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badolmen · 1 year

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Everybody’s always talking about the biblical imagery in Goncharov but I haven’t seen anybody talk about the allusions to Greek mythology like !!! Goncharov looking at Katya through the mirror when she threatens to shoot him, not making direct eye contact - Perseus and Medusa’ poisonous vision. When Sofia is leading Katya in the tunnels, not looking as they talk, but she turns around and Katya is gone - Orpheus turns and Eurydice vanishes. That unnamed taxi driver is paid two coins by Goncharov right before That Scene - he’s literally Charon, transporting the ‘dead’. Guys the whole boat scene is an allusion to the River Styx. The theme of time and the human hubris to defy it and the seemingly divine punishment of that ambition. Tell me I’m not the only one seeing this.

#ra speaks #shitpost #goncharov #gonchorov #unreality #greek mythology #there’s probably more #I’m just calling out what I noticed - I’m no greek mythologist #also the structure of the film feels like it was inspired by Greek tragedies - half the lines sound like they belong in theater not film #maybe that’s why the critical reception was a little off? they didn’t like the meshing of film techniques with more theatrical writing?#someone smarter than me fit ice pick Joe into this framework I feel like he’s neglected narratively and that impacts his thematic ties #<- this is all a joke based on the fake film Goncharov.

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succstosucculent · 2 months

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Thank you weird ads on tumblr, for giving me meme material

#fishblr #shitposting #aquablr #2000s emo #i write sins not tragedies #reticulated hillstream loach

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schmittymctitties · 11 months

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Ok hear me out

a tragedy that’s a tragedy not because of how it ended but because it Hasn’t Ended

#shitpost #writblr #writing inspiration #Tragedy #i guess those tags work

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smoreal · 1 year

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Clutching my chest and falling to my knees, I’ve crossed a threshold that closes shut and traps me from ever turning back…

I unconsciously wrote Roger Craig Smith Sonic instead of Jason ‘The Goat’ Griffith Sonic HNGGGG

#send prayers and deepest regards as I struggle to move past the greatest tragedy of my fanfic writing career.#I… i fear i can never turn back…#it was only a matter of time.#I’m in a state of mourning.#the dialogue came out so naturally…#I’ve… I’ve lost his voice PFICWKXJCH #FUCK #JG COME BACK IM SORRY #PLEASECOMEBACK #:) pain #shitposts

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gummybugg · 1 year

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Howdy, you can call me Bug!

This blog is 90% writing related, with the other 10% about other things I find groovy. Expect to see sporadic lore drops or the occasional shitpost! I write as a hobby, so expect to see fluctuation in my productivity from time to time.

I currently write sci-fi, urban fantasy, fiction, and supernatural. But I would love to broaden my horizon once I get my major 3 WIPs underway!

I am open to interaction: tag games, writing games/events, asks…etc. I love gushing about my characters! But I can be a bit over ambitious when it comes to my writing/projects, so I might go all out with my tags/asks from time to time!

About me

I have a degree in English. But that doesn't hinder my eclectic thirst for knowledge!

I have an interest in psychology, philosophy, English... I love learning & researching for my writing!

Am *whispers* in the arts? I do draw/design, but if I post anything art-related, it's rare!

Do I plan to ever publish my work? Perhaps within the next 4-5 years, it all depends on productivity and that grind. You know how it is.

Is what I write considered comedy? I'm not sure! But I tend to write all of my characters/stories with comedic inflections. They are the puppets of my shows and I like to have a bit of fun :'D

My WIPS

(If you are interested in being added or subtracted from a taglist, dm me. Taglists will be posted on detailed WIP pages)

Crater City

Genre: sci-fi, post-apocalyptic, [black] comedy

Status: main project, expect to see most posts about it (sorry, I don't make the rules. Blair does.)

Overview: Crater City is a sanctuary for those who survived the nuclear winter, but it's not as chummy as advertised. This is a story of vengeance, tragedy, journey of self-discovery, graphic material, existentialism, and lots of robots. Just so much metal and chrome that you can almost taste it.

Detailed summary: here

Detailed character bios: Blair, Elijah, Darcy, Frasier, Melony....[more to come]

Indie's Bar and Thrills

Genre: urban fantasy, comedy, drama

Status: on the back burner

Overview: Indie’s Bar and Thrills is a bustling bar in a hidden city that serves as a sanctuary for monsters. The bar is also where the story of many characters converges. Lots of mysterious happenings, quirky characters/fashion, lore, and worldbuilding.

The Mice Come Out at Night

Genre: supernatural, coming of age, contemporary fiction

Status: currently out of commission! But I will keep this up here for relevance + personal motivation

Overview: Takes place in Louisiana. Features a trans masc main character and his strained relationships due to his temper + desire to live a "normal" life. Except that's not what's gonna happen when he rents out a haunted house, oohohoho! 👻

#writing #writeblr #creative writing #fiction writing #my wip #wip intro #writeblr intro #writeblr community #hi again #introductory post #updated post #wip introduction #official writeblr intro

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faceless-mirror · 1 month

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Chapter 1: Strings That Bind

Ship: Hozier and Farren(ONBC)

Andrew and Farren have been traveling through the centuries. Andrew remembers each time, when each of their times together ended in horrible tragedy. Farren never remembers, but their hearts call to each other in every life time, even if it brings pain. Andrew is breaking now, just needing one happy ending where they don't die crushed to death- sacrificed to old gods- hunted for their love- or torn apart in battle.

All he wants is to have Farren and live in peace. Hopefully, the Gods will grant mercy at last for his past transgressions that led to this cycle.

Taglist: @rowanballard @likehipsters @darkcloverme @holy-shitposting

(If you'd like to be added or removed please let me know)

Red hair splayed out on the pillow behind his head as his eyes followed the moving red strings above him. Andrew had grown up with all his memories of his previous lives, whether it be a gift or a curse from the gods, it wasn’t clear. However, seeing all the red strings that connected others to their soulmates, platonic or otherwise, had remained the same in each of his lives. Laying in the bunk thinking about the past, he couldn’t help but sigh, touching his chest where the silver thread that came from his heart was. The thread was shimmery and soft under his fingertips, closing his eyes.

If someone is listening, let me find them again. Please… just one happy ending for us…

It was a silent wish. Pleading to the heavens, and to all the deities lost and found, earthy green eyes watering at the memory of how their lives were cut short previously. The blood, the horror, the confusion- wrapping around them tightly, holding them as tight as he could as they both perished trapped.

A soft breath left his lips as he lifted the thread, tugging on it lightly, hoping they would feel it… that they would know he was thinking of them even if they couldn’t see the strings as he did.

I’ll find you, no matter how long it takes.

He got out of the bunk, calmly, sitting up and moving to write words welling up with melodies. He knew sleep would not be visiting him for a few more hours, thoughts of them too heavy on his mind. As always, if he thought too hard about them, all the words he couldn’t wait to tell them, and all the past heartbreak would flood back. So much love for them flooded his mind and heart, filling him with desperate longing. Even if all his songs ended up being nothing close to love songs in lyrics, in some way they were his longing and wishes for it to work out.

No matter. This life would be different. It had to be.

Halfway across the country, Farren was just getting home, exhausted from work and everything in between. They slumped into their sofa, falling face first into the cushions, blue and black hair shimmering in the low light as they yelled into the plush cushion. They didn’t bother moving, getting up, after their scream was done, just laid quietly for a bit longer until they heard a voice.

“So… are you just gonna lay there and force me to sit on your head or are you going to move because I’m holding a hot bowl of ramen and I don’t feel like burning my hand any longer than i need to-” their roommate claimed, leaving the kitchen to walk to the sofa and coffee table. The threat had the desired effect, at least getting Farren to sit up.

Celia sat down setting her bowl down as she did, “Work that bad?” she asked, brushing back a strand of messy blonde hair, glancing at their exhausted roommate.

“Yes! How did these people make it to adulthood?” they demanded with a frustrated scream waving their hands for a moment before hiding their face in their hands.

“They made it by sheer dumb luck-” Celia answered calmly, taking a slurp from their still-too-hot bowl, nearly screaming as they tried to cool it down any way they could.

Farren smiled slightly, leaning their head back stormy eyes closing for a bit as they breathed. “I’m just tired of people being dumb…” they sighed, getting up to change out of their uniform, if it could be called that. It was a low-cut black shirt, and tight jeans that were nothing but discomfort. It worked well for the club but the clothes were the last thing they wanted when they were off work.

“Did they at least tip you?”

“Of course they did- Why wouldn’t the idiots tip the bartender with their tits out?” Farren called with a sigh, changing into something more comfortable, a breathable flannel and pajama shorts. They shot Celia a smile, going to the kitchen to grab a few cheese sticks. It wasn’t much but at least it was something.

Celia watched as they curled up in the corner, “Any chance you’re going to make it to the concert?”

“Doubtful.” they answered softly, “But that’s okay. I can’t justify spending that much on tickets.”

“You always say that- unless it's like some tiny band at a bar-”

“Hey. Fifteen dollars versus a hundred is a massive difference- and I get to be right against the stage- and hang with the band-” Farren countered, visibly offended at the statement, hand pressed to their chest in mock horror.

“Fine- Fine-! Good points… but still. He’s been your favorite for a long time and he’s finally touring again-”

Farren held up a hand to stop their companion’s ramblings that they had heard dozens of times through the month already. “I know. But… I can’t afford it. And I would have to spend almost four hundred dollars by now to get a single ticket- I’m fine without going.”

In all honesty, they would love to attend. But it felt wrong to attend, something keeping them from attending. Something rooting them in place. They didn’t know yet, but their gut had never once steered them wrong.

A few more hours passed, before they made their way to their room and opened their computer to check and see if any of their applications to bartend elsewhere had been taken. Or any of the artist positions had reached out. A few emails from clients, demanding their projects be done sooner- all the same it felt like. Nothing new. Sinking back into their computer chair they yawned covering their mouth to hide their yawn. There was a new job listing, asking for an artist for a mural at a concert venue. The same venue was looking for a bartender, to work specifically backstage. Taking a chance Farren applied, sending in their portfolio without much thought. It was like screaming into an endless void some days.

They had the next day off, they would be able to work on their art and get some things out before their next shift. Hopeful at the very least for that income, they closed their laptop, and turned into their bed, collapsing into a deep sleep filled with flashes of green and life, sunlight and hope.

A few flashes of a face but not much more, it had always been the same ever since they were small. Sometimes there would be fire, rage, pain, and terror. All their dreams seemed to line up and help them with their art so at the very least they were grateful for that.

#hozier fanfiction #hozier x onbc

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sinoplian · 5 months

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My favorite diseased people. They grew so MUCH since i first created them and they are my comfort characters(tail to tail with my favorite couple Lake and Paul<3 i miss yall).

I first created Gallahad(the bowl cut twink) in may of last year in the character creator of ds3, bcs i loved Micolash(from BB) so much i wanted my own sick evil litle man to bully. So I threw him in Lotric with la Décharge(another oc of mine) and it was very funny.

In september i made a weird dream I drew here , where I meet Gallahad near my art school and we were both like " :emoji eye: :emoji eye: I created you..." so we started a chase in the streets at night and we did weird things. And so I loved the idea of Gallahad meeting his creator/creation as an actual piece of his story. So in september I finally create a design for Bediveré(named as such by the great JAVAR, Suczalka on instagram) and now hell begins. AHAHAHAHAHAH

With the help of friends, shitposts, dreams, songs and some book I've consumed I crafted their story and it still keeps biggering everyday. Their story is a tragedy, a dramatic one, ridiculous but also a dive into the human condition, the industrialisation, art and death. Id lie if I say there is no message I want to convey through them, but the message is so very linked with an unique biased vision that it can not be taken as a verité. So there is no message for you, only for me to enjoy and fangirl over.

(art by Bug )

Oh and, because it breaks my brain that I randomly found these; face claims idk whatever but OUGH them in real life(yes i WILL redraw the scenes from Dream in the witch house from Guillermo del Toro with bev I WILL(bcs i telling you, this movie is insane, everything is so Bev, EVEN THE COLOR CHOICE, when I first saw it i and Swampzik shat our pants on how ACCURATE EVERYTHING WAS))

Sorry for the gigantic post but it feels good to write a LOT about them without text restriction

#original character #ocs #oc stuff #dark art #romanticism #romantic pestilence #oc rambling #gothic #victorian fantasy #blorbos #bbg #my bbg <3 #<33333

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tragedytells-tales · 2 years

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Hi! Could you write some headcanons for the brothers and maybe undateables, where the MC is a chaotic teenager who decides they need to be able to kick a demon's ass? Like one day they just go online and become a priest (you fill out a form and pay a fee, it's wild), and start annointing things. Random lesser demon gets peckish and tries to eat them? Holy water spray bottle. Somebody's talking smack? Crucifix. They just want to fight a demon for the sheer power play? They blessed a butter knife and it is far too effective a weapon. When they're mad at the brothers they hang a cross on the door, the whole nine yards. Found a bible somehow. (Srry for the long ask ;-;)

Tragedy sat at their desk with pen in hand when a book began to materialize itself in their hands.

They wheezed out a cackle while twirling the pen. "This is awesome! Your wish is my command!"

How Bad Can it Be?

Notes - GN!MC , Teen!MC, Hurt/comfort with a shitpost on the side, Feat. The brothers, The royals, purgatory hall, Gidorah, Candy, Luka, Unnamed classmates

Summary - I mean, you gotta do what ya gotta do to protect yourself in a world of demons! Who says you can't have fun along the way?

Warnings - strong language and minor injuries

Tw - none?

MC flinched and winced through their teeth. It didn't particularly hurt, but the cold water still wasn't particularly pleasant on their skin. Simeon silently apologized with his eyes and finished wrapping their cut. "There, all better."

Luke huffed, face burning red with anger, and plopped next to MC. "I still can't believe that demon had the nerve to attack you like that!" He grabbed MCs hand and continued grumbling even as he looked them over.

Simeon sighed with from his place in the bathroom, "I'll leave you to tending to them, I'm sure Diavolo has some interesting things to say about this as well." He placed the first aid kit away and strode over to the door. "You two be sure to text either me or Solomon if you need anything!"

MC crossed their arms and watched the wall, "You got it big sib." Simeon watched MCs downcast eyes go slightly dimmer and frowned. He made sure to lock the door and shot Luke a text before getting in the car with Solomon.

[ Simeon: Luke, try to cheer up MC please? They don't seem to be doing well. ] Read : 5:12

[ Luke: Of course! ] Read : 5:12

Luke placed his D.D.D on his nightstand and bound over to MC. They sat in silence for a few seconds before his expression shifted into a pout. "MC what's wrong, and don't try to lie to an angel!" MC chewed on their lip and huffed. They fell back onto the plush bed, "I don't know man, I guess I just find it stupid."

"Hm, find what stupid?"

MC crossed their arms, "How much I have to rely on you guys for things? Like come on, basic self defense should not be THAT hard." They grumbled with a furrowed brow. Luke let out a troubled sigh and thought for a second.

"Well," He grabbed MCs hand with his glowing ones ",although I don't mind you relying on me, I could bless you so you have a higher defense against demons!"

MC thanked him and sat up. They watched Lukes' magic blend with their skin with interest. "How does blessing me help with defense against demons by the way?" Luke smiled and began explaining while also trying to focus on the task at hand. "Well, it'll work with celestial magic or item! All you have to do is bless or annoint something with celestial magic or a celestial item! Then that thing, or person, will instantly become demon-proof!"

"Huh," MC hummed, a light bulb went off "any item?" Luke nodded and dusted the excess magic off his hands. "Yup! It just has to be some celestial related!"

A mischievous smirk grew on MCs face. They thought to themselves and chuckled.

"Interesting."

"'How to become a Christian in 1 quick form and 5 easy steps, includes a demon proof premium package below'... yeah, I'm not to sure this is a good idea."

MC rolled their eyes at Lukas hesitation. "How bad could it possibly be! Besides, who says it'll work?"

"I don't see anything wrong with it," Candy said as she leaned over to look at the computer screen, "I mean, ya gotta do whatcha gotta do! And if we're able to say things like 'pray' and drink diluted holy water, who's to say if those human world items will do anything?"

Gidorah just nodded from their place at MCs desk. "See!" MC said while gesturing over in Gidorahs direction "Even they agree and they're the group realist! Think of it as a really bad science experiment."

Luka grumbled something about MC quoting the lorax and shook his head. He rolled his eyes while shrugged. "Alright, go for it. But Lord Lucifer is probably going to find out eventually."

MC just waved off his warning while speeding through the website. Sure, it didn't seem the most legit but it did seem the most fun.

So, with all common sense aside and two very supportive and one probably right friend at their side. They selected their order date, entered Lucifers information, and ordered.

"Btw, do you think angels just get drunk off their asses on holy water all the time since it's not diluted there?" Candy questioned

"Ask Simeon," MC shrugged "He probably knows since it's five o'clock somewhere."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow at a notification for an order conformation. He debated actually investigating who could possibly be behind this before remembering Levi ranting about some new game that morning and shrugging it off.

So he wasn't exactly suprised when two packages showed up at the door the next day. He was, however, suprised by just how uncomfortable the second package made him. He knocked on Levis door only to take note of the anxious glace he shot at the second package as well.

Lucifer left Levi to his own devices and turned away from his door. He read the name on the second package and raised a brow. He carefully knocked on MCs door only to immediately enter right after. MC peaked their head out while upside down in their tree and waved.

Lucifer opened and closed his mouth with bewilderment before settling on, "why?" MC hopped down from their tree and shrugged, "Why not?"

He sighed and used two fingers to rub at his temples. He dismissed it as a topic for later and handed MC their package. MCs eyes beamed while they nearly snatched it out of his hands. He carefully watched their movements and asked "What exactly did you order MC?"

The teen just shrugged and gestured towards the box, "It's supplies for a science experiment!" Lucifer narrowed his eyes and leveled MC with a suspicious glare. "What kind of science experiment, MC."

MC raised an eyebrow at his tone and stared at him with their own challenging smile. "Nothing that you need to worry about. It's not even that dangerous!"

Lucifer kept up his glowering before he resigned. He closed his eyes and grumbled something about getting grounded under his breath. He took a deep inhale and stared down MC, who flashed him an innocent smile, and shook his head.

"Okay, just don't burn anything down this time."

"It was but a single plant."

"That burned down nonetheless. Now, I'm off to make dinner."

MC watched the demon walk off and waited for the door to be fully shut before glancing back at their package. They locked their door and sent a text warning the brothers that they might be late to dinner.

MC ungraciously ripped open the package and the first thing they pulled out was a really extravagant and heavy priest Halloween costume.

"...yeah, not wearing that."

They then took out and organized their arsenal of objects and nodded. Holy water and a spray bottle, a cross, a more detailed cross, a random butter knife, and a funky lookin bible.... fair enough.

"Hehe, it's go time."

So, MC can now say from experience that it is incredibly boring to wait while the old men discuss something. Was wondering off really the best solution for it? No. Not at all.

Although, many of the demons simply didn't pay MC any mind. And if they did then they grimaced in discomfort and scurried off, sometimes to a different side of the sidewalk. MC didn't know wether it was the holy water on their hip or the fact that anyone who got to close got their soul drilled into by three different pairs of eyes.

"But there's always that one asshole."

"Watch your mouth and respect your elders, human brat."

MC stood in a defensive stance. They thought about yelling out for Lucifer, Mammon, or Levi but the demon towering in front of them seemed pretty determined to not let that happen. Their eyes darted around rapidly for an escape only to find that it was no use. The built-like-a-brick dude could catch up to them in a matter of seconds. And aiming below the belt won't work, too short.

They felt their heart beat at 100bpm as increased adrenaline went unused. They shook out their limbs and prepared for a fight but-

"I'd suggest backing away."

"Too nice, hell, I order ya too you fuckin creep!"

"Imagine being so low that you attack a child for their soul. Pathetic."

- Oh yeah, they were here with three of the demon lords. The demon flinched back from MC, not enough space to escape, but it was space nonetheless. The demon directed their attention to their lords and laughed it off, "Me and the kid were just exchanging a few kind words is all! Nothin to be worried about my lords." The demon went for a pat on the back but MC flinched back.

MC attempted to match the demons glare, and yet, nothing could match the heat that it held. They turned their head to see where the brothers were and just as they thought.

They're too far to reach them in time if this goes sideways.

The argument quickly became drowned out by their heart racing in their ears. Of all the ways they could go out, they just had to run into the most boring one. MC frowned and tried to find some way out of this when the demons hand clamped onto their shoulder. Ironically, nearly at eye level... they had holy water.

"Well," MC said as they reached for their hip "It's now or never." The demon caught on a bit to late as MC whipped out the spray bottle and aimed it directly for the demons eyes.

"Yippe-ki-yay mother-sucker!"

"What the hell- SON OF A-"

"MC NOW!"

The demon let go of MC in favor of clawing at their eyes. They stumbled back a few feet and MC took their chance to dart for Mammon who immediately cradled them in his arms and checked them over while scolding them for wandering off.

In the living room of their home, when nerves were settled and the zoomies were finished, Lucifer took a quick look at MCs spray bottle. Mammon, who now refuses to let the kid go, eye'd it as well. "Oi gem, where'd ya get that spray bottle from anyway?"

Levi perked up from his place on the floor, "And why do you have holy water?" MC paused the game they were playing to look up. "Oh that?" They pointed to they slightly decorated spray bottle "I got it to help with self defense, why is it dangerous or something?"

"No." Lucifer answered "Although it is a surprisingly good weapon, it wouldn't function the same as holy water from the celestial realm." MC peaked over Mammons shoulder and tilted their head at Lucifer. "How so?"

Lucifer uncapped the spray bottle and dipped his finger in, It itched slightly through his glove but it didn't burn. "It wouldn't function as the human realm depicts it, For example we wouldn't melt or burst into flames. But it would cause a burning sensation and other side effects depending on how it's inflicted and where it's applied."

MC hummed in thought. They snapped their fingers and nodded, "so kinda like an over glorified pepper spray except holy?" Levi shrugged and shot a thumbs up, "Yeah basically."

"I don't see why they can't have it on em." Mammon said while fixing his position, "It makes for good defense, even if they don't have to worry about it with the great Mammon around!" He exclaimed while trapping MC in a bear hug. Lucifer chuckled to himself as MC shoved Mammon off the couch and onto Levi, which in turn caused the two to fight.

He re-capped the holy water in a more discreet bottle and slipped it into MCs backpack.

Maybe the extra protection was a good thing.

MCs leg was rapidly increasing in tapping speed, the whispering was extremely nerve grating. "It's all fun and games until I commit mass acts of violence and mayhem." They grumbled while side glaring the seat behind them. "I could just sock em for you." Candy suggested. "And get detention for no reason? I don't think so, sit down." Luka shot down.

"You've gotta admit though," Gidorah said while taking a seat next to MC ", The rumors areee getting annoying." MC turned to Gidorah and huffed "And increasingly exaggerated. This would be the 4th person I've had a crush on this week."

Candy bit into her lollipop while the three debated what to do about it. She leaned back in her seat and caught a glimpse of the cross in MCs bag. "Y'know," She said while pulling it out "You could just stick this in their back pocket and see what happens."

Luka shot the object a nasty grimace and even leaned away from it and Gidorah just raised a brow with a slow nod. "Yup, that would work." MC watched Candys' hand for any reaction and shrugged. "Hmm, sure that should be interesting payback!"

MC summoned a levitation spell and shifted the cross between seats, feet, and tables before planting it in the persons' jacket. They watched as a few of the demons around them shifted uncomfortably in their seats while others outwardly started growling. The demon looked at their friends incredulously before rolling their eyes and walking off to their class.

So, MC took note of multiple things that day. Number one, watching Barbatos struggle to go near his lord is slightly entertaining. Two, Watching both the demon and Diavolo squirm from separate things is also slightly entertaining.

Barbatos continued to discretely scan the demon even while holding his normal expression while Diavolo even started to laugh awkwardly and crossed his arms.

"So, what has been going on with you two?" Daivolo asked.

The demon scoffed and gestured vaguely towards MC, "I don't know, ask them." MC raised an eyebrow and chuckled at the demons demeanor. "This dude's been spreading rumors about me all week. Not that it's harmful, kinda, it's just been getting annoying." MC said as they shrugged.

"Yeesh, someone can't take a few jokes." The demon mumbled under their breath. Barbatos leveled the demon with a glare despite the smile on his face. "May I remind you that you are in an empty room and your wispers can be heard. I would also suggest you adjust your attitude in front of his highness."

Diavolo shook his head and stared down the demon with dissapointment. "Joke or not, harmful rumors about your fellow students will not be tolerated."

The demon gawked at Diavolo and stuttered with suprise for a second. "What?! B-but-" Daivolo leveled them with a stare which quickly shut the demon up. "Barbatos take them to detention, MC you're free to go back to class."

"M'kay."

The other demoned whined on their way out before Barbatos picked them up by their hoodie. He shoved his hand into their pocket and pulled out the cross that MC had kinda forgotten was there.

He opened a portal to the detention room and turned to question MC. "MC, why did you place a cross on them?" Diavolo looked at MC with amusement and shock.

"Bad science experiment," MC answered with a shrug "that and they decided to talk shit while right behind me, so I'd call that fair!"

Barbatos sighed and shook his head. He tossed the cross back to MC and warned them against bringing it on school grounds again. Diavolo continued to chuckle despite this and waved it off. "You know what, I'll allow it. Just don't do it again."

Barbatos looked at his lord incredulously, "though I rarely question your judgment, why?"

"It was funny!"

"See," MC said while they also giggled "Dia knows best!"

Barbatos smiled and sighed. "Okay MC."

"How did you manage to convince Lucifer to let you walk cerberus?"

"With adult supervision."

"Does Simeon truly count as adult supervision?"

"Solomon!"

Solomon chuckled lightly at Lukes outrage while Simeon mumbled something about Solomon counting even less. MC didn't respond as they were busy attempting to launch a ball into the sun for the sake of the cerb.

Solomon eventually decided to help them by making the ball into a Lazer pointer dot and pointing it in different directions.

Simeon bit into another cookie and took note of the wrapped up burn on MCs hand. "MC, what's the story behind this?" He questioned while turning MCs hand over in his own. "That is a very good question." Solomon added, sensing the slight hint of celestial magic coming off the burn.

MC turned away from the game of fetch and put their hand back in their lap. "Well, I may or may not have touched a blessed butter knife with some demonic magic and in turn, got my as-" they heard Luke giggle at some flowers "- my arse handed to me by a butter knife."

Simeon simply started worrying over MCs burn while Solomon was still pondering as to how the hell they got their butter knife blessed.

"Why did you have a blessed butter knife?" Asked Luke with a hint of disbelief. MC thought about it for a second, they actually had no idea. "Just thought It'd be fun. And it was."

Luke opened his mouth to respond only to become speechless. Solomon was running out of air by now and Simeon was ever so slightly concerned. "Well that and belphi decided I needed more protection, so bam, a knife." MC said before getting blasted by grass from cerberus lying down.

Simeon and Luke both went silent with concern. "Why-" "Well, does it work?" Solomon interrupted. Luke pouted and huffed at Solomon for interrupting him and MC just nodded, "Suprisingly well for a butter knife too!" Solomon smiled proudly and nodded along. "Butter knives are very formidable weapons."

Luke rolled his eyes as the two humans discussed the lethality of the butterknife and walked over to lay on a now sleeping cerberus. Solomon threw in the option of getting MC an actual knife only to immediately get shot down by Simeon. "You never let me have any fun, grrrrr." MC whined playfully.

They eventually got up and decided that they too shall lay on the sleeping cerb, taking a spot right next to Luke on a giant paw.

Simeon and Solomon exchanged serious glances and got to work on an actual weapon for MC.

They were going to question where the celestial decorated pen came from, but the ink was cool so they decided not to question it.

"MC, TAKE THE CROSS OFF OF THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW."

"GIVE ME BACK MY MNMS THEN YOU COWARDS!"

"I CAN'T, THERE'S A SALT CIRCLE AROUND THE DOOR."

"SUCKS TO SUCK PAL!"

"MC-"

Beelzebub watched Satan and MC yell at eachother through the door for a few more minutes before trying to play mediator. Belphi eventually decided to add fuel to the flames by pointing out that the MnMs got mixed with skittles, which MC was not pleased with.

Asmo sat a few feet away, chuckling at the sight of Satan being bullied by the resident child. Beel was the only one to question where MC got the cross from and only got shrugs in response.

"BE GONE EVIL SPIRIT!"

"THATS NOT EVEN THE RIGHT THING, WHAT-"

Belphi eventually got bored and decided to help his brother by knocking on a wall and asking MC if they wanted more MnMs. They sniffed dramatically and grumbled yes before dubbing him as their favorite.

Asmo groaned as Belphi flicked them off on his way through the portal for MnMs, "be back in a sec nerd!" "He's gonna be bragging about that for weeks." Asmo complained while striding towards MCs door.

"MC, darling?"

"Yeah?"

"This cross on your door is fugly as hell, my child!"

"WHAT- LEAVE MY DOOR ALONE!?"

"Absolutely not! Off it comes!"

Satan watched with great interest as Asmo simply yanked the cross off the door only to then replace it with a slightly more thematic one. "We can just touch crosses?"

Beel nodded and popped a piece of chocolate into his mouth. "Yeah," he answered "Only if it's from the human realm though. I wouldn't suggest touching one from the celestial realm."

"I'm back with the goods."

Belphi announced his presence and knocked on the door. "What kind of goods?" MC questioned. Belphi rolled his eyes and read the label of the demonfide MnMs, "uhhh, a mix of dark chocolate, dark chocolate with mint, milk chocolate, and milk chocolate with caramel."

A vacuum rang out around the hallway and the brothers watched the salt dissapear beneath the door and into the void. A smiling MC is their first sight when the door finally opens, well that and a pillow fort with some MnMs in it.

"Wait" Satan starts as he looks around the decorated room "so all of that was-" "just to give me time to decorate for little sibling night? Absolutely."

Satan chuckles and flashes MCs a proud and disbelieving smile. "You're going to have to up your game Satan!" Asmo remarked as he made himself comfortable on one of the pillows. MC took their MnMs and placed themself on a bean bag with Belphi and Beel.

"Fine, you win this time kit."

"I always do!"

A few minutes later, and a couple songs from Turning Red, Beel actually did ask MC where they got the crosses from.

They simply shrugged and told them of their adventures these last few days. Satan said that the science experiment wasn't half bad and Asmo even questioned the blessed butterknife. Although Beel wasn't too happy about the whole getting attacked and bullied thing, Belphi made sure to reassure him that MC turned out fine in the end. It didn't exactly work, but it's the thought that counts!

- - - - - - - - - - -

( Here comes the boy! )

[ Luke: wait so, this entire week you've been using celestial realm items from the human against demons just to see what would happen? ] Read : 7:23

[ MC: Yeah, pretty much! ] Read : 7:24

[ Luke: So then, what happened? ] Read : 7:24

[ MC: you'd be surprised, it wasn't actually that bad! ] Read : 7:25

[ . . . 🖊 ]

Bonus:

( Me n the Lads )

[ Lucifer: Alright, who did it. ] Read 6 : 3:12

[ Lucifer: Who glued the Bible to my desk. ] Read 6 : 3:12

[ Mammon: * sticker sent * ] Read 6 : 3:13

[ Leviathan: lol get rekt ] Read 6 : 3:14

[ Asmodeus: Can't you just take it off? ] Read 6 : 3:15

[ Lucifer: No. It's weakly blessed and has a protective spell in it. ] Read 6 : 3:16

[ Leviathan: There's currently only one person in the house with a Bible! ] Read 6 : 3:16

[ Beelzebub: MC? ] Read 6 : 3:17

[ MC: nope! I glued that one to the Demoneus cabinet! ] Read 6 : 3:18

[ Mammon: That was you?! ] Read 6 : 3:18

[ MC: Yes. Yes it was. ] Read 6 : 3:18

[ Lucifer: we'll discuss that later. Either someone step up or your all punished. ] Read 6 : 3:19

[ Leviathan: two of us have been real quiet, just sayin ] Read 8 : 3:20

[ Satan: Shut up Levi! ] Read 8 : 3:20

[ Belphegor: snitch. ] Read 8 : 3:20

[ Lucifer: You two. My office. now. ] Read 8 : 3:21

[ Satan: grrrrr ] Read 8 : 3:21

[ Belphegor: Fineeeee ] Read 8 : 3:22

[ Leviathan: * sticker sent * ] Read 8 : 3:22

[ MC: Hey Levi, didn't you recently learn protection spells for Satan in exchange for a favor you owed? ] Read 8 : 3:24

[ Mammon: Oh shit! ] Read 8 : 3:24

[ Lucifer: Leviiiiiii? ] Read 8 : 3:25

[ Leviathan: uh oh.... ] Read 8 : 3:26

[ Beelzebub: I think I just heard screaming... ] Read 5 : 3:29

[ MC: meh, he loves his brothers. How bad could it be? ] Read 5 : 3:32

AN - I decided to make it a fic-let instead for the sake of the flow so I hope you don't mind! I hope you enjoy this just as much as I enjoyed writing it! It was a really interesting concept!

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babacontainsmultitudes · 5 months

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15 Questions for 15 People

@locke-n-k3y thanks for the tag :] ah hm tbh I feel like my answers for these might be a bit boring but let's see...

1. Are you named after anyone?

Yes! (Referring to my legal name- which I still use), I was named after a character from the soap opera "General Hospital" haha.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Last week lol- which was... The first time in a couple months? It was nice but not enough.

3. Do you have kids?

Absolutely not. Never lol.

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

Never did any sports outside of gym class! Not formally, anyways. I do workout (mostly strength/weight training) fairly regularly... But I don't think that really counts here lol. :0 Been thinking a lot lately about picking up boxing.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Yup! irl I often go for a sort of deadpan delivery of my sarcasm- what I've learned from other people is that I'm a little too good at that (I sometimes say very ridiculous things very convincingly). I won't usually specify unprompted that I'm being sarcastic, but you're always welcome to ask. Not as sarcastic online in general, however.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Irl? Hmm. Hard to say. Maybe: eyes, voice, posture.

Online? Typing/texting style I suppose!

7. What's you're eye color?

Dark brown 👁

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Not mutually exclusive lol. But, happy endings. I don't "dislike" tragedies but I'm not actively drawn to them either.

9. Any talents?

HM. I mean obviously I have things I'm good at but I'm never quite sure what differentiates a "talent" from a "skill". I suppose a lot of friends have said something to the effect of me being "good at reading minds" haha- also "good at explaining things" which is debatable but sweet lol.

10. Where were you born?

Halifax! Which I feel fine saying cause I haven't lived there for a long time lol. A foggy fishing city that I miss even now.

11. What are your hobbies?

I guess a large chunk of what I do on this blog counts as hobbies? Writing (whether it's fiction or analysis or shitposts), drawing, audio clipping and editing apparently (though much of that I just keep to myself- same for drawing tbh). :] I've also gotten into making iron-on patches. Tabletop and video games for sure but... Neither as much as I'd like these days. I tend to collect a lot of things as well- most notably coins.

12. Do you have any pets?

I've had MANY pets of many different species- but currently just my cat Bok! I do tend to take care of my older sister's bunny a lot too though.

13. How tall are you?

5'4, which all my 6'0 friends love teasing me over 😒. I've been told that I "seem taller from the way [I] carry myself", however. (Despite everything, I'm actually fine with my height!)

14. Favorite subject in school?

When I was completing my bachelor's (in computer science) I was particularly drawn to graphics-related stuff! In highschool my fave was definitely drama haha (gee I miss it tbh).

15. What is your dream job?

I HAVE NO IDEA no idea and that's kind of my issue rn tbh. Plenty of things that seem interesting, but I don't think I'm the kind of person who could have the same job for my whole life, no matter how perfect it is. I'll presumably end up in something programming-related eventually, though it's not what I'm looking for now. OH OKAY ACTUALLY dream job? Probably doing video essays (or possibly let's plays) on Youtube haha.

15 PEOPLE IS A LOT OF PEOPLE TO TAG AND I ALWAYS FEEL SO SHY TAGGING PEOPLE IN GAMES and I have no idea who's been tagged already ahaha UM NO PRESSURE WHATSOEVER!!! @llumimoon @happi-tree @kaseyskat @abeinginsand @nolassolace @goldturnedgray @swiffin @insomaniiiac @meiwks @calamity-unlocked @coolfire333 @supremely-unsupervised @b1gwings @giraffeskull There! 15! Tried to get a few new people in there lol. But fr no stress!

#tag games #Thanks again for the tag locke!

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transmasc-wizard · 8 months

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me stuff: name is Beck, pronouns he/it, MINOR, writer, artist, enjoyer of horror and fantasy, leftist, autistic + other stuff, white, not from the USA 👍

blog stuff: mostly writblr content and shitposts, with some personal insanity + goofing around + disabilityposting + art. will give writing advice if asked (including things like writing autism). will participate in STS, Blorbo Blursday, and WBW (or at least try to!).

writes about: fantasy, horror, queer people, disability + mental illness, monstrosity as a metaphor, tragedy + catharsis, grief, hope. currently rotating projects too much to link a main or two, but i hopefully will have one soon.

will block: nsfw/18+ blogs, anti-BLM, radfems/TERFs, other bigots, shipping discourse heavy blogs, queer exclusionists, tags my posts q slur, harry potter blog, ignores bigotry in the writblr community bc "we should all just get along".

other blogs: @/tobias-fell (books), @/trans-michael-shelley (fandom), @/chronic-coolness (disability) @/faggotriot (alt/punk/goth, run with my friends lychniscitrus, cnnamonrolls, and abouttogetshellshocked).

wip links to be added

#pinned post #yeas I'm redoing this again #beckonings

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