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astaroth1357 · 4 months
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Flipping the Script: Leviathan Meet-Cute (Human World AU)
So what if you met the demon boys in the human world instead? You’re not magic. You’re not special. You’re an average little human that came crashing into some demons one day. Good luck!
Contents: Pretty new format for me, second person (you), forgive any wonkiness
Part One (You are here), Part Two, Part Three (Coming Soon...)
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You’re a hardcore otaku influencer with a niche in creating and sharing cosplay. You’ve befriended a lot of other enthusiasts pursuing your passions, but there was one guy that you met at a recent convention that stood out from all of the rest.
The Seven Lords was just having yet another milestone anniversary, so several friends in your circle all decided to get together and do a group cosplay for the fans, you all were even offered space for a panel and locations for meet-and-greets! Your whole fanbase was ecstatic, and so were you, but there was just one problem…
The friend that agreed to be your Third Lord backed out at the last minute! His baggage was totally lost on the flight there and suddenly your whole group was without a member to complete the set. Though you knew it wasn’t a huge deal, you hated to disappoint your fans who were looking for a full group photo-op…
But then you saw this guy waiting around your hotel lobby-
“I can't believe Wess had to cancel on us…!” You thought to yourself while tapping your foot furiously against the hotel's linoleum floor. You were waiting for check-in last night when your collaborator sent his text to everyone, and your team still hadn’t found a suitable replacement… How could you guys have a TSL photo event without a Lord of Shadows?? Especially when you're the one dressed as Henry! What self-respecting group TSL cosplay doesn’t have those two together?? They're the closest pair in the show! The Sun and Shadow shippers were going to start a riot…
You were all still double-checking your gear and supplies down in the lobby. Months of work had gone into planning and prepping for this event… Your friends were trying to calm you down as best as they could, but your nerves weren’t on your side… You hated letting down your fans, even if it was entirely out of your control. But without a replacement, what exactly could you do? Just as you were about to throw in the towel and get dressed, a bunch of shouting from the hallway entrance caught your attention.
“Why the hell am I stuck carryin’ all your crap, huh Levi?! Ya got two working hands!”
“Because this outfit is heavy, Mam-er-Malcom! I need help, or else I'll get sweaty and gross!”
“You're already gross, so what's it matter?”
“Shut up, scumbag!!”
'Yeesh, what a loud pair...' You turned to look their way with a visible frown to show your annoyance only for your jaw hit the floor. Two men walked out of the hall and into the lobby, one being a dark-skinned male with the whitest hair you'd ever seen, and the other… Sweet kami-sama above, the other guy…!!
He. Was. Perfect!! The dark, shadowy armor, constructed fron what you could only guess was EVA foam and faux furs, combined with his violet hair made him look like the spitting image of the Third Lord! It was almost like the character himself had climbed off the page!! You had to cover your mouth to contain an audible gasp of shock while glancing at the others in your team. Only a few of your friends had noticed the man's arrival, but those who had all shot you back the same kind of look, “Go get that guy. NOW!” Who were you to refuse?
The god-tier Third Lord cosplayer was still arguing with his companion when you first made your approach, allowing you to sneak up pretty close without getting noticed. By the time you were in speaking distance, you were already marveling at the craftsmanship of his cosplay up close. The foam pieces looked flawlessly metallic and there were no patches of hot glue mishaps, frayed stitching, or painting mistakes. It was truly something else!
“Hey, what'cha gawkin’ at??”
The white-haired male caught you red-handed, leading the cosplayer in his company to turn in your direction. Though, amusingly, the moment your eyes met he seemed just as star struck as you were. You wasted no time thrusting your hand out towards him with your most “camera-winning” smile.
“Hi! Uhm, I’m Y/n L/n and I'm-"
“-the most popular cosplay model on Instagram, three-time champion of the WCS competitions, and the host of the ‘TSL Today’ fan podcast-!”
You froze from surprise as the cosplayer slapped his mouth shut with his own hand in a bid to stop rambling. His cheeks instantly tinged pink as he must have realized that he was spitting your own resume at you in excitement. It was hard not to feel a bit flattered at the sudden eruption of joy, so you smiled back more genuinely.
“That’s right! You've heard of me?”
You waited for his response with a patient, maybe even endeared, gaze. Seeing that you weren’t immediately weirded out by his hyped babbling, he uncovered his mouth to respond shyly.
“Y-yeah, of course I do…! I uh… came here to see your meet-and-greet today…”
He winced, face getting hotter, and looked like he wanted to double over from embarrassment, but honestly, you couldn’t have been happier. A creator of THIS caliber was one of YOUR fans?? Talk about a “diamond in the rough” moment!
“Really? That’s awesome!! Because I couldn’t help but notice that cosplay you're wearing… Did you make it yourself?”
How his face recalibrated from flustered to ecstatic in just a few seconds could have made your heart melt. After he confirmed that his cosplay was his own handiwork you began to gush about the design, asking rapid-fire questions about the materials he bought, what patterns he found, and his different sewing techniques. You both were so caught up in each other's passion that you hardly even registered the other guy standing next to him until he finally cleared his throat insistently.
“Yo Levi… This crap’s gettin’ heavy. Are we going or what?”
The cosplayer, who you guessed was Levi, turned to the man reluctantly, which sent a surge of panic through you as you still hadn’t asked him to stay.
“Wait!!”
Both men flinched a bit at your sudden exclamation, making your cheeks flush with color, but you pressed on regardless,
“Um, Levi right? My team and I could use your help… Our Third Lord just dropped out on us today because of baggage troubles and we really need a replacement for the shoot. Your outfit is fantastic! Do you think that you could step into the role for us? I have early access badges to the vendors room, so we can take a look together if that uh… if that…? Um. Levi...?”
The man in front of you looked like he was moments away from breaking down in tears, but somehow holding them back through sheer force of will… and his closed eyelids making a decent dam.
“H-hold on… I think I need to pinch myself because this can’t be happening. Is this actually happening?”
His voice wobbled while the man next to him, Malcolm(?), rolled his eyes behind his gold-tinted glasses.
“Hey, that doesn’t answer their questions, ya know?” He elbowed Levi while looking at you with a serious expression, “Are ya willin’ to take him AND his stuff with ya?”
“Of course! It’s important to have everything while yo-”
“Great. You can have’em.”
You were taken aback just a bit by the speed of his response, but not as much as Levi because he quickly leapt back into the conscious world in a panic!
“Wha-wh-Whaah?? You can’t just answer for me!!”
Malcolm shrugged his shoulders, letting several bags he had on slide to the ground but cushioning the fall a bit with his foot.
“Why not? It’s clear ya wanna go with them. Unless you wanna leave them hangin'…”
“N-No!! I mean, yes! No-er UGH!”
You watched Levi cover his face in frustration feeling a twinge of sympathy. Does he get tongue-tied like this often? After a few seconds to compose himself, he finally straightened up to give his true response.
“Y-yes, I want to go with you…! Being able to help one of your online idols is like a dream come true for any fan! What can I do to help?”
You could feel your smile grow twice as wide from the combination of relief and gratitude. Maybe the shoot would go alright after all…
“Give me your hand.”
Levi stuttered watching you reach your hand out towards his, using your other one to pull out a black marker that you always kept on your person for fans. His skin was soft, but strangely cold, when he rested his knuckles into your upturned palm. The icy jolt even made you jump a bit. Holy crap, was he cold-blooded or something?? When he flashed you a concerned glance, you quickly recovered uncapped the marker between your fingers. With years of built up practice, you ran the black ink over his pale skin, but instead of a signature, you left one of your burner numbers that you used for interacting with collaborators.
“Here. We still need a bit of time to get ready, but that shouldn’t stop you from enjoying the con. Text me your name and I'll send you back where to meet up once we're ready to go.”
Levi was staring at the black marks on his hand like you'd just handed him a key item in a video game when one of your team shouted back from behind you.
“Y/n! Why aren’t you dressed yet?? We gotta go!”
“Shit, I’m coming!” You turned to head back, but you spared just a second to smile at Levi over your shoulder. “Thank you so much, Levi, you're going to be a huge help! Don't forget to text.”
“I won’t!”
Levi's promise made you grin lift even higher. With a wink and a wave, you made your way back to the others with a brand new pep in your step. Mission, saved!!
Meanwhile…
“… Did ya seriously just score a number in that getup?”
“I swear, I’ll never wash this hand again...!!”
“Fuck's sake, Levi, stop being so gross! At least put it in your phone before your sweaty palms wipe it off!”
“Gah, you're right!!”
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ququoquaw · 4 months
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mobile games would be so good if they didnt try to get u addicted to them
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zephyrchama · 1 month
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Hi!! I love your hc’s , can I request how the brothers would react to a s/o from who’s deathly afraid of wasps , like phobia strength fear . (It’s spring where I am and I have a phobia of wasps so i really want comfort stuffs lol)
Thank you! I've been wanting to write something bug-related, hope I don't disappoint too much! If there's not enough fluff or comfort, I'll try to come up with something else. I wound up writing how they'd handle the situation.
(little scary note: Devildom wasps are probably awful monstrosities, maybe even bigger than human realm ones. They could have all kinds of RPG monster-style wasps in addition to the “normal” sized ones that humans are familiar with (yet have some crazy venom).)
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Lucifer revels in being the first person you go to when you feel afraid. He doesn’t quite get why it’s such a big emergency, and he doesn’t like the chore of having to stop what he’s doing just to take care of a common pest, but there’s a warmth in knowing you come straight to him when you're scared. At first he would tell you to go ask someone else. Or, couldn’t you chase it off yourself with magic? He knows that surely you’re more than capable. He has better things to do than deal with a wasp. But with enough begging, he’d give in. Especially if you bury yourself under his coat. He can feel you trembling. Grasping his shirt in your fingertips and shakily asking “Lucifer, please?” will usually do the trick. He takes his coat off and drapes it over your head so you don’t have to watch while he takes care of things. Typically, it only takes seconds to erase all traces of the wasp’s existence. It takes far longer for you to convince Lucifer to help than it does for him to actually help. As the problem persisted and the weather got warmer, Lucifer started insisting you wear bug repellant to keep the problem at bay. He stops you in the morning to make sure you’re wearing it. If you come to him later in the day with a wasp-related issue, he’ll hold you back and personally make sure every inch from head to toe is coated before you leave. "I can't have any pests approaching you when I'm not around," he explains.
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Mammon loves when you rely on him. He has no trouble getting rid of a pesky bug or two. The first time it happened, he panicked. His human was crying and shaking and could hardly speak - the human he’s supposed to be in charge of. If anything happened to you, he’d be in a world of trouble. “What? What happened, huh?” he asked, grabbing your shoulders. He couldn’t understand unless you told him. “Help,” you whimpered, pointing where you had been standing moments before. “What?” The only thing there now was a buzzing wasp, flitting to and fro. “That thing?” You nodded and the relief that washed over him was immense. He almost laughed. “Man, don’t scare me like that! C’mon, the Great Mammon’ll take care of it for you.” Now, he’ll ask for rewards. Nothing big, but just enough to motivate him and keep you from taking advantage of him. He can’t let you find out that your tears are his weakness, after all. Mammon makes a big show of playing the hero, saying “get behind me” and pulling you in close. He’ll wrap an arm over you, guiding your head into his side while firing off a spell with a “bang!” Sometimes he’s so focused on how cute you look that he misses and sets fire to a shrub, but as long as you’re not looking, he can coolly escort you in the opposite direction as if nothing is out of the ordinary. “Well? Don’t ya think the Great Mammon deserves a reward for savin’ ya?”
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“Do I have to?” Leviathan gets anxious and doesn’t want to confront the wasps. He can see how distraught you are and it’s tugging on his heart strings, but they freak him out too. He’s so much stronger and he knows it, but their unpredictability is unsettling. He’ll let you take shelter in his room for as long as you want, or under his hoodie as long as you don’t move too much. If you’re especially persistent, he’ll eventually work up the courage. It might take a while though. With a mighty wadded up newspaper in one hand and the other hand outstretched protectively in front of you, he’ll slowly inch forward towards any unsavory bug. At the smallest sound though, he’ll jump and it’s back to square one. If the wasp moves and you shriek, he shrieks with you. “Don’t scare me like that!! I-I… I almost had it!! Arrghhh!” If you two are lucky, the commotion attracts one of his other brothers who rolls their eyes and crushes the wasp like it’s made of paper. On days when backup never arrives, you have to play hype man until Levi finally works up the nerve to one-shot the target. “I did it!” He looks so happy, and he occasionally strikes a silly victory pose despite also falling back in relief. He is the hero who saved the human in distress, after all. The next time it happens he’s still incredibly reluctant, but he upgrades his rolled-up newspaper to one of those electric zapping polls so he feels a little cooler.
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Satan is usually unperturbed by the bugs. They’re certainly annoying, but nothing to fret over. “You want me to take care of that?” he’ll ask, no questions asked. You don’t even need to say anything. He notices when your attention wanders from him, when the look in your eye changes and your demeanor shifts upon spotting one. You don’t have to speak if you’re unable to. Grabbing on to the empty sleeve of his jacket is enough of an answer. Satan is especially handy if there are multiple bugs buzzing in the vicinity. It’s not often he gets to practice his curses on a moving target. If he’s having an especially rough day, he’ll pack all his frustrations and wrath into a single blow that’s way more powerful than necessary. That is doubly true if he’s interrupted during a nice moment. Satan likes to savor good times without being disturbed. He’s ruthless if a wasp comes along and ruins the nice atmosphere between you two. He tries to be careful around his book collection, but anything else in the way is fair game to be destroyed. His attempts to calm you down afterwards are less helpful. He tries to distract you with trivia. “That was just an infernal warrior bee. You can tell by the three horizontal stripes and ones vertical stripe on its back. We must have walked past its nest, they’re mostly harmless unless you get too close and they start unsheat-” ”Aaaaaahhh!!!” The quickest way to shut Satan up before your fear gets worse is just to shout louder than he talks, especially if you nuzzle your head against his chest while he does it.
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Asmodeus gives you a nauseated look. He could probably destroy a bug in seconds, but they’re gross. He wants nothing to do with them. “Isn’t there anybody else around to get it?” It’s quite a sight to see Asmodeus publicly charm people into disposing of a wasp for the two of you. It is the most convenient way when other people are around. He does it as naturally as breathing, and then the two of you have to run from his obsessed fans instead of an insect. If Asmo sends a distress text to his brothers, it’s rare for someone to actually show up. But if you join him and spam the house’s group chat together, somebody will inevitably come to your aid. The two of you have cowered together in a corner many times waiting on one of his other brothers to show up. Due to this, you’ve perfected a defensive formation. If you both hug each other, fingers intertwined and head resting on the other’s shoulder, it calms you both down while also minimizing the blind spots in the room. You can spot any bug approaching with a 95% accuracy rate. If it’s a long day and bugs are a major recurring issue, Asmo will snap. Enough is enough. He still manages to be so pretty, despite his raging demonic energy knocking down everything in its path. He feels so disgusted afterwards though and will invite you to bathe the grossness away with him in a long, long bath.
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Beelzebub the reliable. Beelzebub the wonderful. You have so much appreciation for this dude. Beel is often the one you can turn to when nobody else will help. He’s not the best at spotting the smaller insects so you need to be very descriptive about where you saw them, but he shows no hesitation when it comes to exterminating them for you. The way he casually just whacks them aside is astounding. He’s more concerned about your shaking and crying and will try to prioritize comforting you over handling the wasps, but that just makes you more scared. With each passing moment, who knows where they’ll fly to next? “Please, please Beel. Just please take care of it, make it go away!” The sooner the better. The corners of his mouth will turn down, hesitant to turn his back on you, but he agrees. “Ok.” You must ensure to reward him with plenty of snacks. It keeps him protectively by your side for longer and otherwise he starts wondering how the felled wasps would taste fried. He used to get concerned you wouldn’t eat with him, but has since learned you need time to calm down before you appetite returns. It helps if you can sit in his lap, a fortified spot you’re certain no wasps can get near.
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Belphegor is too lazy to lift a finger most days. If they’re not bothering him, he doesn’t want to bother with them. But the way you twitch, the way you shriek and jump over the smallest movements, will start to concern him. It’s cute at first. He enjoys seeing a new side of you, the easily startled side. It's amusing. If it goes on for too long though he knows you’ll get nightmares and it will mess with your health. Humans get sick easily like that. He’ll laugh at you and then fell the buzzing menace with ease. It’s easier to get Belphegor to help when he’s tired. The buzzing annoys him to no end when all he wants is a peaceful nap. He might not even be conscious of what he's doing and protects you out of pure instinct. When he’s cranky, he shows no mercy to the insects hassling you. You’ve got blanket permission to throw yourself in his arms when he’s taking a nap. His demon form tail is an especially potent fly (or any winged creature, really) swatter, ensuring nothing gets near the two of you. Belphegor will literally take care of everything in his sleep while he snuggles up to you without a care in the world. One time you were escaping a nagging Lucifer instead of a wasp and tried the same tactic. It only made him madder. But it was great to see him get bapped in the face with Belphegor’s fluffy tail.
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devildomwriter · 4 months
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“So, where’s my reward?”
“You’d like a reward? Well, if that’s what you want, you’d better ask me very nicely. But you’re too far away for me to kiss you. Here, come closer… Mm… Already had enough? Because I haven’t. No, it’s going to take a lot more than that…”
— MC and Lucifer (60-7)
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leviathans-body-pillow · 11 months
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A proposal (Lucifer x Mc)
After lesson 60-7 when Mc stays the night with Lucifer.
Mc is gender neutral with they then pronouns.
Warnings: slight ptsd
You and Lucifer laid together in each other’s arms. Both of you trying to capitalize on the little time you had left together. Tomorrow was the party and in the morning they’d be leaving you again. It was now or never to try and spend some quiet time together.
Lucifer groaned at the sound of his D.D.D buzzing. He let go of you for a moment to roll over and grab it off his night stand.
Beelzebub: We should make Mc officially part of the family. We can bring it up to Diavolo tomorrow.
Lucifer: Are you serious?
This had to be some sort of joke. Lucifer rubbed the bridge of his nose at the thought. You notice his irritation, scootching over to cuddle back up to him.
“What’s the matter Luci?” You cooed running your hand gently over his chest.
“My foolish brothers, have they said anything strange to you today?”
You paused to think for a moment, they say a lot of strange stuff on the regular so it’s hard to say. “Strange how?” You definitely needed some clarification.
Lucifer shook his head . “Beel texted the group chat proposing we make you an official family member.
“Ah yes, him and Belphie were talking about it earlier.” You said leaving out that you may have been the one to put the idea in their head. Honestly you didn’t think they’d take it so seriously.
“I’m not sure how he thinks that will work. We can’t very well adopt an adult human.” Lucifer sat up rubbing his temple. You sat up as well facing him.
“No but you could marry me.”
Lucifer laughed under his breathe before he noticed how dead serious you were. His face changed from one of slight amusement to one of sorrow. There’s a deep longing in his eyes but the way he frowned made your heart ache.
“Oh mc…” Lucifer sighed not able to meet you gaze.
“Don’t you want to marry me?” You can’t help the way your voice cracked. Your tried not to take his reaction as rejection but it broke your heart all the same.
Lucifer was silent for a moment, he needed to collect himself before answering. He took a deep breathe before turning to face you. “Mc I love you. Before I say anything else I want you to know that I cherish you above all else in the three realms. I would love nothing more than to marry you and claim you as my own.” Lucifer cradled you face in his hand, looking deep into you eyes. You could still see the sorrow deep inside them.
“But?” You asked, you just knew there was a but.
“But, I’m a fallen angel, a demon and you’re a human. Even if Diavolo would approve of our marriage, the Celestial realm will never allow such a thing. They would start a war to prevent our union.” Lucifer looked so tired.
“How can you be so sure?” You sniff as tears freely fell down you cheeks. You’re just being childish, you knew he’s right.
“Because they’ve done it before.” Lucifer’s eye lost focus as he stared off into the distance not really looking at anything. He relived the celestial war. The clashing of metal, the blood mixed with white feathers. He saw himself holding your crumpled form that same as he held Lilith in her final moments. Micheal stood triumphantly over you.
“Lucifer?” You called to him, “Lucifer, come back to me.” You shook him gently trying to snap him out of his trance.
He almost gasped, his eye refocusing on you as he came back to reality. “Mc?” His eyes became glossy with tears, but they never fell.
“It’s ok, you’re ok Lucifer we’re safe.” You hushed him, running your hand threw his hair and down his cheek. Lucifers shoulders slumped as his relaxed into you touch. You pulled him into your arms holding him close.
“Mc I’m so sorry, truly I want nothing more than to marry you.” Lucifer buried his face in the crook of you neck, holding you tightly as if you’re about to disappear.
“Luci I’m sorry, I just don’t want to leave you again.” You started to cry desperate to hold onto him.
“I know starlight, I don’t want to leave you either.” Lucifer won’t cry, not now not in front of you. He’ll hold it in until he’s back home alone in his study late at night when the house of lamentation is still and silent. For now he has you in his arms and that’s all he needed to keep himself together.
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Grocery run in town, with Purgatory Hall members.
MC: Alright guys, we’ll meet back here in an hour. Synchronise your watches.
Simeon: How do I do that?
Luke: But I don’t wear a watch.
Solomon: Time is but a social construct~⭐
MC: 
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solomons-poison · 1 year
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Still thinking of slow dancing with Lucifer to his vinyl records, just pressed close to him as he slowly rocks with you. Gloves are off for once, his hand just stroking your back or the back of your head, maybe even humming along so that his chest rumbles against you 🥺
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radarchives · 1 year
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silverust · 5 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOLOMON🎉🎉
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Was experimenting with colors but I think it turned out well😭
I love him sm
still wishing for his plushie
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nerdy-talks · 8 months
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Happy Birthday Mammon! 💛
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Our greedy king, beautiful birthday boy, and first man 💛
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ringofwisdom · 1 year
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nightbringer has so much potential only purely because i've seen what this fanbase can do with scraps of information they had to peel off the side of the road
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fallstreakfeathers · 10 months
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Urogi Headcanons
bc I'm in love with he??? brainrotting so bad for this guy.
General:
Aizetsu helps preen the feathers Urogi can’t reach, mostly because Sekido won’t help and Karaku occasionally pulls the wrong feather (ow) for shits
He is not unintelligent, but definitely makes really dumb decisions based on how fun the result might be
He is the most ‘feral’ of the clones, operating and making decisions based mostly on instinct rather than logic- which greatly frustrates Sekido
Really bad at identifying his own feelings. If he were to ever grow attached to someone else (especially romantically) he wouldn’t understand it. He’d just know that he wants to be around that person a lot/etc.
Very easy to distract, and the most forgiving of a fight if you can distract or entertain him (”forgiving” in that he might not kill you afterward)
Urogi hates rain. It soaks his wings, preventing him from flying. The change in air density also makes flight difficult. He has been know to throw tantrums over rainstorms.
Despite a dislike of rain, he loves water in general. You can sometimes find him flapping about in a lake or pond like a massive bird bath
Better at soaring than active flying but is incredible at diving. Reaches surprising speeds.
Loves birds! Won’t ever hurt them but sometimes accidentally terrifies them when he tries to race once in the sky. He doesn’t always realize he’s scaring them.
Has a room in Hantengu’s hideaway to keep his stuff because Sekido complains if he leaves anything around.
Knows how to knit, for some reason??? Has a massive blanket he painstakingly made for himself and the other clones and it’s one of the few things they ALL take care not to destroy in any way.
He likes knowing how to create things, even if they don’t always turn out quite right.
Woe betide you if you make fun of Urogi’s knitting or that blanket.
Honestly just likes learning new things, doesn’t matter what it is. It makes him happy. He loves when people want to teach him things!
Adrenaline Junkie. Sometimes folds his wings together just to plummet thousands of feet. For fun.
Tells really dumb jokes that he thinks are hilarious. Sometimes they don’t even make sense.
Doesn’t care for traditions or social taboos. He’s likely to break social rules just because it’s funny.
Though he cares in his own way for the other clones, Urogi is particularly fond of Aizetsu. Given the choice, he will always help Aizetsu first. Tends to be shockingly patient with Aizetsu’s morose personality.
Knitted a small blanket for Aizetsu to hold when he’d particularly down.
Urogi is the 3rd least likely to be convinced to let someone go free once he’s targeted them (the first being Aizetsu, 2nd Karaku, and the least likely is Sekido)
this man cannot draw worth beans but still has his art pinned on the wall at Hantengu’s place.
Has explosive sneezes- often accidentally emits sound wave of varying strength. Whoops.
Behavior:
His tongue pokes out of the corner of his mouth when he’s really concentrated on something (like... knitting).
Tilts his head like an owl or hawk when curious about something he sees or hears.
Frequently goes off on his own when separated, much to Sekido’s annoyance.
Sometimes attempts to groom the other clones- to Sekido’s obvious irritation, Karaku’s amusement, and Aizetsu’s confusion.
Will playfully nip and headbutt people he considers friends
flies more than he walks because he looks a little silly walking and it's one of the few things he's a little self-conscious about.
Uses his wings to propel himself forward even short distances.
Chirps! Also (like many birds) can growl, hiss, purr, and (of course) screech. Has an enormous vocal range but tends to make only a handful of noises compared to what he’s capable of.
If he is extremely upset about something, he can screech so loud that the vibrations can shatter trees. Though he is rarely ever even remotely that upset.
His bird-like calls also change when he’s sad or threatening someone from afar. He releases very low frequency rumbles that border on being infrasound (see: cassowaries)
If he can’t devour his prey immediately, he will impale the body on a tall branch to save for later.
Extremely excitable. He does get the zoomies. Don’t bother trying to stop him, just wait until he calms down a little.
Tends to attack his opponent's eyes in battle.
Doesn’t know personal space (doesn’t care, really) but is, ironically, protective of his personal space regarding his wings. Unless he offers, do not try to touch them!
Uses his wings in combat! They’re not just for show or flight. Has a lot of strength in them and he can use them to bludgeon an opponent.
He does like to perch on the shoulders of other people. Since his body is quite light, you should be fine if you have a strong back.
He is the most emotionally immature of the clones.
Also the chattiest! This guy can talk for hours, about everything and nothing. Karaku is 2nd most talkative. Has bit his own tongue from talking so fast.
Urogi has the strongest survival instincts of the clones. He’s not afraid to flee a battle if things are going south for him- though that hasn’t happened in decades. The idea of honor in battle means very little to him.
Collects shiny things, and stuff he steals from Slayers. Has a bit of everything- bones, rocks, gems, cool sticks, nichirin swords and shards, metals, books, animal fur, etc
Doesn’t actually read very well tbh but he does like the concept of books
frequently demands that Demon Slayers ‘play’ with him but it’s always a gamble what he means by that. Sometimes it’s a friendly tussle, sometimes a full-scale battle, and sometimes it’s just dropping you from 700 feet in the air and seeing if you survive.
When they’re free as a group, Urogi will often soar high above, scouting the area for the other clones. Since nobody can hear him hundreds of feet in the air, he’s developed several aerial signals for various things (Slayers in the vicinity, potential prey, coverage from the sun, the sun is rising soon, etc)
Physical:
His ‘pants’ are actually thick, silky feathers. I will never change my mind about this.
He wears the string of pearls around his waist mostly just so Sekido stops complaining about him being completely naked all the time. 
Doesn’t smell bad unless he just ate, and therefore smells like carnage, but he has the rather distinct smell that feathers do
His scales are prone to getting mites, and flea’s on his upper legs, so he’s always taking surprisingly good care of himself. He doesn’t get infestations, because the parasites generally die after biting him, but those bites itch and make him miserable. Frequently bathes and rolls in dust to prevent them.
If he has down time, there’s a good chance you’ll find him preening himself.
Has some feathering on the nape of his neck. It’s hard to tell because it’s the same type he has on his legs, and so it blends in with his actual hair pretty well
Urogi’s feathers molt every few months. During this time, he’s super itchy and irritable. This is the time he’s most likely to uncharacteristically snap at someone.
Hantengu has been intentionally beheaded before just to release Urogi because the poor guy was so uncomfortable that it was affecting everyone else. 
Molting is one of the few times he MIGHT let a stranger touch his wings, if he’s desperate enough, but God help you if you cross him in any way.
Injuries to his wings tend to cause him pain where injuries to other parts of his body wouldn’t. They're sensitive enough to feel and process changes in air currents.
Body temperature is always on the warm side. He’s a walking furnace, and it helps keep him from getting chilled when he’s higher in the atmosphere.
His scales are not stone-hard! They’re more akin to the way a snake’s scales feel- firm but with a lot of flexible give.
His feathers raise subconsciously when irritated to make him look bigger and more threatening.
Most of his bones are hollow.
Extremely good eyesight
When he’s not giving you his signature, toothy grin, his smile is actually a little crooked.
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devildomcrybaby · 1 year
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I have conflicting feelings about Barbatos. He’s one of the most charming characters not only because of his manners and him being impecable in everything, but because I feel like the game puts some distance between him and the MC. He’s not easily impressed or charmed by the MC as the others are, his compliments are rare and there’s often a creepy aura around him. You know that he’s being kind to the MC, but it’s usually not out of selflessness or love/infatuation, but because it’s somehow useful to or wished by Lord Diavolo and his plans. While with the other characters you feel more at ease because they’re teased by other characters often or because they’re head over heels for the MC, Barbatos stays on the colder side (not in his birthday events or in some devilgrams though). You gain a familiarity with the seven brothers pretty quickly and later on the same happens with Solomon, Diavolo and Simeon, while Barbatos keeps his distance. And I think that makes him even more endearing to the players. You have ten characters falling for you, yes, but what’s harder to get is often more desired (e.g. Lucifer in the beginning...Mammon doesn’t count because he fell first, but I also fell first for him lol). The same works for those sporadic times when Barbatos is genuinely appreciative of the MC or even more when we get romantic moments, since they’re pretty unexpected. 
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Very small crunchy doodle bc I couldn't stop thinking about Mephisto's biggol crush and the fact that my main MC next to Lucifer makes it seem like Diavolo has a type zfjzfjzj
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devildomwriter · 5 months
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“We want ___ to join the family!”
— The Brothers (Chapter 60-12)
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girlinthetardis04 · 2 months
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Ok, I don't usually post about Obey Me!, but today is my pookie's bday so I'll make an exception <3
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