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devildom-moss · 1 year

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The demons’ favorite places to kiss and be kissed headcanon

(the demon brothers, the royals, and Mephistopheles x gn!MC)

(slight NSFW)

Lucifer

Kiss: The neck. He likes to mark you as his for others to see. The proximity also allows him to take in your scent (he’s especially enamored if you wear cologne or perfume) and hear you even more clearly. He wants to hear every reaction: soft moans, gasps, panting, every word. If you whisper his name when he kisses your neck, he won’t stop until you make him. He just wants to please his favorite human.

Kissed: Anywhere on his chest. First, it feels good, and when his body is feeling especially sensitive, it’s enough to get him close to orgasm. Second, the marks are easier to hide, so he doesn’t need to worry about his reputation. Third, he wants you as close to him as he can get. Having your lips right above his heart is a dream. He’d never admit it because it sounds too obsessive, but if he could open his chest to let you hold his heart in your hands, he’d happily give over that control.

Mammon

Kiss: The top of your head. “Huh? No, I didn’t just kiss you. Ya just got your hair in the Great Mammon’s face. I was blowin’ it away. But, if you want me to kiss ya, just say so.” (Yes, he will still use that excuse if you’re bald or shave your head) But really, he just likes kissing you there when he’s holding you in his arms. It makes him feel like he’s doing a good job protecting you and making you feel safe. He savors this even more if you’re about the same height or taller than him since it’s harder to reach.

Kissed: Mouth. He knows he talks a lot, much to his detriment. So, please, shut him up. He feels like you pay more attention to him when you’re kissing his lips, and it can go from sweet to wild in seconds. The range. A forehead kiss could never! Also, please bite his lips or wear some kind of lip color - just leave proof of the kiss so when someone asks what’s wrong with his face (whether they mean the lips or they’re just being rude), he can brag about getting kissed by you.

Leviathan

Kiss: Thighs. If you let him, he will snake his way into any comfortable position that means he can get his face near your thighs. Let him rest his head on your lap while watching anime and he’ll actually look away from the screen to place a quick kiss on your thighs. If you hold him on your lap or sit with him between your legs, he has been known to slowly sink down your chest until he’s just above your pelvis and can easily grab your thighs to kiss them. You want to tell me he doesn’t have squash my head with your thighs like I’m the last watermelon of the season energy?

Kissed: Forehead kisses. They make him feel like the main love interest in a romance. He likes it when you take the extra second to brush his hair out of the way. However, if the angle is possible, he will look down your shirt, and it’s not subtle. But moreover, he just wants you to treat him like he’s precious and loved.

Satan

Kiss: Chest/torso. He just wants to be near your body and to listen to your heartbeat. It calms him down just having proof that you are there and alive with him. It’s soothing to watch and feel the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe. Plus, it puts you in the perfect position to pet his head and call him a good kitten.

Kissed: Neck. All that reading might have given him a slight vampire kink. He can’t keep track of the number of times he imagined you coming up behind him while he’s reading or cooking, kissing his neck with an ample peppering of bites and hickeys. He’ll worry about covering it up later. He has a secret game going where he sees how long he can keep reading while you kiss his neck. The high score is 3 pages. (To be fair, it was probably a story about a catboy detective who finds out that he’s actually a were-cat in the middle of a big serial killer case called Lynx Between the Crimes or something. I don’t know, sounds like something he’d enjoy reading.)

Asmodeus

Kiss: Your hands and fingers – especially shortly after he’s painted them. When he’s feeling horny, he will go from kissing to sucking your fingers with no notice. However, more often, he does this thing where he kisses each finger and says “MC loves me” on the first finger and “they love me not” on the next. When he gets to the last finger with a sad, “MC loves me not,” he’ll kiss your lips and tell you “But, I love you anyway.”

Kissed: Also his fingers and hands. He spends a lot of time on manicures and moisturizing, so he wants you to admire his hands and show them appreciation. Kisses on his hands make him feel like a princess, which he adores in general, but especially when it’s you who’s treating him like that. He will pounce on you if you turn the tables and suck on his fingers, though, and you won’t be going anywhere for a few hours. A very close second would be kissing his dick. It’s just a very cute gesture to Asmo.

Beelzebub

Kiss: Your stomach. “But it’s so cute. That’s where you store all the meals we share together.” If you’re ticklish, he’ll do it more frequently so he can hear your laughter. It’s not all that innocent, though. Kissing your stomach gets him pretty close to being able to kiss even lower. He’s already down there, so if you want him, he’s happy to oblige. Beel will happily turn you into a full course meal. He also likes to lay his head down on your stomach.

Kissed: His cheeks. Every time you kiss his cheeks, he can’t resist smiling. He can still eat and chew while getting kissed on the cheek, too. In Beel’s mind, couples who kiss each other on the cheek often are secure and stable. When you kiss his cheek quickly before either of you leave, he feels like you’re a married couple.

Belphegor

Kiss: Shoulders. Your shoulders are both a good place to nap and to kiss. When he curls up in your lap, head on your shoulders, he likes to leave a kiss on his human pillow before his nap and, again, after he wakes up. Your shoulders are also his favorite spot to bite, whether it’s to mark you or muffle his voice or just to taste your skin and blood a bit.

Kissed: His back. Belphie tends to fall asleep curled up, sometimes without a shirt and sometimes with his shirt rising up his back. The first time you decided to kiss his back to wake him seemed to also wake something else up in him. He moaned at the feeling of your lips on his skin. It makes him feel so safe and secure – so much so that he’s able to fall asleep even in the midst of pleasure.

Diavolo

Kiss: Your thighs. He just really likes thighs. If you’re sitting next to him, he’ll squeeze them. They’re so soft and cute, and he wants to bite and kiss them all over. Isn’t the fact that he finds them cute enough? He’ll spend an extra 30 minutes kissing and marking your thighs when he goes down on you unless you tell him to stop. And if you do, he’ll look up at you with the saddest eyes a demon like him can manage.

Kissed: Chest. You really think he’s all titted up and barely dressed from the waist up in his demon form for no reason? He loves when you pepper his chest with kisses. Just the thought of you on top of him and leaving a trail of affection with your lips fills him with lust warmth. It also provides him with an opportunity to pull you close and just hold you.

Barbatos

Kiss: Neck and behind the ear. Barbatos wants to be able to kiss you in public (among other things), and he’s granted a bit of subtlety with neck and behind the ear kisses. He’ll get in close, as if to whisper something before placing a kiss on you. Usually, he will whisper in your ear before kissing you, his hot breath and sultry voice teasing you. This is particularly enjoyable for him when he causes a noticeable rise out of you. One time, you had to explain to Lucifer why you suddenly looked panicked and feverish after Barbatos whispered to you without blatantly telling him that Barbatos had just licked your neck, blew on it, and told you that he wanted to fuck you in the middle of the party.

Kissed: Thighs. You look so pretty when you’re down between his legs. Having you kiss his thighs is a very intimate act for him. Barbatos is typically covered up, showing far less skin than most demons. It’s rare for anyone to get the chance to see his thighs, let alone kiss them. For him, kissing his thighs is a gesture that says, “I would never allow this from anyone else. I treasure you the most.”

Mephistopheles

Kiss: The hand. He’s quite comfortable with kissing the rings of superiors. He’s always trying to make a good impression, and that’s no different for you. And he will never get over the menacing aura that came from Lucifer the first time he kissed your hand in public. Honestly, he was just grateful that you had helped him with an article, so he invited you to eat with him. When you agreed, he just wanted to fluster you a bit. After all, how often does a human receive such a sign of gratitude. So maybe he does it more in front of Lucifer, but a demon can have his fun. Once he’s finally warmed up to you, he likes being able to show you that you’ve earned his respect.

Kissed: His feet. Don’t worry, he’s got good hygiene and he would only ask if he knew he was clean. It’s less of a foot fetish preference and more that it makes him feel treasured. And a puny human is barely fit to kiss the ground he walks on, but for you, he can make an exception. Despite all of his wealth, his devotion to Diavolo can make him feel unworthy of praise quite often. Kissing his feet would make him feel worshiped and secure; you could probably ask him for anything in that moment.

(the non-demons version)

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nikosamaki · 10 months

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Truth or Dare, Lucifer?

Warnings: A bit NSFW, Body parts, No Miners

Thanks to the Artist: @51dog 😊

It's afternoon and no one except Lucifer is in the house -Daddy's busy with his paperwork. You were bored and decided to go and check Luci if he needs anything; you went because you KNOW he's done with work ^^. You knocked in your own way and entered.

Lucifer: Oh my dear, how long have I been working? Look at your bored face... Got very tired??

Y/N: Just like you. Here, I brought tea with some biscuit.

While you both were drinking tea, you thought of a game that you played a lot in human world but don't know how to suggest it (But there's NO worry, 'cuase Naughty Asmo is thoughtful 😉)

I heard a game called "Truth or Dare" from Asmo, he told me everything about it. Wanna play it? Because it aroused my curiosity to play it... with you 🤗

You're SHOCKED!! you're just like "You made it up or Asmo really said that?" and kinda confused because he said "Curiosity", which means he has a very DIRTY plan for you (In other words, you're going to BE FUCKED 😊... Soft or Rough, who knows?)

Umm... You sure? Because it's a human world game which you hate.

Hate? Where you heard it? Let me guess, while I was talking with Solomon? I didn't mean it because HE was the person who suggest it, not you. Now, I don't want to hear anything from that disgusting witch or else.

Shall we start?

I hope Asmo told you that saying "Dare" is too much risky, because whatever rival says goes; even it's too bad or you know things 😏 (With saying that, you made his mind so much clear of what you want from him)

He smirked and rolled the wine bottle (Such a Classic Man 👌... wine bottle instead of water bottle). The cork stopped towards you, so he asked: Truth or dare?

For a split second, you wanted to choose dare -wanted to have some fun- but then you remembered your rival is LUCIFER; the demon who would definitely ask you to do sinfully things (Yeah babe, let your imaginations go WILD). With a lot misery, you convinced yourself to not choose it.

Truth

Hmm. Well then tell me something that occupied my mind for a while. Last might at 10 p.m, when you were with Mephistopheles , what did you do? It didn't seem that you were sad by being with him, though he made you laugh a lot.

Wait, Wha.. Are you jealous? Because I was with him and laughed?

Don't think that you can get away with not answering, punishment's expecting you 😊

You damned Asmo, how far did he say about rules? And what rules he made up??? (The last one is the most scaring thing)

We went to buy notebook and highlighters and so on for the project. In the way home, we saw two cats that were fighting and he compared them to you and Satan. That's all.

I know you're telling the truth, my love

"Wait... My LOVE????? he called me my dear and now LOVE? Something IS wrong, I can feel it" said in your mind. You tried to not show any horror in your face and rolled the bottle -he figured it out, after all he's a DEMON!. Again the cork stopped against you -your face was just like this emoji 😶-, you looked at his face which is full of enthusiasm and enjoyment (Don't forget LUST).

You sure that you did NOT spell a curse on it?

He just narrowed his eyes and face turned to an evillish form, as if you're going to say "DARE"!! But you didn't, you out witted him 😎.

Truth

Are you going to keep saying it? Doesn't want to make some changes? -

No thanks, I'm fine -you knew that he meant himself not you but well, that's how you play.

Then, I'll ask interesting questions. What do you like the most about me? And please be comfortable, because I exactly meant what you're thinking.

You coughed.

Wha... what am I thinking about?

Pervert thoughts, of course. The way you're looking at me, shows how beautiful and imaginary that thoughts could be.

What the FUCK?!?!?! He knew it? Why i AM sooooooooooooooo obvious??? Wwwhhhyyyyyyyyy????? Calm down -you took some deep breaths; which confirms Luci's saying (You ARE an idiot, nothing more)

Umm.. What do I like the most? Maybe it's your lips 😶😶

Just that? You sure you don't like MORE PARTS of my BODY? Don't be shy 😊 (Yeah, don't be; after all he IS going to fuck you 🤗)

D..Don't get too much cocky and I want my privacy.

He giggled. He loves the way you shy and don't know what to do. He opens his mouth to say something, but just licked his lips... You knew that he did it on purpose! Was it an invitation? Or wanted to turn me on? That jerk knows how to act and make me horny.

If your bored with the way I play, then why don't you yourself make some changes? -you rolled it and FINALLY the cork stopped against him- Truth or dare?

Hmp, Dare.

You smiled -not in wickedly way.

What a good change! So I want you to wear CAT clothes 😊, which includes cat ear, tail and cat collar.

WAHT??? ha ha, we don't have any of nonsense things that you just said. I'm sorry.

Don't... Here, I HAVE ONE 😉

He's red, maybe because of embarrassment or anger. You gave the bag to him and stared to him which means "Go and try. If you don't, I WIIL do a terrible thing". He sighs and grabbed the bag. Asked you to turn back till he's done -you're so excited and nervous, because you don't know what's expecting you!

Oh, when you're done, MEOW to say that you're ready.

You wan to di-

Sorry, you can threaten me.

Why I can't?

Because if you do, I'll ruin your friendship with him and you will regret it. Sometimes you forget that you're NOT the only demon here, hone😚

He's shocked and disappointed at the same time, he's thinking about since when you've became so cruel?? Is it his effect on you or his brothers? He wonders. As you have no choice but to meow, you meowed (UNBELIEVABLE!!!!), in SEXY way 😎.

M.. Meow

You got a little bit naughty (Don't know why). When you turned, his fake cat ears caught your sight.

You're so CUTEEEEEE. Awwwwwwww😍 Come here I want to pet you.

You didn't wait to hear his permission -you knew he doesn'tlet-; so you stand up, got closer to him which you only have two inches away from his nose. He blushes and just looks at your magnificent eyes; the eyes that he has never seen before.

Master... Do you want something from me?

Can't you guess? I want to play with you (I DO NOT mean a simple cat game or any thing you're thinking.... I mean the PERVERT and DIRTY one)

He sat on the bed and bent his head for you which means "pet me". You pet him for a while and played with his cat ears. Since he was enjoying the feeling, you took a step further; you licked his ear -not the cat ear- and bite it smoothly. Suddenly he stands straight, however he lost his balance and caught you -hoped to get his balance- but you both fell on the bed. He hidden his face with hands, because you are on him and he unintentionally saw your breasts -how gorgeous- and feels them rubbing on his chest. (Bet you he's getting so much HARD)

You tried to get off of him and seat but as you're confused, you put your hand on his HARD COCK and SQUEEZED it!!! You didn't know where you just touched but you saw Lucifer's reaction; He suddenly moaned -in deep voice with a lot pleasure- and bit his lips. Now you understand what have you done😅 He breathed out, sat and looks at you with his devilish red eyes.

Just in record, you start it first...

Instead of getting scared or being afraid of what's going to happen, you smiled and bite your lip. For a moment, you analyzed and gazed at him; messy hair covers his face and doesn't let his reddish eyes be seen perfectly, just like a hungry beast. while you're drown in your thoughts, he puts his hand on your back and kisses you. His tongue goes to your throat -has a long tongue- and makes you to breathe hard, you felt that you're gonna faint; you pushed him. You cough.

Meow -wants your attention. Love, we are just getting started. I'll make you to go to depth of hell and beg me to set you free. But for now, I want to know who's the kitten here?

He takes his black tie and closes your eyes with it.

Wouldn't it be much more fun when you don't see? ,whispered in your ear.

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the-phantom-otaku · 6 months

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Meet my Tav, Midna!

I've been debating on sharing her for a bit bc I'm indecisive.

She's a Mephistopheles Tiefling Fighter with a "soldier" background (she took up jobs similar to Karlach where she was basically a guard of some kind.)

She's kind-hearted, stubborn, and just a little bit reckless. She's the type to take a dagger to the stomach for her companions. Though she's usually nice, she isn't above getting nasty if the situation or individual calls for it. She's also known to be cheeky from time to time, usually to Astarion in response to his own snark. She's probably got at least a little taste for danger as she's always getting herself into it. I suppose you could also say she's a bit of a bleeding heart bc a sad little story just might make her fold.

I'm sure you already guessed, but she's paired with Astarion despite the two being very different in terms of personality.

I've also got a little quest in mind for her. Idk if it'll stick, but the gist is that Mephistopheles' blood runs thicker in her family due to relations he had with them long ago, so she has (or had) a blessed symbol of Selune to keep the demonic blood in check. She loses said blessed item in the Naulitoid crash, leading her to discover exactly what her heritage entails. Pls forgive me for not knowing shit about DND past BG3, so this may not work like at all.

And here's some random little facts:

-She loves many types of animals. Dragons, tressyms, owlbears, dogs, cats, etc.

-She also loves kids.

-She also loves the moon and stars, as does her mother.

-She can draw or at least sketch. Night guard duty got really boring a lot of the time.

-She's not half-bad at Three-Dragon Ante, though she usually plays for the sport of it and not for gold.

-She has a keen interest in the artistry of weapons.

I think that's about it. There are a few things here that aren't set in stone about her bc I'm kinda just making up her personality and such as I go. I might post a proper intro card for her later that has her info in a more compact format.

#tav #baldur's gate tav #baldurs gate tav #astarion x tav #bg3 tav #bg3 #baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #baldur's gate oc #baldur's gate astarion #tiefling tav #tiefling #my tav #midna

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whenwindwhispers · 4 months

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Get to know your Tav!

Tagged by @tavsboots, thank you, thank you! Very flattered and excited to be invited to join in on this. I love character building questions!

What is your Tav’s…

Favorite weapon: Greatsword.

Style of combat: Brute force. He relies on being able to take hits harder than his enemies. Sometimes, he is known to utilize the environment around him for improvised weapons.

Most prized possession: His so-called “lucky” coin (aka the first bit of gold coin he earned for a completing a job), and the frog teapot gifted to him by his best friend Faeryl, knowing that he holds a spot soft for frogs. Granted, the teapot was stolen from Auntie Ethel’s teahouse, but she didn’t need it anymore.

Deepest desire: Somewhere to belong, a family to connect to. Since he was an orphan, Whisper has longed to seek out his mother or father. He hasn’t found either, but he’s bound to find family in his friends and party instead.

Guilty pleasure: Eating dessert before dinner. He tends to spoil his meals with his favorite snacks.

Best-kept secret: He’s afraid of thunderstorms. Only Faeryl knows this.

Greatest strength: His compassion and kindness.

Fatal flaw: He tends to be very stubborn and is always reluctant to ask for help.

Favorite smell: He really likes the smell of florals and berries.

Favorite spell or cantrip: Mage hand! It’s the first cantrip that Gale decides to teach him, and he remembers the experience well.

Pet peeve: Being overtly loud and talking over others.

Bad habit: Chewing the inside of his cheek/lower lip and avoiding eye contact.

Hidden talent: He can do coin tricks! Taught himself after holding onto his lucky coin.

Leisure activity: Gardening. He likes to collect plants from every region that the party travels to and plant his favorites in small pots kept next to his tent.

Favorite drink: Frostkiss ale.

Comfort food: Blueberries.

Favorite person: Faeryl or Gale! Difficult to choose between his best friend and future husband.

Favored display of affection (romantic and/or platonic): For platonic affection, he likes to give hugs! He’s got a broad chest and shoulders, perfect for burying your face into. As for romantic affection, it seems his tail has a mind of its own; his tail will always find itself curled towards those he’s fond of or wrapped around them.

Fondest childhood memory: Making friends with all the stray cats in Baldur’s Gate, and sneaking them into the orphanage for food.

I’m going to tag @potion-brew @left4dead to join in on this too! 🩵

Original post format can be found here by @sporeservant (:

#bg3 tav #bg3 oc #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #tav #oc; whisper dekarios #get to know my tav #get to know my oc #tag game

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multi-lefaiye · 2 months

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tav game (hehe)

i saw there was a tav info tag game thing and came as fast as i could. yoinking the open tag from my friend @kk7-rbs, which you can read over here: [x] (i also wanna shout out the other one of these i've seen, by @findingtarshish! you can see theirs here: [x])

for this one, i'll be doing my boy eden, sharing screencaps from both of my save files with him, but mainly the dark urge one b/c that one i've taken more screencaps in. he's a model to me.

gonna leave this as an open tag for anyone who'd like to do one! for bg3 or not. but i *am* gonna poke @skitzo-kero @void-botanist and @anexor specifically if y'all want <3 (no pressure to any of y'all ofc)

(his dream visitor in this screenshots is taking the form of his estranged father, abdiel, who left him deeply traumatized and riddled with self worth issues)

Name: Dr. Eden Linnaeus (eventually Dr. Eden Ravengard-Dekarios)

Nickname(s): Captain, Ed, Doc, The Sunbringer, Ivaebhin (only Kader, his childhood best friend, can get away with calling him that last one)

Pronouns: He/Him

Star Sign: Leo Sun, Virgo Moon (not sure what else he's got going though lol)

Height: 5'3" / 160 cm

Orientation: Gay

Class: Warlock (Archfey)

Race: Mephistopheles Tiefling

Romancing: In my main save with Eden, Wyll! And in the Dark Urge save, Gale. And in my heart... both. It's a polycule. And the polycule is a biiit more complicated than that even, with other characters involved, but point is. There's a lot of love going around here, of various flavors.

I imagine at least those three are married, though, and Eden takes both Wyll and Gale's surnames, distancing himself from his own family's legacy and forging a new one with these people he cares for so deeply.

(the rest under the cut)

Favorite Fruit: Raspberries! He likes to snack on them while he works.

Favorite Season: Spring! He likes seeing life return to the world after a long winter.

Favorite Flower: He'll say he's not one for flowers, but Eden has a fondness for Mountain Laurels.

Favorite Scent: In many ways, Eden is rather indifferent to smells and doesn't put much thought into picking a favorite. However, he has a fondness for woodsy scents, and a deep-seated aversion to smokey scents.

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate?: Coffee, all the way, but he has a fondness for a specific flavor of Waterdhavian tea Gale brews for them both sometimes. He's not exactly a connoisseur of tea, though, haha.

Average Sleep Hours: Far too few, haha. Eden tends to work himself to exhaustion rather frequently, and then keep going. Wyll and Gale have become experts at redirecting their husband's attention and convincing him to take a break and rest.

Dogs or Cats: Both! But I think Eden is overall more of a dog person, having grown up around them. Still, he adores Tara.

Dream Trip: When he was younger, Eden wanted to see Rosymorn Monastery, as his mother told him many stories of her studies there on her journey to becoming a cleric. However, as he got older, he became far more agnostic in his beliefs and the idea became much less appealing. He gave up on praying to Lathander after his mom's death, and now he feels mainly just... a vague sense of discomfort and grief when he thinks about the god he was raised with. This only got worse after seeing the monastery during his travels with the group.

So, now Eden wants to see Candlekeep. He desperately wants access to that expansive library and to learn all that he can. At heart, Eden hungers for knowledge above all else.

Amount of Blankets: So many. Eden is always on the chilly side, and that coupled with his chronic joint and muscle pain means he can only really sleep bundled up in a blanket nest. Wyll and Gale have had to make peace with their husband being a blanket hoarder.

Random Facts:

Yes, Eden has a fantasy phd. He basically got a degree in being a wizard... despite not having much ability to use magic himself. His magic is almost entirely from his warlock pact, as besides that he just can't use magic in the way a lot of other mages can.

He also has pretty serious chronic joint pain, made worse when he strains himself using his magic. It's a condition he inherited from his mother, and it's one he's learned to live with and how to accommodate for.

Eden's storyline is a mix of the normal tav story and the Dark Urge storyline. How so? Well. Before the adventure, Eden died, and he's only recently been resurrected at the start... minus many of his memories about who he is and what happened to him. So, on top of all the other shit going on, Eden has to figure out why his brain is full of holes.

Eden's father Abdiel is a very well-known and respected wizard, one that Gale actually was a fan of when he was younger. However, after seeing how horribly Abdiel treats Eden, Gale has left that adoration behind. Never meet your heroes, and all that.

(On a similar note, Wyll originally encouraged Eden to consider forgiving his father and reconnecting with him, which was the cause of a lot of conflict between them in the early days of their relationship. Eventually, though, Wyll came to understand *why* Eden doesn't want to forgive the man who traumatized him and abandoned him, and he respects and supports Eden's decision.)

(Gale and Wyll might or might not have an agreement to make sure Eden never has to even be in the same room as his father ever again. They'll keep him safe.)

#tag game #bg3 #oc tag game #multi makes text posts #eden linnaeus #undescribed images cw #bg3 tag game

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journey-to-the-attic · 6 months

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First of all, IK with a Great Sword that's just as big as her body, if not bigger

I absolutely love the idea of monsters having existed in the Devildom so far back in the past that the knowledge Diavalo had on them whilw growing up was from stories and legends and stuff. The brothers probably wouldn't even know that they existed, except maybe Satan depending on if there are any books or whatnot.

Like, imagine the demons reactions to not only the fect that this tiny human easily carries a weapon that's just as big as them, if not bigger than their entire body, but the fact that it's (most likely) made out of parts from creatures that existed in the Devildom so long ago that were so dangerous they had be banished via magic, and the tiny child got the materials for the weapon themself by beating up and killing/capturing multiple of said dangerous creatures.

Also, something I think would be really funny, is if IK did have a Palico that came with them, Lucifer would probably try to enforce his "No pets allowed" rule and say that IK can't have their "pet" with them, only for the Felyne to speak and tell him off for calling them a pet.

i can imagine diavolo, satan and levi in particular would be super interest in ik's exploits, but i can equally imagine diavolo being kind of like "wtf" knowing that royals before him have lost loyal servants (or their own lives) to these creatures, only for ik (half his size) to be like "yeah i made these daggers from that guy's horns. how'd i kill it? oh i just punched it really hard until it died"

(i feel like (canon) mephistopheles would be low-key terrified of her if they met. he gets this weird emotional whiplash between "ah small child!! i must adopt" and "ohh shit that kid could kill me if i made the wrong move")

also it'd be so funny if ik's palico was essentially just lucifer again in terms of personality, it's like unstoppable force meets immovable object when you put them in a room together. the palico usually wins in direct confrontation but lucifer is better at passive-aggressive backhanded quips

satan has conflicted feelings about this, but his love for cats outweighs his distaste for lucifer's personality

#answering asks #anon asks #jtta aus #according to the wiki page i'm looking at palicoes are 'obedient and extremely amiable'#but it's funnier this way so let's break the rules a little #don't get me wrong ik's palico would be very faithful and fiercely loyal. to HER specifically #everyone else gets the side-eye #basically just how lucifer feels about his brothers versus everyone else in the devildom when they first fall #except the palico's more emotionally intelligent. lucifer WISHES he had this cat's coping mechanisms #monster hunter ik

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arwenkenobi48 · 2 years

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Blog Owner Profile

Hello everyone! The name’s Ezra (aka Arwen). Welcome to my strange little corner of the internet, where I post whatever comes to mind, usually ideas for original creative projects and whichever fictional characters I happen to be most obsessed with.

General Info

I’m a 23 year old transgender man (currently pre-transition, but presenting as male and using male pronouns). I’m also demisexual and panromantic, meaning that I’m attracted to all genders, but need a bit of time to get to know someone first. I’m half Indian, specifically from the Kashmir region, but was born and raised (and currently living) in the UK. My personality type is INFJ, my star sign is Cancer and according to the Chinese zodiac, my spirit animal is a dragon, which explains my lifelong affinity for them.

My interests are mythology/folklore, fantasy, sci-fi and horror media, cinema, creative writing, animation, classic literature, history, heavy metal, zoology, art and fandoms. There’s nothing I enjoy more than creating original characters inspired by myths and legends from around the world, watching an obscure cult classic movie or gushing about fictional villains.

I am a survivor of complex PTSD, which I am receiving medical and psychiatric support for. I’m also neurodivergent (dyspraxia specifically) so if things seem a little disorganised here that’s probably why. I tend to be rather shy at first, but come out of my shell around those I trust.

I recently got a degree in film and screenwriting and am constantly brainstorming new ideas for film and tv scripts. I’m also a part time artist, both digital and traditional, using my iPad, sketchbook and a single stick of charcoal to make something intriguing.

Fandoms

I’m into multiple fandoms, including but not limited to:

Star Wars

The Lord of the Rings

Faust

Cuphead

The Dark Crystal

All Tomorrows

Crash Bandicoot (the most recent one)

Basically, as long as something is fantasy, sci-fi or even horror themed and has unforgettable villains, I will be obsessed with it. I have quite a few OTPs as well. ObiMaul (Obi-Wan Kenobi/Maul), Angbang (Sauron/Melkor) and Faustopheles (Faust/Mephistopheles).

Fictional Others

I have a number of F/Os (fictional others) who I like to think of as a hypothetical family/brotherhood. Writing about them as if we’re all living together in a gothic castle is incredibly therapeutic.

A complete list of them and their different roles is as follows:

Amsel Bloodmoon (From my original gothic novel project Blood Moon Sky). He’s gay, he’s a goth, a dhampir (half vampire half human) and I consider him to be my beloved boyfriend. We’ve been together since late October last year and deeply in love.

Sauron (From the Lord of the Rings). I am so utterly smitten with this beautiful man, he’s basically like my celebrity crush in a weird way. Even though he’s a bit puzzled by it, he certainly enjoys the positive attention.

Feral Opress (From Star Wars: The Clone Wars). I am obsessed with this adorable little Zabrak. Heck, he’s actually the character that kickstarted my “career” on tumblr in the first place! He’s my sweet baby boy and I love showering him with affection.

Mephistopheles (From Faust and other pieces of folklore). My artistic muse and a character who I almost consider to be a mentor. This charming demon is also the focal character of most of my original intellectual properties, which I have tied together into a mythos/multiverse that I call The MephistoVerse.

The Devil (From Cuphead). He’s basically like one of those cats that demand affection 24/7 and of course he always gets it because he’s so adorably pompous and floofy.

Ratbag the Coward (From Middle Earth: Shadow of Mordor and Middle Earth: Shadow of War). He’s a sweet dork of an orc who’s like a brother to me. Constantly coming up with harebrained schemes and being the closest thing to a troublemaker the household has.

Dr Hans Friedrich (From an obscure YouTube channel called Rocky ASMR). An evil scientist who lives in the basement and totally isn’t planning to make zombies for world domination. Underneath his eccentric demeanour, however, Friedrich really just wants to be loved.

Koroviev (From my absolute favourite novel, The Master And Margarita). A trickster demon who’s always cracking jokes and joining in on Ratbag’s pranks. He always knows how to make us all laugh.

Gabriel Belmont (From Castlevania: Lords of Shadow). Despite being a rather moody vampire, he’s still part of the brotherhood and partakes in our various adventures. He needs a hug (and frequently gets them from me).

Ulysses the Dragon (From various projects within the MephistoVerse). The very first OC I ever created, 14 years ago, Ulysses is a green dragon who’s as loyal as a dog and as smart as a corvid. He’s pretty much been a lifelong companion and I love him to bits.

Dr Neo Periwinkle Cortex (From Crash Bandicoot). As if one evil scientist wasn’t enough, Cortex is the most recent F/O of mine. He is simply adorable and the rest of us can’t stop fawning over him. Although I dread to think what he and Friedrich are conspiring about.

Writing Projects

I am the creator/owner of the following intellectual properties:

The DragonSoul Trilogy. Although purely existing in script form, these are intended to be a trilogy of 2-D animated dark fantasy films focusing on the rivalry between Mephistopheles and Stardust, a dragon/human fair folk who owes the demon his soul.

Pandæmonium. A sitcom focusing on Satan and his fellow demons becoming social media influencers, with disastrous consequences. A combination of satire and slapstick. Very loosely based on Paradise Lost.

The Book of Buyan. A graphic novel about two intrepid sorcerers going on a quest to find the soul of a powerful necromancer.

The Varkaus Mythos. A nine-volume series of fantasy novels set almost entirely in the fictional realm of Varkaus. Ancient prophecies, barbarian orcs riding armoured griffins and interdimensional portals await.

Blood Moon Sky. Gothic novel divided into four parts, exploring some original vampire lore and the backstory of the ancient Bloodmoon lineage, a prophecy surrounding the seventh son of a seventh son, a romance between a dhampir and a human and a mysterious tragedy that has broken the vampires apart.

The Secret Life of Cuthbert Wetherby. A surreal animated short film about the Victorian folkloric figure Spring-Heeled Jack and his double life as the upstanding gentleman Cuthbert Wetherby and the infamous Terror of London.

Little Sunshine & Friends. A four-episode miniseries spin-off of DragonSoul, featuring Mephistopheles and his henchdemons getting up to all kinds of crazy antics.

Mythology All-Stars. An anthology series with each episode devoted to a different set of myths and legends from around the world and original stories featuring beloved characters such as Anansi, Sun-Wukong, Beowulf and some more obscure ones like Suur Töll and Arawn.

I, Darkswan. An experimental short horror film containing allegorical depictions of humanity, good and evil, life and death and a seriously unreliable narrator.

With the exception of Blood Moon Sky, these projects are all connected and are part of The MephistoVerse, with Mephistopheles of course playing a crucial role in the plots, or at least encountering the protagonists in some way or another. I, Darkswan is a bit of an outlier, as it is a story written by one of the characters within the MephistoVerse so there’s almost a kind of Inception thing going on.

Please bear it in mind that the vast majority of these projects currently only exist in the pre-production/planning stage. Feel free to ask me about them but if you’re going to create any content based on them, please tag and/or credit me.

Miscellaneous

My top 10 favourite films (in no particular order) are:

The Dark Crystal

The Princess Bride

Tetsuo: The Iron Man

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe

The Wind In The Willows (Cosgrove Hall)

The Lord of the Rings trilogy

The Thief and The Cobbler

Beowulf

The Producers

Faust (F.W. Murnau)

Honourable mention goes to Monty Python and the Holy Grail

My favourite places in the UK are Glastonbury, Sheffield, Glasgow, Buxton and the Natural History Museum in London. My favourite food is a döner kebab. I might be slightly addicted to bubblegum soda. My favourite bands/musical artists are Nightwish, Starset, Rammstein, From Ashes To New, Written By Wolves, The Veer Union and Enya.

My favourite visual artists are Jacek Yerka, Zdzisław Beksiński, Vladimir Kush, Rob Gonsalves and Louis Wain. Other people who serve as sources of inspiration include Guillermo Del Toro, Vincent Price, Ralph Bakshi, William Blake and Shakespeare.

I have an odd relationship with spirituality and religion, but I consider myself a Muslim. I also study the principles of Taoism and find them incredibly beneficial. In general I just love to learn about, well, everything.

My askbox is always open! 💖

*whispers discreetly* by the way, I do frequently write explicit content here. Thou hath been warned. Minors, Begone.

#arwen speaks #about me #profile #made this to celebrate getting 800 followers #thank you all so much

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iwannawritelots · 2 years

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Booping Their Snoots: Obey Me! Babes and Luke

Originally written June 2022

It’s just booping their snoots. How they would react. I wanna boop their snoots.

Lucifer💙

grumpy about it

You just kinda boop him and he’s like???? Is that a challenge

No he will not boop you back, he is a high class grumpy no fun demon man

…he might if you’re close enough and no one else is around to see it

Mammon💛

Scrunches up his face and makes a weird laugh

Just like??? Okay??? Weird ass human

He might boop you back, might not

Of course you’d wanna boop the great mammon!!

Leviathan🧡

iMPLODES

Yeah! Leviathan got touched!

Shyly boops you back and calls you a normie because of course he does

Satan💚

snorts from trying to suppress a giggle

Boops you back very gently.

mumbles something about booping cats

will 100% initiate boops and expect you to return it after you do it the first time

Asmodeus💘

SQUEALS

boops you back and giggles uncontrollably

Physical affection is one of his favorite things ever. You will now be forever in a booping status relationship

Beelzebub❤️

cue the confused Beel noises

Why are you poking his nose???

It’s a form of affection…?

Oh okay, cool.

Returns it. Feels like he understands communication a bit better now

Belphegor💜

rolls his eyes

boops you back though

Lord Diavolo❣️

Literally so shell shocked that you touched him?? (Assuming you aren’t romantically involved)

Does his adorable laugh

Returns it and asks if he did it right

Asks why humans are inclined to poke each other’s noses :3c

Barbatos🖤

O-Oya?

blushes so hard lmao

unsure why you would boop him, because he doesn’t think he’s all that interesting or whatever his self-doubt tells him >: (

probably has to be invited to return it just because he’s so caught off guard lol

Luke🐶

hEy

I’m not a child!!

Just boop him again and watch him try to do it back

I report to Michael you know!!

He’s still a child pffff silly chihuahua

Simeon🤍

tiny shocked face

DOES HIS CUTE LI’L GIGGLE

hums into a “boop” as he returns the gesture

Solomon🤎

snorts

Boops you back

Reminded of his humanity 🥺

Mephistopheles❤️‍🔥

OFFENDED GASP

how dARE YOU

just do it again to shut him up

he won’t return it, stubborn bitch

Raphael💔

…?

Wiggles his nose a li’l

Returns it “boop…?”

does his little on the verge of tears smile dhskdhdkdhdj

Thirteen❤️‍🩹

Tf? Are you stupid??? Booping a reaper!?

She’s joking ofc

Boops you back

#boop #hehe #obey me! one master to rule them all #obey me! shall we date?#obey me!#obey me #omomtrta #omswd #om #darlingficsbycinna #iwannawritelots

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rsmrymnt-tea · 2 years

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「 🐳 」 hello! i haven't forgotten about your response—i was unfortunately hit with a series of ✧˖˚ unfortunate events ˚˖✧ (yes... pun intended for the sake of lightheartedness <3) shortly after the response, and i needed time to recover. i've decided to join you along the ride for the obm asks!

1.) how did you first get into obey me? personally, i was playing swd games for quite some time before obey me was released in december of 2019, so once i saw an ad for it i told myself, “well! another silly otome game from them to pass the time”, ahh i was so wrong with just how much flavor it had in all of it's terrible, atrocious glory.

satan was the first one to cause me to go into a miserable spiral once i had a revelation of what his birth actually meant, and thus, began spewing my silly little analyses to the small fandom at the time. i no longer go on longer tangents about satan as much as i do solomon (and recently, mephistopheles due to how noble his values are and how little people seem to realize it), but if i dare see someone in favor of obsessive cat-lover satan i have no issues with bashing their head against a digital brick wall and arguing that he is the least likely of the brothers to be obsessive over anything that falls into that category.

16.) what is your intimacy level with each character? i've often gotten a lot of teasing remarks from friends for my levels, but,

lucifer — 25

mammon — 17

leviathan — 20

satan — 34

asmodeus — 18

beelzebub — 19

belphegor — 20

diavolo — 15

barbatos — 22 (slowly but surely making his way up there)

luke — 14 (i am so sorry you are below diavolo, dearest luke)

simeon — 40

solomon — 42, but nearly 43

“i wonder who their favorite is” gee guys thanks i do whatever i can for the sake of my mc's lore ♡ thank you very much /lh

as always, feel free to include dolasach for whatever reason you feel like if something i said reminded you of her hehe~

Whale nonnie!!! So good to see you!! I'm glad that you got to bounce back from whatever happened to you!! I hope it wasn't too bad and that you're fully okay now >w<

Oml the first question though

1. how did you first get into obey me?

THE WEDDING EVENT oough man I don't even recall how I ended up watching videos of the wedding event but I did and Satan's pulled me in so bad that I downloaded the game >.< flavor in the midst of atrocity is such a good way to describe the game dfhkdfg

Also??? Nonnie now I'm curious if I've ever seen your posts omg? I feel like you'd have such good posts on all three... I've got this feeling that I've probably seen a Satan post or that a Mephisto post of yours helped him rise up my ranks >.<

And I feel you so much on thinking he wouldn't really obsess over anything that simple, even more so to the point of it clouding his judgement and rendering him useless in important moments... Just so counter to the core of his character that aspires towards being well-rounded and useful? Anyway I'm trying to stay mostly positive here hdsdfg

16. what is your intimacy level with each character?

GOSH I had to check...

Lucifer - 24

Mammon - 11

Leviathan - 17

Satan - 33

Asmo - 16

Beel - 16

Belphie - 23

Diavolo - 18

Barbatos - 25

Solomon - 31 (only because it took forever to get a Solomon UR I liked the art of, otherwise he'd be the same as Satan lmao probably higher since you can actually get big hearts with him without gifts...)

Simeon - 23

Luke - 2 (dsfjkhsdf sorry I just never use any Luke cards and using him in Jobs feels weird bc ykno... child labor >.>;;)

Surprisingly representative of how much I enjoy their character...? Except that every brother + Simeon needs to be higher than the royals sdhfkjg Barb's bday UR is just too pretty to not use...

Nonnie I feel you with needing the levels for more lore... The calls!! I need the calls!! But it takes sooo fucking long to grind for intimacy

I feel like each time you drop by I get more and more shocked and curious about who you might be... I'm still listening a lot to the playlist you sent and each time I hear Bird Song I think about you suggesting it and what you said about Dola shdkfhdsfg insane really....

#chat & colloquy #🐳 nonnie!!#insane that youve been around that long tbh holy hell #<-saying that even tho one of my fav games/franchises i've been into more than half my life

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apheliavampire · 6 months

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Meet my new Tav, Tempest. Mephistopheles Tiefling | Champion Fighter | Urchin Background

I'm romancing Gale with him. Gale and Tempest, a fitting pair.

He's someone who takes most things at face value, and is fiercely protective of children. He struggles with big words too bless him.

He got his scars in Elturel, after being captured by a devil.

He strives to be good and kind, but if you mess with people he holds dear.... Well, there's no point in trying to hold a tempest back.

"A hand, please?" The mysterious voice called forth from the glowing portal.

"A hand...." Tempest thought. Well yes, that was what that was, sticking through a... Rock? But, enough children had stuck their own hands out like that and meant a high five, and so a high five this mystery hand must want! Slapping the hand, Tempest smiled, which quickly faded as the mysterious voice spoke.

"Ow! Perhaps I should have clarified." The mysterious finger pointed, like someone scolding a particularly bad cat. "A helping hand? Anyone?"

"Ah! Apologies mystery hand!" Gathering his strength, Tempest grabbed the protruding arm and pulled with all his strength. It was a lot heavier than just an arm would be! With one last tug, the arm (and the man attached to the arm) popped out, calming the ancient sigil in the process. The mystery man landed squarely on top of him, before quickly hopping off and dusting himself off.

"Ooof. Hello! I'm Gale, of Waterdeep. Apologies, I'm usually better at this."

Tempest pushed himself up off the ground, instantly examining their new friend over. He didn't seem to be bruised or injured, at least not obviously. "No need to apologise, Mr Waterdeep. Are you alright? No internal injuries?"

The man, Gale, seemed to pause a moment, watching the large tiefling circle around him, like a puppy would. "A bit shocked, but friend, it's a relief and a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

The large tiefling perked. Friend. Maybe being stuck in a nau... Naut.... Giant flying thing wasn't so bad after all! He made a friend!

"Say, but I know you, don't I? In a manner of speaking. You were on the nautiloid as well."

"I'm so sorry, if I had seen you there, I would have tried to let you out too!" Distress racked his body. "Nevermind that flying thing however--"

"The nautiloid?"

"Yes, that. How did you get stuck in a rock?"

"I can only assume you too were on the receiving end of a rather unwelcome insertion in the ocular region."

"I couldn't have phrased it better myself." Tempest nodded. Especially because he was unsure what ocular meant, although if he had to guess he thought it might mean the eyes. Couldn't be too sure.

"No use sugar coating it, is there? The insertee we speak of, this parasite - are you aware that after a period of excruciating gestation it will turn us into mindflayers? It's a process known as ceremorphosis, and let me assure you: it is to be avoided. You don't happen to be a cleric, by any chance, do you? A doctor? Surgeon? Uncannily adroit with a knitting needle?"

Tempest seemed to shrink slightly. "I don't... I don't even know what adroit means, let alone how to use a knitting needle. I'm good with swords however. Does... Does that count?"

Gale shook his head. "Unfortunately not my rather large friend. Which means we'll need to find a healer, and soon. How about we each lend each other a helping hand once more and look for a healer together."

The tiefling rose to his full height again, more confident about this avenue. "That sounds like a good idea, Mr Waterdeep."

"Most excellent! A parasite shared is a parasite... halved. Or something to that effect. Oh, but before you think you're about to embark on a journey with a most ill-mannered a man: thank you for pulling me out of that stone. It was an act of foresighted kindness I assure you, for I have a feeling ample opportunities will present themselves for me to return the favour."

"We're friends. Friends help friends. Ah, but before you think me, uh, rude for not introducing myself..." Tempest gently grabbed one of Gale's hands and placed a kiss on it, bowing at the same time. Straightening his back again, he smiled. "My name is Tempest. A pleasure to meet you friend."

"How fortuitous then, to meet someone with goals and a name like mine!"

".... Our names a similar? I don't think they're spelt the same, however...."

Gale made a face that Tempest couldn't quite place, but it looked somewhat vacant, like many others did whenever he said something stupid.

"I see you have much to learn my friend. Much to learn indeed."

#aphy speaks #bg3 #bg3 tav #yay brainrot #yes there is the first time they met in here under the read more

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melseol · 3 years

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*thinks about him all day thinks about him all day*

#oc #give him a name #side character for an indie game me and a friend have in planning #he's got a cat called mephistopheles #funny how i get his cat's name before his own #truly sad #my art #robo dude idk

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parlideldiavolo · 3 years

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A ghost out of his grave.

It was time.

Vic had spent so much time preparing for this that beginning the ritual felt like a weight lifting. It was either relief or the steady creep of exhaustion slipping in after a month or more of being shrugged away, and if it was the latter then Vic knew it was about to get much worse. He didn’t have the time to feel tired, especially not now.

Now was showtime.

He’d used his ritual athame to draw warding glyphs along all the walls of his home. It was fully charged by virtue of his spending so much time with it, so the energy it directed emerged as vibrant peels of light across the paint of his walls that faded into smoked and precise scorch marks. Once he was sure his living room was ritually sealed from any outside supernatural interference, Vic shoved his couch and table back to create a clear area of the floor.

The sigils he drew there were just as careful: spirals upon spirals, runes upon runes, all creating a weave of occult ley lines interspersed with drips of resin. They radiated from a central position on the floor and interwove a hellish pentagram. You couldn’t get much more typical than this, though Vic’s work was the real thing and not someone’s approximation. Fuck, it’d take hours to clean this up after. He didn’t want to think about it. (Maybe Vic wouldn’t have to worry about it. Aah. Funny...)

The magic circle on the floor had specific spots where Vic put specific things; chalices, incense, a lock of hair, a wrapped tooth, woven bands of marigolds, etc. The ley lines that connected each element evoked an intent that only devils could read.

It took a while. When he had everything in place and the candles and incense were all set and burning, Vic picked up Mephistopheles (who had been watching all of this with huge eyes from the top of his cat tower,) kissed his whiskered cheeks and deposited the cat in his (Vic’s) new bedroom (which had previously been his work room. It was still his work room. He just slept on the lounge now.)

“Sorry, buddy.”

Vic set him inside and closed the door. The devil was accosted by immediate wailed meows of protest. A single black paw shoved itself beneath the door and swiped pathetically as though it belonged to a prisoner. As much as Mephistopheles could turn into smoke and breeze free from his cage if he wanted, Vic knew Meph would listen to him and stay where he was. Vic couldn’t risk anything upsetting the spell and—well, he didn’t want anything to happen to his cat if something went wrong.

“You go to Pepper if this all goes tits up, yeah?” This was a gentle, whispered sentiment uttered when Vic squatted and tucked a finger into the outstretched paw. Meph’s claws curled to grasp his fingertip and the devil smiled. After several seconds he pulled away and (with a deep, extended exhale) returned to the living room.

The atmosphere had changed. The candles and incense had kicked up their output, becoming thick and heavy as they mixed to create a faint fog that began to drift across the floor. The runic ley lines he’d put down flickered with each step he took when Vic approached.

Time. It was time to give someone more time.

He stood in the middle of the circle with his feet paced apart and concentrated. A rapid heat began to form in the room. The seared scorch marks littering the wood began to glow; he murmured a number of phrases in Infernal, which drifted from his mouth and layered over themselves in whispers until they, too, seemed to fill the space.

The lines flickered. Conjured flame began to climb from them. Between his hands Vic drew and clutched an ornate black mirror. Its glassy surface was reflectionless and its gothic-style frame unmarked except for what looked like fresh carvings. Vic murmured again and drew his focus in… in, further, farther…

Show me. Smoke uncurled from his hands and kissed the mirror’s surface. The dark glass grew hot. Hotter.

Vic had expected to have more trouble with his scrying mirror. He’d thought he’d have to work much harder to find and pull what he was looking for, or worse, had worried he might find it in rough shape that would require more time than he might have to make this work with the absence of a body.

But what he sought was perfect. Its shape was clear. It was also close, much closer than it had reason to be, flickering, responsive and trailing attachment even through the veil that separated life and death (and dimensions, and other such vast, slip-through spaces—and so Vic had a guess, even if it was only a guess, as to a reason why this might be.)

Yes. Soul. It was a beautiful one by the estimation of devils. Vic rarely got to spend such time with raw souls that wasn’t fraught or violent. He’d enjoyed this work. It was something new.

Runes flared across the crystalline surface. The unseen slip of paper with a name on it that Vic had tucked between glass and backing erupted with brilliant green fire that had the entire mirror flaring to life. The markings on his arms echoed the sudden eruption and inked like embers melting across his skin.

A wind picked up. Vic’s eyes shifted from steel to ruby as he tensed, and through the mirror, he reached.

Now.

He reached through runes of calling, runes of recognition, sigils of binding. In his mind, deep within himself through all the fire that raged as his devil-given power roared in this suspension of being, through the unfelt hollow where some part of him lay hidden still, he reached.

The glassy surface shifted and echoed a ghostly image that became sharper. It was a face--one both unknown and familiar. And through the mirror, into a kind of purgatorial in-between that its surface reflected, Vic grasped a name… and touched a soul.

Release.

The mirror shattered. It split down the middle by the runic marks that had been imprinted into its surface and became nothing (farewell, Vic thought.) Its demise was much like a gate blowing open and into a shower of shards that reflected the phantom light of bright green eyes. And, as it did, the soul Vic had summoned surged into himself.

This absorption wasn’t met with resistance. Lightning-strike sparks smoked up the ley line threads of the tattoos on his hands, arms and body as the soul filled him. Power ruptured at his feet; beneath him, something whispered into life by the raging winds and Infernal scrawls and ritual components melded together, swelled and took shape. Limbs. Face.

The soul phased into him in the blink of a second, and Vic was—

—was feeling. Fingers stretched within his own; he could feel the phantom touch of them like a memory, could feel the ghost of another’s breath in his lungs, the ache of a laugh, a sensation of…

… something so light and airy that he almost swore his wings could catch it and it’d be perfect. Then, something else familiar:

Euphoria.

Sense and memory overlapped. Vic held fast.

#rp: a ghost out of his grave #mistgetsinyoureyes

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hawke · 3 years

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do tell about your bg3 ocs? eyes emoji

thank you so much for the ask vika!!! ♡♡♡

i have a total of 6 bg3 ocs as of right now, all of them being wips (some moreso than others) so what i'm talking about might not be very comprehensive... but i'll try my best to cover the basics, lol.

wall of text under the cut!

name: joy race: mephistopheles tiefling background: urchin class: sorcerer/ draconic bloodline (although wild magic fits her just as much) love interest: wyll

joy is so far the most developed out of my bg3 ocs i think! she's the one i've played the most as of now

her name 'joy' is given by her adoptive father thevius, who is also a tiefling

if i had to assign an alignment to her it would be neutral good! she is a genuinely good person i'd say, however she can be a bit naive at times

her biological parents were killed by gnolls while travelling to baldur's gate, hence she has quite the hatred for them to this day - which is a trait that you would say is uncharacteristic for her (as noted by some of the other travelling companions)

she's admired heroes and stories revolving around since she was a small kid; she also tries to follow such ideals which reflect in her choices she does throughout the game (i actually find her easy to rp which might be why i'm most compelled to play as her)

before she got taken in by her adoptive father called thevius, she often got bullied by the other urchins due to her scales; thevius is also the one who taught her how to get a hold of her magic, so he basically also functioned as her teacher

name: alyssandra faringray race: human background: acolyte class: paladin/ kelemvor love interest: shadowheart

i think they are my 2nd most played bg3 oc, however they are not as developed... so i don't have that much to say about them yet

when their parents got killed they came across a priest of kelemvor who comforted alyss when they were grieving and ultimately took them in

alyss is not exactly polite, very direct in fact with a tendency to be rude as well (this is not intentional though)

one of their defining traits is while normally coming as distant and cold, they treat the dying and mourning with understanding and kindness (you could say it is is 180° flip)

they are also a lot nicer to people they are close friends with like ieriyn (another one of @rosewaterhag's awesome ocs!) and looks out for them

actually very clumsy and awful at making compliments and flirting; see: the early attempts at flirting with shadowheart

(i don’t have a screenshot of helag anymore, but they are basically yessune 2.0 lol)

name: helag race: githyanki (although i'd love to actually have a githzerai oc) background: soldier class: paladin/ vlaakith love interest: lae’zel

like i said... i actually wanted to play as githzerai but since we can only as play githyanki so far, why not!

they end up liking cats and dogs... the game itself gave me the idea but i really like the idea of as serious as someone like a gith having a soft spot for pets

i actually don’t have much to say about them yet lol... even less than about alyss (’:

(don’t have a screenshot of yves either, but i will add it later!)

name: yves velasir race: human background: noble class: warlock/ the great old one love interest: (unsure as of yet... astarion might fit them the best?)

i really wanted to play an arrogant evil noblewoman as well so... yves came to life

they are arrogant, extremely full of themself and conceited

their family of banites has been worshipping the great old ones (i haven’t decided on which one yet) and yves has been basically forced to become a warlock by their father.

which actually makes yves quite bitter... it is notable they’re full of themself because of themself and not because of their family name which carries weight

i also haven’t decided if some of their boastful attitude is a mask... i’d say there’s definitely some truth to that and that they would have been full of themself regardless of her upcoming, however i do think it wouldn’t be as theatralic? idk about that one yet

regarding their love interest - and ‘love’ might be stretching it - i think that either astarion or lae’zel would fit her the best... it would be a physical relationship, and yves would be the best fit with someone who isn’t interested in becoming a better person either

name: rainier race: human background: hermit class: barbarian/ the path of the totem warrior love interest: none

small disclaimer, i haven’t been played rainier in game yet... i am waiting for the barbarian class to be released and i have to admit, i am not really interested in playing a warrior for now

he is the oldest of my bg3 ocs is if one couldn’t tell... on surface i would describe him as cool old dude lol

i chose the barbarian class for him, but that’s actually because i like the contrast to his personality... he is a calm person, quite experienced and mature

rainier is also the only one of my ocs who has lead quite a good life i think...? no drama or angst here. mentally he is also the most stable... although even he has his moments (from what i’ve seen in datamining vids barbarian dialogue choices can be quite wacky so i want to implement that)

that’s about it! i also have a 6th one, however he is an half orc (unless the presets suck.... then i'll just make him a human because that's what i'm most comfortable with lol) so i cannot show pics. i am already set on his class (rogue) and love interest (gale) though, and i've already have an clear idea of his personality as well! like joy and alyss he is also an orphan, however he wasn't so fortunate enough to be taken in by other people. he covers his bitterness with his wit and sarcasm! and unlike joy, he actually laments the racism he's faced throughout his life. (which makes sense as half orc... if he ends up being human i'll change those details (': )

#shadovvheart #q&a #joy coventhorn #alyss #yves velasir #helag #rainier

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grey-eyed-menace · 3 years

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Ubuyashiki Sora's Contacts

Lucifer - The Sir (Sora thinks she's funny, Lucifer would prefer it if she just used his named in her contacts.)

Mammon - Weirdo (He's a weirdo, no two ways about it.)

Leviathan - Player One (She thought it was unique.)

Satan - Sweater Dude (She refused to use his name for the first three weeks. Refused.)

Asmodeus - Fashion Police (Asmo snorted once when she used he term, Sora has hung onto it ever since.)

Beelzebub - The Giant (Sora is ninety pounds of spite, motherly affection, and hair-brained ideas. She also recognizes the fact that Beel could squash her like an ant... Not so much with his brothers.)

Belphegor - ...Of TERROR! (Her idea of a joke. Belphegor was just glad she didn't go with 'Snugglebug'.)

Diavolo - Tormenter (ALL of the Ubuyashiki siblings has some beef with Diavolo. Sora's is more playful once everything is resolved, her siblings? Not so much.)

Barbatos - The Collaborator (However, Sora is the only one who has a rap sheet with Barbatos. It's more comical than anything though.)

Luke - New Little Brother (Didn't even think. The moment the boy gave her his number, this was the name already in the name bar. She was possessed by a higher being. It was meant to be. He got adorably huffy for several hours.)

Simeon - Christopher Peugeot (He's not living it down, plus she likes to see Leviathan absolutely freak the fuck out everytime he catches sight of the name.)

Solomon - The Sorcerer (Solomon set it himself, she can't change it. Period. It amuses him.)

Diana Hambleton - Witchy Apprentice (Set by Solomon alongside his own contact information. Diana gets twitchy whenever it's brought up, mostly because Solomon is set as 'Beloved Mentor' in her contacts. She hates him.)

Spade Hambleton - Time Traveling Cat Husband (Again, Solomon set the contact name. She can't change it, Mammon's convinced she has a thing for him because of the 'Cat Husband' moniker. Sora doesn't even have the Goddamn context for three fourths of his name.)

Eirny Hambleton - Emergency Contact??? (Diana's supposed half-sister, married to a vampire named Bridget, and is apparently a Hunter. Honestly, Sora has no fucking clue. The woman has only called to tell her that she was the one responsible for looking over her siblings, which she appreciates, but there was a lot of screaming involving 'Useless Hotel Managers', 'Tea Parties', and 'Goddamnit Rupert!' in the background.)

Bridget - Teacup Lady (All Sora knows about this woman is that Satan owes her half a dozen favors over a priceless tea set, and that she might be the vampire Eirny's married to.)

Marchosias - Sias (Marchosias's general preference when it comes to nicknames.)

Phenex - Bane Of My Existence (The brother's all have Phenex listed as some sort of expletive, alongside Mephistopheles, Sora's... Nice enough to just be slightly insulting.)

Mio - Cuzzo (This is in english, Mio set it, Sora is eternally confused as to why, it's not a word. She doesn't understand it's use.)

Yuzuru - Bargain Buddy (A store once owed them two hundred dollars.)

Nagisa - Nagi (The only one who insisted on his own nickname.)

Minato - Mina (Woefully resigned.)

Rukia - Ruki (Besides thinking it a bit boyish, Rukia's actually okay with this.)

Asuka - Asu-chan (Asuka endeavors to change this nickname at some point. Until then, she's stuck with it.(

Yachiko - Yachi (It was mandatory! She's her little sister.)

Yaeko - Yae (Again, mandatory, all of her other siblings have nicknames in her phone and real life, it is a decree.)

Yasuo - Yasu (Same as his triplets. He's slightly more indigent about it though.)

Reiji - Rei (Still kept out of habit, old childhood nickname from when Sora could only pronounce half of his name.)

Iwata Mamoru - Secret Mother (Childhood friend, bit of a mother hen, which... is kind of justified considering the fact that he saw Sora nearly die the first time they met as kids. Utterly confused by the entire demon situation. Is a year older then her and Reiji. One of the potential guys Sora is probably dating whenever any of her other siblings end up in the Devildom. And yes. Sora still gets caught up in otome shenanigans, demons or no.)

Yamasaki Kishiko - Reiji's Fling (She gets pissed off whenever this name is brought up. Reiji's current girlfriend. Two years older than her and Reiji.)

Kasamatsu Jun - Bitch Baby (He pissed her off shortly before she got booted to the Devildom. The other childhood friend, and one of the other potential guys Sora is probably dating when she isn't involved with the Devildom.)

Akiyama Takeshi - Mamoru's Guy??? (Demonology expert, involved with the same organization Allegra and Luka are apart of. Met Mamoru at a coffee shop by 'accident', knows Solomon. Somehow. He owes Diana several thousand Grim, only in her phone in the timelines where she or Mio weren't the ones sent to the Devildom.)

Igarashi Shiori - Quiet Neighbor (One of the Ubuyashiki's next door neighbors, incredibly quiet and reserved. One of the people Sora might be dating in the alternate timelines.)

Igarashi Nanami - Loud Neighbor (One of the Ubuyashiki's next door neighbors, is the younger sister of Shiori and incredibly outgoing.)

Allegra Berlusconi - Girl With A Gun (Held her at gunpoint before giving her her contact information, a normally very cheerful, and somewhat naive, beyond that though. Has fierce conviction, and kind of squeezes Luke half to death when the first meet. Grew up with Luka Bianchi. An exorcist.)

Luka Bianchi - Exorcist (The young man in charge of Sora's neighborhood church, is only in her phone during the timelines where one of her siblings is the one in the Devildom. Is actually an exorcist from an organization, and is officially ordained. He and Allegra are noted to be romantically involved.)

Ubuyashiki Takeru - Father (The Ubuyashiki siblings father, a small time business man. He sports black hair and grey eyes.)

Ubuyashiki Ushio - Mother (The Ubuyashiki siblings mother. A red head with a fiery personality to match, and has dark purple eyes. An actress of some fame.)

Urisha 'Uri' Matthews - Cockroach (Personally set, an inside joke apparently. The nineteen year old half-human daughter of Dantalion, and heavily favors her mother in pretty much everything but hair color, and a supposed wannabe 'recruit' of Solomon's. Mostly a self-taught witch. Was almost the second exchange student before Diavolo found that Lilith still had living descendants. Trying to float under the radar until Luka calls in a favor in all timelines and she gets dragged into the story during season three. Has four pacts with preexisting demons, those being of Sitri, Gremory, Oriax, and Marchosias.)

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fuck it, cats recap

i saw cats with my boyfriend a few days ago. i wanted to make one of these after but thought i couldn't possibly add anything to the heaps of commentary already available on tumblr. unfortunately, cats has a certain staying power, and i think the only way to forget what i've seen is to write it down (aided by a list of songs to remind me which scenes came in which order). so here we go

the opening scene was such a bizarre combination of unsettling and kinda boring. there was so much unnecessary tension.

the set actually looked really pretty! shame about everything it had to witness.

almost all the words in the movie are unintelligible. it's probably for the best.

victoria, the audience surrogate cat, was initially in a big burlap sack which was thrown into an alley. the jellicle cats approach and dramatically paw at the sack. you can tell this was a bit of choreography meant for the stage and not a movie.

some of the cats crawl on their hands and knees, and it's just the most uncomfortable thing you can imagine.

when victoria actually emerges, all the cats hiss and disappear, then reappear to sing a song that mainly consists of asking victoria if she has certain "cat" traits like... being blind at birth???

"would you look at a king? would you sit on his throne?"

in the same song there's a sequence of cats just listing adjectives for themselves. i looked up the lyrics and apparently at one point they say "rabbinical cats." what the fuck is a rabbinical cat?

the big gray cat (afaict he isn't named in the film, but the credits list him as "munkustrap," which is one of the worst names for anything i've ever heard) asks victoria for her name, and is perplexed that it's something normal. look buddy, you don't get to name yourself munkustrap and then complain about anyone else's name.

apparently cats have three names: one that their family calls them, one super fucked up one that they decide themselves (like munkustrap), and a secret name they don't tell anyone else. the third name never becomes relevant, so i honestly don't see why they mentioned it.

if you ever see a cat in "profound meditation" they're just thinking about their name. aight.

sorry, good omens fandom, cats forever ruined the word "ineffable."

i think it's somewhere around here that macavity first appears??? i am ashamed to admit that for a brief moment he looked kind of attractive. it's idris elba, okay?

there's a song where they introduce the idea of the jellicle ball. it's really creepy, which is fitting, because apparently the jellicle ball is when their cat president decides who gets to die and go to "the heaviside layer." tbh if i were in this reality i would be begging for death too.

every moment where the cats are whisper-singing is deeply unpleasant. why.

apparently the cat president decides who deserves to die by having them each sing a song about their name. i'd previously heard the musical summarized as "cats introduce themselves one by one until one of them gets the right to die" and honestly that's pretty accurate.

munkustrap leads victoria to a human kitchen, where rebel wilson's character jennyanydots (really) is lounging around being generally useless. there is an extended shot of her scratching her crotch. i am so tired of rebel wilson playing funny fat characters.

i had already heard that jennyanydots unzipped her fursuit at some point during her song. i couldn't, for the life of me, figure out what the fuck people meant by that. what they meant is, jennyanydots unzips her fucking skin to reveal a sparkly costume AND ANOTHER LAYER OF SKIN underneath. is this part of the musical? please tell me.

i knew about the cockroach vore too, but that didn't make it any less upsetting. it happens twice. there are crunching noises.

the cockroaches are... they all have human faces. they look like aliens from a kid's movie made in 2005.

rum tum tugger's song is, i regret to inform you, a bop. i looked the song up afterwards, and the stage version is actually more upsetting. a lot of crotch action.

that being said, there is a horrifically sexual part during the movie version where cats are guzzling milk and it kinda looks like bukkake drawn by someone who had never seen cum before.

also the cgi for the milk was inexplicably bad. like, it looked like some shit out of a spy kids movie.

towards the end of the song, rum tum tugger pulls victoria's foot towards his mouth. i felt time slow, and i started muttering to myself "no no no no no." fortunately, he did not suck victoria's toes. i hate that i have to write that.

i believe it's at this point that macavity shows up and thanos-snaps jennyanydots. this is the first time magic is shown to exist, which made for a really surreal effect. i kinda thought i was having a stroke.

grizabella.....

grizabella is just furry fantine. she used to be a super glamorous cat, and now she's wearing garbage and singing about how sad she is. jennifer hudson really gave it her all though.

bustopher jones, who looks like he's just james corden's fursona, shows up and sings a song about how fat he is and how much he loves to eat. my fat ass was not amused. at the end of the song he too gets taken by macavity. i guess he has a thing for chubby cats.

mungojerrie and rumpleteazer are just awful names. i hate them so much. why would you name yourself mungojerrie.

they really seem like they're trying to convince victoria to have a threesome with them. at the end of the song she's laying in a bed between them. it's bad.

i am so grateful the dog that they run away from is never shown. i can't even imagine how awful that would be.

the past two mornings i've woken up with old deuteronomy's song stuck in my head. i don't know why. it's not that interesting.

the cats all flock to old deuteronomy and nuzzle her. it's awful.

judy dench and ian mckellan were taking this so fucking seriously. i had to see ian mckellan, without a trace of irony, saying "meow meow meow" and drinking milk out of a dish. it was one of the most upsetting moments for me.

"jellicle cats are black and white," according to a bunch of cats that are neither black nor white.

victoria needs a moment to go outside and chill during the jellicle ball. i can relate.

grizabella is there again, singing a weirdly beautiful song about when she was younger and happier. i decide jennifer hudson is this movie's saving grace.

victoria sings another weirdly beautiful song about how she was abandoned in an alley (which i guess is how she ended up among the jellicle cats).

"all that i wanted,,,, was to be wanted,,," heartbreaking. relatable. loved it.

ian mckellan, whose cat is apparently named gus (short for asparagus), sings a song about how he used to be a great... actor? magician? i wasn't really clear. ian mckellan continues to do his very best to make this weird senile cat seem real, and i fully expect him to drop dead of old age halfway through the song. alas, no cat can die unless old deuteronomy wills it. i thiiiink he got taken by macavity at the end?

it turns out jennyanydots and bustopher james (and gus, i guess) are NOT dead (sigh), but have been transported to a barge in the middle of the thames. honestly i think i just dissociated too hard to remember this scene very well.

another bop from skimbleshanks the railway cat. the slow motion tap dancing was a bit much, but the song at least was fun. at the end he gets disappeared by macavity, oops!

taylor swift's whole bit is... it's just hard to sit through. yknow how everyone made fun of that bit in "look what you made me do" where she went like, "sorry, the old taylor can't come to the phone right now. why? oh, cause she's dead!" her whole song had that energy. the fake english accent made me want to die.

she pours catnip on all the cats, which makes them moan and writhe a lot. i think this was supposed to be the orgy scene? i don't know.

macavity has "broken every human law," which i assume includes treason and gay sex. i really love the possibilities here.

actually yknow what just occurred to me? would macavity get in trouble for bestiality if he fucked a human? or would it have to be, like, a cockroach or something else that's "lower" than him?

macavity thanos snaps old deuteronomy because she refuses to let him die. everyone is super sad until victoria goes "oh hey, mr. mistoffelees can do magic! :D"

unfortunately, i really liked mr. mistoffelees' song. i've been singing it multiple times a day. his face may be upsetting but his overall vibe is kinda adorable.

mr. mistoffelees is named after the demon mephistopheles btw. i feel like that needs to be said.

old deuteronomy is returned to the jellicle ball, and victoria convinces grizabella to sing for everyone. the song, again, is beautiful and heart-wrenching. everyone loves it, and grizabella is chosen to die.

grizabella is put in a hot air balloon. i think the heaviside layer is fake, the jellicle cats are a death cult, and she's just going to suffocate to death. this is supported by the fact that the heaviside layer is a real name for a part of our atmosphere.

old deuteronomy ADDRESSES THE AUDIENCE DIRECTLY at the very end. i hate it.

she says triumphantly, "a cat is not a dog!" this is important enough that the entire cast repeats it. my boyfriend is more upset by this than i am.

there are some horny facial expressions, i think, and the camera pans back to the hot air balloon. the movie ends.

#long post #cats 2019 #cats movie #shut me up

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headoverhiddles · 5 years

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Mephistopheles of Los Angeles - Marilyn Manson x Reader (Part III)

Synopsis: There’s no way you can go public about your involvement with Marilyn, but yours and Johnny’s premiere is tonight. You’d better figure out how to handle this ‘torrid affair’, and fast.

PART I

PART II

This isn’t your first premiere, but the flashing lights and screaming fans are a tad surprising at first. Thankfully, you know how to handle yourself. Your strapless, form-fitting burgundy Givenchy dress accentuates everything you (and the general public) love about your body, with a simple diamond choker underneath your tied up hair completing the look. Your eyes are smoky rimmed with charcoal, because you borrowed Marilyn’s eyeliner this morning. Yeah. You did that.

“This should be fun,” you sigh, beaming and waving out the window as you and Johnny arrive in the limo. You both get out, posing, smiling, greeting. “Why’d the story have to break before tonight?”

“Why’d you have to make out with Manson in the bloody bushes?” he volleys back in amusement, giving a wave and a smoulder to a gaggle of fans screaming his name.

“Technically this is your fault,” you smirk, turning back to flash one last smile behind you before walking the carpet, “You introduced him to me.”

“And forgot to warn you about his deadly charm?”

“Exactly. Good god, Depp, he is magnificent in bed, you could’ve fucking warned me!”

“You never asked,” he teases.

“(y/n)! (y/n)!” A lady in the line up of reporters by the carpet barricades calls, waving you over. “Lisa Waters, Entertainment Tonight!”

“Have fun in hell darling,” Johnny whispers, chuckles, and disappears behind you to get more photos taken.

“And he’s gone!” you say dramatically, waving after him with silent embitterment. The reporter jams a microphone in your face, as she stares after Johnny.

“People are speculating all over the place about you two!”

Here we go.

“I can say, definitively, speaking for myself and Johnny, we are not involved, and never plan to be.”

“So you don’t get along as well as it seems like you do?”

“I didn’t say that. Johnny and I got very close during shooting–”

“Very close?”

“Yes, we became very good friends.”

Since she isn’t getting what she wants out of you with this line of questioning, the reporter sets her jaw and switches tactics. “There’s also been fresh rumours of you and goth rock star Marilyn Manson swirling. Any comment on your budding romance?”

You laugh, keeping the butterflies in your stomach at bay. “Even if I did have anything going with Marilyn, it would not be best described as a budding romance.”

“But TMZ released photos of the two of you kissing in the bushes outside Chateau Marmont just this past weekend!”

“Honestly, Linda–”

“Lisa.”

“Yeah, honestly I don’t remember that night, but I’m sure it was just a good-bye kiss. I was probably too drunk to stick around, he was seeing me off. You know how it–”

“But it looks like you’re groping each other!”

“Well, Marilyn likes to get friendly. So do I.”

With a sardonic little smile, you end the rest of her interrogation, and move on to the next news caster before she can continue drilling you. You shoot Johnny a “help me” glance, but he just cringes, making it clear that relationship concealment is 100% not his forte.

The rest of the night consists of questions not unlike those, and you continue to answer them until another stretch pulls up.

Marilyn gets out.

You instantly look over at Johnny. Johnny shrugs. “I invited him,” he mouths, and you sigh, already feeling yourself get warm. Even if he wasn’t on the guest list, nobody was about to throw Marilyn Manson out, so they let him in. Marilyn gives a salute to the cameras in those black leather fingerless gloves, and meets your eye. He smirks your way, and you feel your cheeks heat up, recalling all the stuff you two had gotten up to last night. He corrects his smirk, straightening his face again and posing.

“Can you tell us anything about your fling with shock rocker Marilyn Manson?” a male reporter asks you, another three microphones in your face.

“Only that it didn’t happen,” you reply coolly, picturing how he fingered you until you screamed last night.

“Really? Because–”

“Didn’t happen,” you reiterate, and slip into the crowd of cast, executives, and critics moving inside the theatre. Marilyn stops by one reporter who seems insistent.

“Hello,” he mumbles, keeping his head low and sunglasses on.

“Hey, having a good night so far, Marilyn?”

“It’s been good for the five minutes I’ve been here, yeah.”

Missing his sarcasm, the overzealous reporter beams. “Awesome! Great to see you here celebrating your friend, so soon after being out in Europe on tour!”

“Yeah, I always try to come out for Johnny’s movies, I think to give him moral support,” Marilyn smirks, “Cause without me around, we all know he would just be a wreck. Completely depressed, unable to function.”

“Right,” the reporter nods artificially, oblivious as to how to handle Marilyn’s interviewing style. “Anyway, are you really here for Johnny?”

“Explain.” He doesn’t lose his footing, but he’s caught off guard.

“Are you here for (y/n), your latest lover?” Marilyn smiles at her.

“Where do you get your facts?”

“Those photos are serious evidence that–”

“Evidence, you make it seem like a crime scene, like she’s a murder victim of mine.” Now he’s deliberately screwing with the reporter, and she looks a little frightened.

“Right. Can you confirm you are dating (y/n) (y/l/n)?”

“We’re just friends,” he insists, thinking of the way your back arched last night as he ate you out.

“But the k–”

“It was just a kiss,” he shakes his head, “I kiss lots of people. I kiss my cat. I kiss Johnny. I’ve kissed Obama.”

“Do you consider yourself a romantic?”

“Not with (y/n). I’ve gotta go get my seat inside, before Benicio Del Toro tells them I’m not on the guest list.”

“…You have a good night, then.”

“You as well.”

Indoors, you sit down in your seat beside your cast members, and see Marilyn coming in, undoing the bottom button on his black tux and looking for a seat. You try to put your mind somewhere else to watch your work.

The film starts about a half hour later and plays your brilliantly fake sex scene with Johnny (the codpiece riding one). However, despite the hilarious memories shooting this scene conjures up for you, you can’t take your mind off of Marilyn. He’s unlike anyone you ever dated. He’s open, at least with you; he’s calm, funny, sexy as hell… fuck, he was so good last night, and you want more. You want so much fucking more.

After the movie gets out, you prepare to do a few more interviews before the night is over. At this point, you’re high on life, feeling good, and feeling dangerous with Marilyn so close to you. Really… what would be the harm in…?

“Congratulations on the film (y/n), you and Mr. Depp were wonderful,” one man from Starz says, walking briskly alongside you. Marilyn purses his lips on the other side of Johnny as you three walk from the Chinese Theatre toward the limos.

“Thank you, we had such an amazing time filming it,” you reply.

“And, eh…” the man hesitates, “Quick question before we lose you here. You’ve discounted all rumours of you and Mr. Depp dating as false. Are you and Mr. Manson involved?” You sigh.

Fuck it. Like Johnny said– tomorrow’s for damage control. Tonight’s for living.

“Hell yeah we’re involved,” you grin, and Johnny holds in a burst of laughter, expression a mix of astonishment and pride. Marilyn jerks his head over, and a small smile tugs at his painted lips.

“We’re dating?” he smirks, crossing over to stand beside you. “I wish you would’ve told me.” With that, he dips you low into a kiss, and sticks a tattooed middle finger into the lens of the guy’s camera.

#marilyn manson x reader #reader x marilyn manson #marilyn manson #marilyn manson fanfiction #marilyn manson smut #brian warner #brian warner x reader #reader x brian warner #johnny depp #fluff #hollywood #reader insert #smut #heaven upside down era #mobscene era #marilyn manson imagine

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