepuff offers a soft smile. 

“Hopefully we’ll see it together.” 

And then she goes back to her work, but Slytherin doesn’t look away. Not yet. Not when she’s gazing upon the girl whom she has silently loved for years.  

Yea, Slytherin thinks. Maybe we will. 

~

Inspired by this post I found on Instagram (originally from Tumblr, funnily enough):  

Unrelated, but that gif is of a character played Phoebe Tonkin, my mermaid QUEEN. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed. Check out my masterlist, and lemme know what you thought of this one-shot! I love reading your comments <3 Thanks for reading! 

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[atinywrites]

Yunho fallen angel au?

okay this needs to be said: I apologize for going MIA for the past weeks, I’ve been extremely stressy-depressy and could not, for the life of me, make myself write. I have found the small burst of motivation to write and hopefully I’ll get back to posting more often. Thank you to all who stood by me and supported me, You’re the best and incredibly loved.

another note: so I kind of ran with this idea and I may or may not already have a pt two to this but I’m not sure if I should post it...

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“You can’t do this because of me,” You tried to reason with him, your palm cupping his full cheek as your thumb trailed over his cheekbone. “This is your purpose of living and I cannot let you give that up.”

His hand came to lay over yours for a moment before taking it off his face and pressing his lips to your knuckles. The wind rustled the tree behind you, the white peach blossom flowers floating down around you both. “You are my purpose of living and I refuse to give you up. I have made my choice and I do not regret it.”

“They will tear you apart,” You whispered, eyes watering at the thought of him in any kind of pain. “and rip these out of your flesh.” Your hand gently runs over his golden feathers.

“I will be okay,” Yunho smiles at you, it reaches his eyes and you knew at that moment that he was really willing to go through all of this to be with you. Tears drip down your cheeks, landing on his hand as he reaches out to swipe them away.

“My human form will not remember you but my heart will. Please do not give up on me, I will need you then like I need you now.”

“Yunho-” You said only to be cut off with a bruising kiss. When you opened your eyes, he was gone, leaving a single peach blossom flower tucked behind your ear.

-

read pt 2 here

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[devildomdoofus]

Winter Storm:Part 2

Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor

WARNINGS:

‼️contains spoilers from chp. 16‼️

[[angst, cursing, anxiety, fear/terror, depression, near death experiences, hypothermia, dehydration, fainting, severe pain, cliffhangers, unhealthy coping mechanisms, suggestive themes, if I missed any - please let me know!!]]

Author’s Note:

As you already know, I will forever apologize for my sluggishness but I hope that when I do get to posting, it is worth the wait 😣 I’m particularly proud of these pieces, especially Beel’s and Belphegor’s... the angst was fun to write and helped me let off some steam! Forgive me, but Asmo is kind of hard to write for as we’re practically polar opposites 😭 OH!! Since this is the final piece to my “Winter Storm” puzzle, I’ll be needing more requests so if you’ve got something on your mind that you wish to bring to life, send ‘em my way and I’ll do my best to help make it come true!! I’d love to hear what you lovely individuals have rattling around in your brains✨. As always, thank you kindly for your patience, your generosity and support, and thank you very much for hyping me up to write and continue writing. You’ve helped me in more ways than I can count. Stay ruling them all, MCs ❤️

- DevildomDoofus

Prologue/Part 1:

Asmodeus:

It was difficult letting you go on an adventure without him, especially since you were taking the camera with you and he was all dolled up to the nines, looking way too good to not be in the pictures you were going to take... but then you offered him a reward he simply couldn’t refuse, IF he were to be patient. You took him by the hand, gazed into his beautiful eyes, and whispered low enough that he had to lean in close to hear your proposition. “Wait for me here and when I get back, we can dip into the hot tub and sip our favorite drinks until we’re pruny.” He practically kicked you out of the door so that you could hurry back and fulfill your promise.

In the time that you were gone, he busied himself with intricately arranging yours and his belongings until he felt you’d be proud with his eye for organization. By then, you hadn’t returned in the time he felt you‘d said you’d be back but... if he went out looking for you now, he might not get to be warm and bubbly with you later on and damn it, he was going to get that time with you. Once again, he tried to find something to keep his mind off of saying ‘the devildom with it!’ and going after you anyway. He flipped through magazines, scrolled on his D.D.D., sang and danced to his favorite human songs on the radio, but eventually, all he could think about was you. Wondering if you were ok, if you were having fun without him, what kind of pictures you might be taking to show him later... “Ok, that’s it. MC, sweetie, you’ll just have to forgive me.” He donned his comfiest and cutest winter trend setter, lathered the remaining exposed skin in protective lotions and creams because he simply CANNOT have his skin cracking or breaking, and stepped out the door to come find you- “Unholy shit...” The sky had darkened and the wind had picked up immensely. This is not good. For him, his skin, and much less you. He had to find you and fast. He spotted markings on the trees and the piles of stones nearby and he tilted his head. He knelt down to pick up a stone and eyed it a moment before he brought it to his nose for a quick sniff. It smelled of the lotion he had given you on one of your birthdays and for a brief moment, his heart flutters. You wore it constantly because it reminded you of Asmo and whenever you were feeling down, you’d take a whiff of yourself to feel closer to him and whatever was bothering you would instantly vanish. You told him this and he never forgot it nor did he ever let you hear the end of how happy it made him. Emotional in nature, Asmodeus started to tear up a bit as his fear of losing you increased. If he couldn’t find you soon, you’d surely be in danger if you weren’t already. He continued after you like a bloodhound, following you primarily by scent as his vision was becoming obscured by the blinding snow and ice. In addition, he would call out your name, hoping that by some unholy miracle, you’d hear his voice and come trudging through the snow into his arms. Today, he wasn’t so lucky.

Before long, your trail of markings and scent waned into nothingness and he came to a halt. “No, no, no, noooo!!” He turned in circles, sniffing until it hurt to do so, desperately trying to pick up your scent again but it never came. “Damn it!!” he cried as he dropped to his knees, a bit exhausted and heavily defeated. He couldn’t catch the tears before they trickled from his eyes so instead, he held his face in his hands and let them go. How could he have let this happen? The only one he could love more than he loved himself was probably stuck out here alone, terrified, and most likely hanging on for dear life but he couldn’t do a damn thing about it because he couldn’t find you. He was so overcome by his feelings of weakness and hopelessness that he almost missed the echo of your voice crying out through the storm. Almost.

He perked up in an instant, stumbling back to his feet before chasing the sound and calling after you. “MC?! Where are you, love?!” Although there was no reply, he continued in the same direction with your scent having picked up, until he came across the makeshift shelter you held up in. As he crawled in and got closer to you, he came to a complete stop before his jaw dropped to the floor and heart concaved within his chest. You were lying there like-... like you had been lying once before like a broken porcelain doll, abandoned and forgotten by it’s owner. He covers his mouth with his hand and began to cry once more, only this time in much more pain. Crawling over to you, he takes one of your hands in his and brings it to his quivering lips, gingerly kissing your hand before taking the rest of you into his embrace. “Oh MC... My sweet, sweet MC,” he whispers through his tears, “I’m so sorry.” The lump in his throat strangles the words that try to come out. “So very sorry.” He clutches you tighter, leaning his head against yours and rocking you in his embrace, telling himself this is a horrible dream. He never imagined days would come when someone else’s wellbeing came before his and yet the moment you had made a pact with him, he was immediately catching himself thinking of you before he ever came close to thinking of himself. It was incredibly bizarre... and he only wanted more. Eventually, he came to the conclusion that if fewer thoughts of himself meant more thoughts of you, he’d gladly take himself off the pedestal and place you on top instead. Unfortunately, this newfound wondrous feeling wouldn’t last long as the possibility of losing his source of selflessness and humility was rapidly increasing.

“As..moo...” His crying stops and he jerks up, looking down at you. For a brief second, he thought he heard you speak but seeing as you looked the exact same, he assumed he was starting to hear things. Until you said it again. “A..sm..oooo.” Any human would have thought that their ‘cheese had slid off the cracker’ because now, they’re hearing voices from beyond the grave, but Asmodeus knew better. He saw the curving of the delicate lips that your frozen face had allowed and he gasped. “MC!!” He tugs you ever so closer and snug to him that your spine could’ve snapped if he hadn’t of pulled away seconds later to litter your profile with swift and gentle kisses. When he’s done showering you in his smooches of relief, he stands up with you cradled to his chest and flies to back to the cabin to try and bring you back to the MC who once inspired him to be more by thinking of himself less. Besides, you owed him a dip in the hot tub and he wasn’t about to let some horrible blizzard take that away.

Beelzebub:

When you told this man that you wanted to go on a little scavenger hunt to check out the area, he thought you meant you were going to go see what kind of food joints were nearby and he was a little heartbroken at first, thinking you were doing such a thing alone. Without him. The avatar of Gluttony. But you assured him that you two would go together to do that later, and then buy as many groceries, snacks, and take-outs as he pleases as soon as you got back from a quick sight seeing. You also mentioned that you might find some berry bushes on your outing and you would bring some of those berries back for him to try. His cheeks dimpled and he gave you that smile that made your heart do cartwheels in your chest. For his cooperation, you gave him the location of the secret but not so secret because he could smell them anyway stash of your packs of fruit snacks. Ever since the pact, he has never been offended that you had ‘secret’ stashes because he understood all too well why you had to hide them away. His brothers did the same. But even still, you would always, and I mean always, share parts of your food with him so all he really had to do was wait for you to get hungry and surprisingly enough, it was almost as often as he would. You two were a match made in the celestial realm that could eat take the world by storm and he could never really put into words how much that connection that the of you two shared meant to him other than sharing HIS food with YOU.

Thinking of all of this food inevitably made him hungry so he went to your luggage, fumbled around a bit until he found them, and then gobbled down the full packs of fruit snacks, one by one, to hold him over until you came back. He then shuffled over to the couch to plop himself down and wait for your return. Before long, he was shifting and fidgeting in his seat as the cabin started to creak in the uncomfortable silence. He tried watching tv, doing little exercises, and eating more snacks but nothing was helping ease the uneasy feelings he was having.

There were many times in his life where the world around him seemed uncomfortably quiet. Yes, he was technically used to bouts of quietness with Belphegor, the Avatar of Sloth himself, being his twin brother and roomie. But typically, Belphegor was at least in the vicinity; either quietly snoring across the room, resting himself against Beel in one way or another, or could be called on and they could reach each other in a matter of seconds. They were never too far apart nor were any of his other brothers for that matter, if Beel needed a distraction. But as life can be a bit unforgiving, Beel was left alone, on occasions, for long periods of time with nothing but his increasingly loud thoughts to keep him company. And mind numbingly loud they were. It would range between his memories from The Great War of battling angels he once called friends, his overwhelming guilt of not being able to save Lilith, a bit of leftover anger with Lucifer for locking his brother away and then lying to him about it, guilty anger over Belphegor’s attempt to kill you, but most of all... he’s bent to the point of breaking over the fact that he knows he has a problem with his sin, more so than his brothers, and yet celestial realm knows there’s absolutely nothing he can do about it and that is what hurts most of all. And when thoughts like these come knocking at- no- BEATING DOWN his door, he either works his body until he crashes from fatigue, goes on binges for months to drown them out, bottles it all up until it terrorizes him in his dreams, or all of the above. That is, until you came along. Whenever you’re around, his mind, body, and soul seem at peace, and no more does he feel that he is starving, or broken and in need of fixing, or so far beyond forgiveness for what he’s done and who he has become that no one should ever be around him again for he’d only hurt them in the end, unable to stop himself. With you around, the quiet nor his own mind are his enemies but rather, potential friends. Indeed, he still has his moments where the ‘darker’ silence still pays him visits but they have become fewer and farther in between. And it’s all because of you.

That being said, this is one of those ‘darker’ silence visits and before it can get any sort of footing in his mind, he shoots up from the couch and heads out of the door to come looking for you.

He noticed little digits in the trees and piles of stones lining up with a trail going in a particular direction. If he remembers correctly, Satan had once mentioned that humans used these types of techniques as a survival tool in order to find their way back or leave a trail to be found if need be. Wow, his human is a smart cookie- “Damn it.” Shouldn’t have thought that. His stomach growled as if it was summoned and he pats his belly in an effort to console it. “I know, I know. I’m sorry buddy. We’ll find MC soon and then we can go eat with them.” It practically purred in response.

Minutes passed of following your trail and the sky began to darken with the wind picking up, followed by the walls of snow and ice. This was unsettling as he knew that humans couldn’t really survive out in weather like this for long, no matter how smart or capable they were. It was even more unsettling that your markings had disappeared and you were nowhere in sight.

“MC!!” he calls after you but you don’t respond. He continues, over and over, calling after you yet only the wind calls back. There was only one solution left and it was one he didn’t particularly like. He could use his ability as the Avatar of Gluttony to enhance his senses and sniff you out but... the problem was in the fact that he only ever used it when he was particularly starving, so inherently, whenever he zeroed in on something, he was going to eat it when he found it. This didn’t bode well for you considering you, in particular, had an exceptionally appetizing scent and it was extremely difficult to ignore, even with a full belly on the rare occasions that it is and out of his demon form. But because he was out of options and time was running out on the possibility of finding you alive, he had no other choice than to shift into his demon form and zero in on your scent. By Lord Diavolo, it was immaculate. The oh so sweet aroma was speaking sweet nothings to his stomach and the growl it emitted could shake the earth, if not hidden away under flesh and bone. He could make out a ghostly outline of your old footprints, beneath layers of snow, leading in one particular direction. He followed blindly, his hunger now at the wheel and in full on stalking mode as an apex predator on the prowl. It lead him in a few circles before ending up at the miniature shelter and by now, your scent was overwhelmingly delectable to his senses. He ducked low and could make out your silhouette in the darkness. Inching towards you, his nails turned to darkened claws and his teeth bared themselves with an impending goal to devour you whole until there was no trace of you but the outline of the snow of where you once laid- “NO!!”

Beelzebub stripped his sin from the reigns of his mind and he dropped to his knees beside you before it could begin it’s feast. He shook his head, trying to completely erase the thoughts of consuming your body and the immensely alluring smell that lead him to you in the first place. He then looked back to you and your drooping, solidified form and couldn’t hold back the tears that started to trickle down his face. “M-MC...?” Your heart would’ve shattered, just as his did in that moment, upon hearing the pain in his voice. “MC, no... please don’t do this.” He takes your head in his hands and turns your vacant, expressionless face towards him to try and get you to wake up. His thumbs trace circles over your cheeks and he’s calling your name but with no reply. The hands that are usually ever so steady and gentle with you, the hands that you’ve come to love with your whole heart, now shake in bits of agony as he pleads with his entire existence for you to wake up and come back to him. You continue to lay there, upon the cold, hard stone with your empty eyes looking right through Beelz’s and he can’t take it anymore. He lifts you into his arms and races back to the cabin with your limbs dangling towards the snow. Once there, he gingerly places you on the couch and flies around the cabin, grabbing the things he needs to get you warm and bring you back to him. He strips you of your wet clothes and dresses you anew in dry pairs. He throws a plethora of blankets over your body, covers your hands with fuzzy mittens and your feet in multiple pairs of fuzzy socks, then wraps a scarf around your neck and adjusts it so that it comes up to just beneath the opening of your nose. Lastly, he tosses firewood into the fireplace and sets them ablaze before settling onto the couch, placing you between his legs and wrapping his large arms around your frame, snuggling his face into the crook of the scarf around your neck. He inhales deeply, taking the sweet scent of you into his lungs before exhaling and letting his tears fall again. His grip on you tightens as he’s torturing himself for allowing this to happen to you a second time, the one and only person who could ever really take all of the darkness in his life into the palm of their hands and toss it to the four corners of the earth like it never existed. Like it never even knew his name in the first place. Now it was his turn to take away your pain, your darkness, your mistakes and it terrified him because as much as he hated to admit it, he didn’t feel as if he could, no matter how strong he was or tried to be. The only thing he was certain of was that he had try his damndest to bring you back but then wait for fate to decide the rest.

Belphegor:

To be honest, Belphegor didn’t exactly want to come up to the human world in the first place, for a couple of reasons.

(1): He still has a teeny tiny ginormous grudge against humans, even if he knows Lilith became one and you were one as well. That didn’t mean that the rest of them were not still thorns in his side and most likely will remain so until the end of time. Especially Solomon. I mean really, what is that sorcerer up to half of the time?

(2): There isn’t much he prefers to be doing more so other than sleeping. He’s the Avatar of Sloth, Mr. Sandman himself. It came with the ‘job description.’ So he would just be going from sleeping down in the devildom, his palace of comfort, to sleeping up in that Father awful human world, the bane of his existence. “What a joy that would be,” he thought to himself while rolling his eyes as you were in the midst of going over all of the reasons he should come with you on this trip.

And finally (3): As much as he refuses to admit it, deep down in his heart of hearts, he often times feels guilty for being so low energy while you attempt to do things with him and share your life with him. He’s angry with himself for not being able to do much about it given that it is his sin, other than try his best to spend as much of his waking hours with you as he can for as long as you live, rather than sleeping both of them away. Which is why he inevitably caved and agreed to come with you on the trip. Besides, maybe the human world isn’t so bad when he’s with his favorite one? And maybe the chill from the snowy mountains could be his obvious excuse for snuggling ever so close to you under the piles of blankets and pillows. A smug little smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth while he imagines it, eyeing your frame slowly, up and down, before nodding at whatever you had just said... sorry, MC. He wasn’t really listening at the time.

That is how the two of you ended up waving goodbye as you stepped out of the cabin to go sight seeing for a bit and he stayed behind, assuring you he would try his best to stay awake and unpack. We both know how that went

He awoke to the sound of an alarm you had secretly set on his D.D.D. knowing all too well that his promise was empty and growled at the ringing in his ear, nevermind that it was as soft as a loving mother’s lullaby. He jerks up, fumbles his hands in and around the mountain of blankets in search of his device, until he feels the vibrations of it and snatches it from its snug hiding place between his rump and the cushions. The light from it was blinding, having him squint into a frown as he swipes away the alarm. He grumbles, scratching his head through the tuffs of chaos before lifting his intertwined fingers towards the ceiling and letting out a groan, stretching his limbs. “MC?” he calls with his eyes still closed in a grumpy squint. Assuming you simply didn’t hear him, he calls for you again, a little louder, and with no reply for the second time, his eyes finally open and he looks around the empty cabin. He wiggles out of the blankets and walks around, giving the entire cabin a quick once-over, looking for his little, seemingly hard-of-hearing human. That’s odd. You weren’t home and it was-...? He checks his D.D.D. It was about the time you said you would be back. He glances out of a nearby window and frowns. It was swiftly darkening outside and not because of the sun laying down to rest, but due to a vicious storm beginning it’s onslaught. It ticked him off that you hadn’t returned since he felt that you knew better than to leave him waiting for you and it ticked him off a little bit more that now, there was a storm brewing and he had to go out in the cold to drag you back himself before you got yourself killed. Being here was pointless without you and staying awake was quite difficult; Therefore, if you weren’t going to be there with him when he happened to be ‘with the land of the living,’ he would simply go back to sleep... angrily for that matter considering he put time and effort into staying awake for you. He never did that for anyone, not even Beel. So you had better have a good reason for still being out in the cold, soon to be cold storm, or there was going to be devildom to pay. But instead of laying back down to return to his rudely interrupted slumber, as much as he wanted to do so out of spite, he grabbed a coat that was thicker than the one he typically wore and stepped out to come looking for you and then eventually punish you for your transgressions. He sighed as he pulled the hood over his head in an effort to reduce the blasts of ice filled wind and shambled through the rising snow, looking high and low for any traces of you. That’s when he noticed the carvings in the trees and stone piles shaped in an odd fashion. “Ah... not so naive after all,” he mutters to himself and another one of his signature smirks makes its way to his face, but that soon fades as the wind picks up and his line of sight shrinks further and further. This storm was becoming a bit too strong, even in the eyes of a demon such as himself, and that thought alone gave him chills that no blizzard could muster for he knew that this kind of storm was not something humans typically survive in, especially alone. “MC, I swear on Diavolo’s very demon soul that if you’re out here goofing off, you’ll regret the day you came back from my attempt to kill you.” The threat was empty and uttered without any true intention of being carried out. He was simply masking his fear with anger because he felt that his fear would weaken him and you didn’t need someone who was weak, you needed a strong and capable Belphegor to find you and bring you back home, safe and sound... being that you’re still alive.

He followed your trail until it came to a complete stop and with you nowhere in sight, he leaned against a nearby tree, one of the last ones you had marked, and traced his finger along the outline of the markings in the bark. “MC!!” He shouts for you but you don’t respond. He shouts your name over and over but the wind simply swallows them whole. Those fingers he once had on the bark, curled and tightened into a fist and he inhaled deeply just as he was rearing back before delivering an earth shaking blow to the center of the tree, leaving a gaping hole in its wake before the giant finally slunk to one side, toppled to the ground, and sent clumps of snow up in the air. His body shook no longer from the cold, but from the fear and the rage and the guilt overtaking him. He was terrified that he was losing you. Angry over the fact that no matter how hard he was trying, he couldn’t find you, much less save you. And celestial realm only knows how immensely guilty he felt for being the cause of your possible death, both in the past and now. He was shifting in and out of his demon form, his mind and sin arguing over who gets to take the reigns. Regrettably, his sin won without too much of a struggle and he bursts into his demon form onto his hands and knees, and began to scream, balling his eyes right out of his skull. “Please, MC!! For fuck’s sake, I can’t do this alone!! I need you, damn it!! I need you so fucking much!!” The world itself seemed to darken even further as Belphegor poured his breaking heart right out of the newly vacant pit in his chest. Nothing in all of the three realms could pull him from his decent into madness...

...until the sound of your voice makes it way to his ears, past the baying wind and cries of agony. Time itself seemed to stand still and the world around him grew deathly silent as he listened for your voice. He hears it echo from not too far off from where he kneeled. In the time it takes lightning to reach the earth, he has wiped his tears clean off and is now on his feet and bolting in the direction of your voice. That oh so delightful sound of your voice.

He reaches the knockoff shelter that you hid away in and hunches down, making his way to you. As soon as he reaches you, he slows to a stop and places his trembling fingers against your neck, testing for a pulse. It’s dangerously low but his heart lightly flutters because now he knows there’s a chance that you could make it out alive... if he hurries. Refusing to give up, he takes you in his arms and bolts back to the cabin to try and warm you up. If he can save you, he will make the celestial realm seem pale in comparison to the world he will provide for you. If not... Father have mercy on them all.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #otome #mine #my posts #devildomdoofus #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me mc #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #mc

[liverpops]

a couple replies under the cut!!

💝everyone... i luv u T_T i’m actually crying really ugly but i’m so happy bc it’s a wonderful happy crying💗 thank you for your support!!

i hope you’re all right!! hospital trips are never terribly fun. i’m casting the softest curaga from afar!!! rest well<3333

you could never be annoying, promise<3 it means a lot to me that you would take the time to write me just to tell me that, MY heart is blooming like a flower right now!!! HOLDS YOUR HANDS SO TIGHTLY FROM AFAR!! i’m glad if i’m even a bit of a comfort or presence when youre feeling blue. depressi episodes are never easy to get through, but i’m so proud of you for being such a wonderful sweet champion💓💗💗 thank YOU!! never change!!

oh anon, you could never be a bother. i wish i could be there for you in person to hold your hand or just sit by your side!! i’m sorry your day was so awful, but i’m really happy that a smile managed to find its way to you💝 you’re so strong!! let my selfish wish be that you smile again today, and even more in the coming days!! i’m here for you!!

FOR SOME REASON TUMBLR WAS GLITCHING OUT AND NOT LETTING ME REPLY PRIVATELY GRRRR so sorry abt answering here!! nyehehe I’M HAPPY THAT MY SILLY AU MANAGED TO YANK YOU IN >:) now.... we’re in this together!!!!!!! a lot of liverpepper has to do with things i crave or covet—not necessarily adopting at a young age for myself, but just.. the idea of family and warmth, and that sense of being loved and belonging and going through with decisions you make no matter the adversity, and i’m glad if leon deciding to become a parent the way he did is smth that rang nicely with you! you’re wonderful, thank you so much!! (real life or no, i’m rooting for you in all your plans and dreams! one day perhaps, hmm? ^o^)

OHHHHH THANK YOU SMMMMM ;___; thats such a wonderful compliment bc i just want to make soft warm things!!! 💘💗💘💗 ive been struggling a bit to settle on a consistent way of coloring and drawing (ive been switching between drawing on ipad and laptop and the results are currently.... KINDA MESSY 😖) so this really makes my day, thank you!! i’m happy to still be here💗

meds can be a bit difficult, huh? i definitely know the feeling. please don’t forget to take them on time and get your refills!! i’m glad though that your new meds dont make you feel as gross as your old ones did—it’s always a relief when something works a bit better. i’ll make sure to try and draw some more indulgent being-taken-care-of!Cloud for you during the year! i hope you have the warmest 2019 and that you receive nothing but love and fill your days with as many smiles as you can💗💗💗💗💗 RAISE YOUR HAND BC IM HIGH-FIVING YOU FROM AFAR!!!!!!!!! 

hello!! i want to point out that whenever ppl call me either by name or by a cute nickname like peps or anything like that, my heart just grows about 2894723x in size so....im here wheezing on the ground just from the start of your message!! i’m glad my silly things are even a bit of a cheerup for you, bc they cheer me up too! it isn’t easy when the feeling of loneliness surrounds you, huh T_T holds your hand tightly!!!!!! i’ll do my best to take care of myself, thank you for caring like that<3333 i’m looking forward to kh3 too!! check back w me after youve played it so we can cry together!!

@myadburks 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗 if i could paste 1 billion heart emojis for you i would, but tumblr would never let me unfortunately, so that’ll have to do! thank you so much for your love and support<333 YOURE the wonderful one for taking the time to be so sweet like this!!!!

@ anon: AAAAHHHHHH for a long time now??????? i cant wrap my head around that anytime anyone says it!! thank you so much!!!!! HAHA omg see i very very rarely go back to look at the old posts bc i dddddie at my old drawings, but it definitely does make for a pleasant time capsule of art progression HEHE. here’s hoping i improve even more with every drawing!!! CHEERS ILL DRINK TO YET ANOTHER YEAR OF SHENANIGANS!!! ty for staying on this train w me for so long, dear anon!!!💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

;_____;💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗anon...... youre making me melt.... tysm T__T sometimes i have awful annoying voices at the back of my mind telling me it’s ridiculous that all i ever contribute to fandom-wise is just my own sandbox and self-indulgent shenanigans, so it’s always nice to be reminded that it’s appreciated anyway💗 thank you, this means more to me than you could ever imagine.

ANON!!!!!!!!!!!! are you trying to make me explode?????????????? first off, thank you for all the years of support!!!!!!!!!!! I BLOW U A KISS........ I CRY!!!!! thank YOU for bringing the biggest smile to my face. YOURE the great one here!! <333333 thank you for appreciating all that i do, theres a lot of love in this universe and i hope it shows!!!! have a wonderful day, sweet anon!!!!!!

#not a drawing #you guys have got me crying in the club over here!!!!!!!!! #i love you all so much T___T

[glassand-grass]

I just want to say that I am very thankful for my mutuals 🥺

#y’all truly are the best #and thank you for supporting me when I’m all depressy #it means so damn much to me 🥺

[stressyanddepressy3539]

Who the fuck do I think I am?

Well, that’s a great question. Let me start by saying I’m someone who has failed a lot. Now you must be thinking, ”No! You couldn’t have failed that much!”

Lets go ahead and temper those expectations now. When I was a child I was the typical gifted child who grew up to be a burnt out mentally ill adult. I was the kid that the whole family said, ”She’s going places!”

Well, here I am freshly turned 26 years old no college degree, tens of thousands in student loans I can’t afford, no car, and living with my parents. And I know, I know, “But we’ve been in a panorama!” And you’re right! We have been! But… I’m sick of feeling like a loser.

For the last 8 years of my life I have failed at relationships, most of which were abusive. I’ve failed at friendships, because I hadn’t healed and was toxic. I failed at going to college; I didn’t go to the multiple state schools I had gotten into in high school, instead I chose to stay where I was for a MAN and went to community college. Eventually I did move to a 4 year school but I dropped out when I realized I had to stop living for my parents dreams and start living for my own. I failed at making money, I’m broke as fuck. I was even unemployed for 7 months during the panorama with no unemployment benefits, thats how hard I failed. I failed with my mental health

(TRIGGER WARNING) suicide attempts, eating disorders, cutting, destructive behavior, self sabotaging behavior that quite literally lost me everything, intrusive thoughts, depression, anxiety, PTSD, ADHD, and low key I’m starting to think I have undiagnosed ASD

I’m still failing at every single one of those things today. I haven’t beaten a single of those things, and you know what? Maybe I never will and that’s okay. They and all my past experiences have helped make me who I am today. I wouldn’t change a single thing, no matter how hard going through those things were. With that in mind even though it took me a long time and a lot of hardship I’ve finally learned to love who I am. I finally love myself.

But besides my newly discovered self love, there’s another silver lining! In these last two years I’ve come out as bisexual, but then the Alaskan Bull Worm of Gender snapped me up and I came to realize I’m non-binary. I was finally brave enough to work through my internalized homophobia and my fear of what the world and other might think of me. How they might treat me. And realize who I truly am. I even came out to my parents and closest friends a year ago, and they took it extremely well, another blessing. I wouldn’t be where I am today without all their support.

In the last six months I’ve also gotten a pretty good job! It has benefits, pays well, paid time off, I work from home too! It truly was my biggest blessing of this past year. I’m also writing a series of novels, and I’ve got another work from home job lined up as well!

With all that being said I’m a non-binary, bisexual loser who never quits no matter how much I fail. I have big dreams and goals for my life, so if you’re willing to come along on this journey with me I would love to have you, everyone is welcome here and this is a safe space!

So. My name is Angel and that’s who the fuck I think I am. ✨respectfully✨

If you made it this far I really hope you decide to stick around! This blog will be documenting my journey as I become the person I know I will be. It’ll probably be tragic, definitely funny (even if you’re only laughing at my misfortune), and maybe this is wishful thinking but I believe this could be a place where anyone can gain some hope that things can get better, and maybe even courage to live as their authentic selves from my story.

Thank you for listening, and if you’re interested check out my blog, which has 4 other posts up already, on Wordpress with the link in the description!

✨Stressy and Depressy✨

#blogging #lgbtq #nonbinary #burnt out #former gifted child #journey #tw self destruction #self love #mentalheathawareness #anxienty #kinda depressing

[ceosato]

1-59 xoxoxoxo

HolY SHIT there’s a lot and i didn’t think i’d get asked but fuCK it im always in the mood for over sharing 1. selfieim on mobile sooo idk how sorry:P2. what would you name your future kids?i’m a big fan of the name Riley and it’s gender neutral too so win win 3. do you miss anyone?too many fuckin people and one who doesn’t deserve it🙃🙃4. what are you looking forward to?nothing momentous i guess...Tonight Alive’s next album tho5. is there anyone who can always make you smile?6. is it hard for you to get over someone?at the time it always feels like it’s hard but in hindsight i know i can manage so both yes and no7. what was your life like last year?one hECk of a roller coaster, it was my last year of school so super stressy and depressy but i have a lot of great memories too :)8. have you ever cried because you were so annoyed?not recently but ye9. who did you last see in person?my brother??10. are you good at hiding your feelings?lol probably not11. are you listening to music right now?no but i just was12. what is something you want right now?some cooler weather😓 (...and a gf or whatever)13. how do you feel right now?that kind of gross tingly feeling in your lower stomach and finger tips when u over think14. when was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you?HA i honestly have no idea 15. personality descriptionfuck i don’t know, but i’m usually pidgeon holed as the funny one so let’s say that 16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn't?unfortunately i usually tell people things and i hate it17. opinion on insecuritiesthey exist and they suck, i know i have a lot but fuck it who cares (even tho i care)18. do you miss how thing were a year ago?i don’t think so 19. have you ever been to New York?nuP20. what is your favourite song at the moment?Temple by Tonight Alive21. age and birthday?i’m 19 and my birthday is the 14th of May ♉️22. description of crush.idk if it’s fair to say i still have a crush on her but...she has short black hair which she usually always styles forward and it’s a bit shaved in the side, one nose piercing and a lot of ear ones which she’s said she regrets a little. she’s shorter than me by quite a bit. possibly one of the best smiles i’ve ever seen. AND THATS OT CAUSE NOW IM THINKING ABOUT IT TOO MUCH thanks for coming to my Ted talk23. fear(s)everything just a little 24. heightnofucking clue! i’m not short tho25. role modelJenna McDougall (bit of a theme in this huh)26. idol(s)pass cause what’s the difference 27. things i hatewhen people eat with their mouths open, i mean it’s alright if they physically can’t help it but i’m not a fan. Horror movies, but i low key would watch them for a girl. when people interrupt others like get some respect.28. i'll love you if...you like me back lol it don’t take much29. favourite film(s)Summer Wars, Wonder Woman and Pokémon Hero’s 30. favourite tv show(s)if u follow this blog i think you know 😌31. 3 random factsi put stickers on my guitar case, i like collecting hard copy albums and when i can’t sleep i look thru all my old shit (mostly sketch books)32. are your friends mainly girls or guys?i think mostly girls but some of my guy friends are my best ones 33. something you want to learnproper photography 34. most embarrassing moment1998-201735. favourite subjectin school it was probably Drama but idk what counts for now36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill?creating an animated showdoing a proper cover of something and putting out therei’d like to enter in the Archibald prize one day (it’s an australian portrait comp)37. favourite actor/actressKatie fkn McGrath obvs and so many more38. favourite comedian(s)Hanna Gastby, Danny Bhoy and Chelsea Peretti39. favourite sport(s)football(soccer)40. favourite memorylast year when it was the final night of our school production (and my last production ever for highschool) i got awarded school prefect and that felt pretty special41. relationship statusSingle and a gay mess42. favourite book(s)i don’t rlly read but i guess Stasiland43. favourite song eversomething always brings me back to Say You’re Sorry by Sara Bareilles44. age you get mistaken foridk but usually a bit older than i actually am45. how you found out about your idoloh shit i didn’t think there’d be a follow up46. what my last text message says“night :)”47. turn onslove and support👌👌and maybe a bit of dominance 48. turn offsbeing rude i guess 49. where i want to be right nowNorway50. favourite picture of your idoloh FOR FUCKS SAKE51. starsignTaurus52. something i'm talented atdrawing i guess53. 5 things that make me happytbh im not in the mood to answer this one but i will say my dog54. something thats worrying me at the momentmoney? kind of55. tumblr friends@i-am-mercurial @beccascantbechoosers @sickkid @officialrocketjumper (sorry if there’s more this is all i can remember rn!!)56. favourite food(s)gyoza, pavlova and milk(even tho it’s a drink)57. favourite animal(s)Owls are the shit👌58. description of my best friendan idiot who i love 59. why i joined tumblrone of my friends just joined my up and i had no idea THANKS FOR THE ASK AND HERES UR ESSAY

[ainanursarah]

Sunshine’s got a bit (a lot) of rain

It’s funny how I find myself back at this space after another life crisis. 

Last year it was because of the end of my relationship (which btw, word of advice: don’t fall in love with your best friend unless you’re absolutely sure it’s going to last. Because losing both at the same time will hurt like a bitch and when you reconcile feelings can get conflicting because omg why is he going the extra mile for me again??? Does he love me???? No he does not, he’s just taking on his BFF role. So yeah, save yourself, don’t). Thanks for the 3AM chicken nuggets though.

I digress.

I’m not happy, and this is something that I’ve only realised. I’ve got a great job, amazing friends, a supportive family but I’m not happy. I mean what else do I need? I’m not happy with myself. I don’t know what it is, but I’m just not happy. Despite all the great things I’ve got around me, it makes me happy for awhile but as soon as I’m alone, I spiral into this state of sadness.

I cry and cry. I lash out at people I love the most. I’m extra cranky. I just feel like I don’t want to exist.

I’m not going self diagnose and be like, ‘ooooh i’m stressy and depressy’ because that’s so unfair to all the people that actually are. I’m just stating how I feel. Maybe I should get help, but I don’t think I need it. 

I’ve also developed habits that contribute to my self-sabotage and self-doubt and I hate it. I hate it so much. I know what I’m capable of, I know how good my work can be, how amazing I can be but why am I not letting myself bloom? I don’t get it. 

It’s upsetting, because I ended 2018 (which was a really rough year ok) on a good note. Things felt so good for awhile until my seasonal sadness kicked in. I say it’s seasonal because it happens around the same time, every damn year. 

I don’t know what it is, but I’m just going to keep looking for things that will distract me. And let’s start with this, I should start coming and writing here on a regular basis. It is therapeutic. 

But whatever it is, I know I will pull through. I always do. 

I hope you’ve been doing well. 

xo, ans 🌻