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apparentlyaswarmofbees · 3 years

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Deaf MC vs Devildom

A HUGE thanks to @jaywalk-on-me for reaching out to me about this subject. I really hope I have given this it some justice.

Also, to avoid some of the controversies inside the Deaf Culture: I will not be referencing cochlear implants.

And a note for my fellow hearing people, there is definetelly not much difference between us and deaf/hard of hearing people, in fact, after reading about it, I can hardly consider it a disability seeing it can actually allow them to percieve the world in a much different way from ours and would not have any problems in their life if only us, hearing peers, were cooperative and understanding. Everything we need to do is literally minor details and does not hinder our own lifes in the slightest, in fact, it can even help us too! An example is captioning, there is literally nothing to lose, and honestly, even I put captioning on movies of my mother lenguage because sometimes I just can't understand what is being said and captions really help me with that and enjoy whatever I am watching to the fullest! So let's be more understanding. We are all humans, and can all learn from each other's perspective.

And as always

Warning: Uncensored swearing lol, and reference to lesson 16

Lucifer

Ah, yes, he knew about it, was in your files, nailed it, he learned your local sign lenguage, all good.

Except his expressions are so damn stiff.

He signs a 'Welcome to The Devildom' and I kid you not, you will not be able to tell if he is trying to be welcomingly polite (and failing miserably) or threatening you.

It was definetelly both

He gets better at it-

Perks if you like classic music though, because you will be able to give him a whole different way of enjoying it.

He won't force you to speak if you choose not to, but he sure will never stop being delighted to hear your voice if you do.

It still baffles him how observant you are, may start trusting you to find details he missed on certain things.

Mammon

He definetelly forgot everything he learned on sign lenguage the moment he stepped out of the tutoring Lucifer made him and all his brothers, except for Levi and Satan, go through.

Yes he will mistake around 5 signs per day on the first week of your arrival in the Devildom.

And he will often forget that you most likelly cannot hear him (if his voice frequency doesn't match your hearing that is) and go off blabbing without signing and then just go "oi why ya ignoring me" and he definetelly is this close 👌to being wacked with the closest thing at range.

Again, he gets better too.

In fact, once he warms up to you (and that's like, real fucking fast) he will make so much effort to get things right, and he always pays attention to have captions in movie nights even without you asking??

He tries lip reading once when you told him it's not easy and, I will let it to your imagination what on hell he managed to lip read.

Leviathan

As mentioned above, he didn't need the tutoring. Why? Guess what, he already knew at least a few sign lenguages, all because of the many animes, games and shows he has watched portray it, even though the ammount of representation is small.(btw I recomend DARK, there is a deaf&mute character and oh boi she's awesome, it's on netflix)

So he definetelly had no problem communicating with you, in fact, he was almost relieved.

He doesn't need to speak verbally?? He basically would rather spoon his eyes out than talk on the phone so on drug levels texting instead is like heroin????

And oh lord you NEED to invite him to the music festivals on the human world catered towards deaf and hard of hearing people, be will LOVE it.

A little bit of downside though, some of his expression changes are very subtle, but as he spends more time with you, he will start incorporating character voices into expressions and body lenguage instead, and you bet he enjoys doing it.

He will definetelly make music just for you. You only hear high frequencies? Or maybe only low frequencies? Or just nothing at all but you enjoy the rythmic vibrations? He definetelly has spend an entire night making a full fucking album just for you.

Satan

Seriously, he knows so many sign lenguages it actually made his way of signing pretty unique!

Another fake ass who will give you gentlemany smiles at first. He may be a way lot more smoother than Lucifer but you bet his fake ass is not passing your vibe check, not with the way his eyes just feel a little bit not right.

Another one who gets better though.

It's kind of nice how he grows so used to signing while speaking that his hands often give off a sign or two even when he is speaking to hearing people.

He will definetelly roast quite a few half assed interpreters.

Also he may or may not have gotten a new obssession after you two watched a few silent movies together??

Asmodeus

Oh boy this one needs to chill out a bit.

If you can't interpret signs when done too fast then good luck because his hands will literally be able to spell a full fucking paragraph in 20 seconds.

And oh how he explores your other senses.

Definetelly goes to you first to judge how he looks.

Also he is the best option to keep yourself informed?? I mean, it's also something he can relate with, it doesn't matter if someone killed somebody or just broke their nail, he needs to know about it.

He may be a bit disappointed if you don't speak but he gets over it quickly.

Will ruin many people's carreer if they so much as refuse to attent to you just because you're deaf. There's just nothing wrong with it??? Stop being so petty!

He is now your biggest distraction in mid class and you will definetelly end each day carrying at least 10 paper notes in which he will try to speak with you. They definetelly smell like whatever he smells like at the time. And are definetelly written in colored pen. With glitter. And there are hearts. And possibly a kiss mark-

Beelzebub

Big boy definetelly has two types of sign lenguage he uses, and if literally depends if he is eating and what he is eating.

Normally he is just, normal lol. Since he is pretty much quite a bit of an amateur at it he will make use of speech filters a lot when he needs to remember certain signs.

If he's holding something big like a sandwich he will either just gulf it all in to have both hands free or try to make a simplified version with one hand. I'll admit the first scenario is quite amusing.

Yes some of the first questions he asks is how to spells certain foods.

And yes you bet you won't be able to know all of them because Devildom food is definetelly something.

Oh and get ready for a bit of chaos if anyone refuses your order because you're deaf.

Please tell him to flap his wings and proceed lay on him or hug him. The vibrations will be very much close to one of those massage chairs.

Belphegor

Oh boy.

First off, he did NOT know about you being deaf because thanks Lucifer.

You guys definetelly spoke in a lot of exchanged notes under his attic door.

He keeps them all hidden somewhere but he will never admit it.

If you're willing to teach him at least how to say 'hi', 'good night' or things like that, he will appear to not be very interested but once the entire lesson 16 fiasco happens they're definetelly the only signs he knows about for some reason when he finally gets tutored.

Still texts you instead.

Even in the same room.

That's what you get from the avatar of sloth I guess-

He does sign a few remarks at you per example commenting on how the new hairstyle Asmo decided to make made his bangs look like a poop behind his back.

Also this:

(The picture above actually happened and was translated to english from my mother lenguage)

#i literally spend DAYS brainstorming this #and then I searched for any other headcanons anyone else has made on deaf people on other fandoms and BOOM #I N S P I R A T I O N #obey me #obey me!#obey me! shall we date?#obey me satan #obey me leviathan #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me belphegor #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #sanaulgi this one is for u #707 #707 mystic messenger #lolololololol

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ponticle · 7 years

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Day 2: Seminar, Day 2, Afternoon [Anderstair 9 Day Challenge]

[Masterpost]

[Read it on Ao3]

Chapter Summary: Alistair invites Anders to lunch. Anders deals with his feelings. Rated T: very light angst (for me), but plenty of jokes.

Seminar, Day 2: Afternoon

“Hey, we’re about to get lunch,” says Alistair.

He called me on the phone. I was so shocked I almost didn’t pick it up. Texting is one thing—anyone with half a mind to cheat can do that—but calling is entirely another.

“Okay…” I mumble. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say.

“Do you want to meet us?” he asks.

“Oh… Where are you?”

“Just around the corner at a Mediterranean place,” says Alistair. He laughs and whispers ‘stop it’ to someone in the background.

“What?” I ask.

“Sorry… Dorian’s being an idiot…” he laughs again, “Should I save you a seat?”

“Yeah… I’ll be there in a minute.”

I hang up. I am trying not to think of myself as the center of the universe, but I really think Dorian was harassing Alistair about me and I don’t like that feeling.

I walk outside and marvel at how nice the weather is. It’s January—back in Boston it’s probably six degrees and snowing. In Los Angeles it’s sunny and 70. I could get used to this…

Just a block away, I find the place. Alistair and Dorian are sitting with a couple other guys I don’t know at a table near the window—one is tall and thin, the other short and broad. Before I go inside, I notice my reflection in the window—I look really good: like someone I don’t know, but want to.

Go get ‘em, Andy.

“Hey,” says Alistair when he sees me. He stands up and pulls a chair back from the table for me. It’s on his right.

“Hi,” I sit without touching him, even though I want to kiss him or at least touch a visible piece of his chest. He’s wearing a dark purple, deep-V-neck shirt and his skin looks delicious in this Californian light.

“This is the student I was telling you about,” he says to the two men I don’t know at the table.

‘The student’? Is that what I am to him?

They nod gently and reach across to shake my hand in turn. They’re both orthopedic surgeons. They practice in a group out in Oregon—it sounds very earthy-crunchy for surgery. I like it.

“So what made you want to come out here so early in your career?” asks the taller one.

I realize he’s putting me on the spot a little, but I’m okay with it. I may not be confident about my relationships, but I’m very confident about what I do—I’m an excellent student.

“Actually, I’m part of a faculty-student alliance group,” I explain. “We’re working on spinal rehabilitation research… and I used to be a trainer before… so they selected me to attend the conference.”

They both look impressed—tall and short—but not as impressed as Alistair does. He looks like he’s never been so proud. The horrifying thing is, I remember that expression. It’s because of that expression that I ever thought I could go back to school in the first place.

I smile at him subtly to let him know I saw. I’m not sure if he’ll know what it means, but he blinks a few times. I think it’s acknowledgment.

On the sidewalk, Dorian takes the tall and the short back to the hotel by way of a historic park—they’ve never been here before, but he has. I haven’t been here before either, but I don’t care about seeing anything as much as I care about walking down that street next to Alistair.

As we’re waving goodbye to Dorian, Alistair leans toward me like he’s about to grab my hand. For a second, I freak out, but nothing happens. We’re side by side, chatting idly a minute later.

“You did great with those guys—they’re sort of asshole-ish,” jokes Alistair.

“I got that impression, but I wasn’t going to say anything,” I smirk.

He nods. “Yeah… you know how surgeons are…” he laughs, “I think they wanted to trip you up… but you handled yourself expertly.”

I blush.

“I’ve got to go to another meeting now… so... I guess I’ll see you later?” he asks.

I’m trying not to frown. “Yeah… See you.”

We go our separate ways in the lobby and he doesn’t look back.

Hawke: what are you doing now?

Anders: trying not to fall apart

Hawke: besides that… are you with him right now?

Anders: no… he had a meeting after lunch

I pause. I’m not sure how much I should say, but I eventually decide to blab everything.

Anders: I’m still freaked out that Dorian is here...

Hawke: why?

Anders: because he probably thinks I’m incredibly lame and desperate—throwing myself at Al like this.

Hawke: Did he say something?

Anders: no…

Hawke: did he do anything to give them impression that he’s scandalized?

Anders: well… no… He barely even batted an eye when he saw me. And Al has been all over me—he almost held my hand earlier today.

Hawke: how do you ‘almost’ hold someone’s hand?

Anders: I don’t know… it was an implication of hand holding.

Hawke: That’s not a thing.

Anders: you're not helping.

Hawke: give me something to go on and I'll help!

I drop my phone into my bag and take off toward another session. There isn't anything to do now but focus on my classes and try to forget that Alistair is here. I doubt he'll call me later. He was probably just being polite.

I get settled into the next lecture and make friends with my new desk mate. She’s an intern at Washington University Hospital. She’s hoping to meet some contacts this weekend that can help her decide where to apply for her residency. She’s very nice and seems intelligent. I’m happy we’re desk-friends.

The lecturer begins and I go to put my phone away, when I notice that I have a series of unread texts. I assume they’re from the group. I open the notifications below the edge of the desk and almost gasp.

Alistair: so I was just talking to a friend of mine… he says there is an awesome sushi place down the street.

Alistair: [pin drop]

Alistair: want me to make reservations?

(several minutes)

Alistair: you’re probably paying attention like a good student…

Alistair: I’m just going to make the reservation. If we need to, we can cancel it.

Alistair: [opentable confirmation]

Anders: Hi. You’re efficient.

Alistair: that’s me. So do you want to go?

Anders: I’m game.

Alistair: :)

Alistair: what should we wear?

I squint at my phone. I don’t know what he means.

Anders: is it fancy?

Alistair: I don’t know… I think a little.

Anders: well, I don’t really have anything with me—I wasn’t planning on doing anything but sessions and studying all weekend.

Alistair: you can borrow whatever you want from me.

We aren’t exactly the same size, but I love wearing his clothes—loved.

Alistair: just come by my room when you’re done with that session and we can get you sorted out. It’s 2021.

Anders: okay.

My palms are sweating all over the casing of my phone. This is terrible. I switch over to the group text, despite a suspicious look from my desk friend. She probably thinks I’m a terrible student.

Anders: I’m in so deep.

Isabela: that’s hot.

Merrill: I don’t get it.

A minute passes; I laugh silently to myself like an idiot.

Merrill: nevermind. Hawke just explained it. You’re terrible, Bel.

Anders: I want to ask him what this is all about—where this is heading—but I’m afraid that will make it stop.

Hawke: it might

Anders: thanks… That’s just the encouragement I needed.

Fenris: well, someone needed to say it. You’re going to have to be straight with him.

Anders: I’d rather be bi with him.

Hawke: nice one.

Fenris: lol, you know what I mean.

Anders: we’re having dinner tonight. Maybe I can talk to him before we leave.

Hawke: you’re having dinner?

Anders: yeah…

Hawke: like… a date?

I blush. Yeah, I guess it is like a date.

Hawke: why would he be taking you on a date if he’s married?

I like that word—if.

Anders: I don’t know—but guys, I think I love him.

Hawke: what??!

Anders: I know it sounds ridiculous… but I am crazy about him. I don’t think I ever stopped loving him for a minute.

Merrill: wow.

Isabela: do you wish you never broke up?

Anders: No… not really… Breaking up was necessary at the time—I needed to go through this to figure out who I was… to find my bravery… to become a better person… but now...

Fenris: if that’s how you feel, you need to tell him that.

I know he’s right, but the prospect of being that transparent terrifies me.

Anders: thanks guys. I’ll let you know what happens.

#anderstair #anders x alistair #9 day challenge #day 2 #dorian pavus #anders #alistair #hawke #group text

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