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The sorcerer's demonic firstborn

As you two grew older the little wish to form a bigger family almost seemed unattainable, thankfully you have some friends that can help your dilemma

WC: ~7,1 K

Cw: issues conceiving, Solomon is implied to be unfertile, implied AFAB with they/them pronouns, pregnancy mentioned

Lucifer

" I must admit." Lucifer leans forward to reach for the demonus to fill his glass again "As much of a pest you can be in surprised you found a bottle of demonus so old"

Solomon laughs lightly " an upside of the whole time travel problem" he leans backwards on the chair, getting comfortable "I wasn't sure if things would get suddenly aged or stay the same but it seems it does affect"

" As pliant as good demonus makes me, I will insist on what your intentions are in inviting me here. Surely you don't expect me to believe this is out of the goodness of your heart?" He sips the demonus, slowly smelling its deep aroma

Solomon only sighs "well then, gotta say you caught me there. I want to ask a favor"

Without looking up from his cup he starts " if this has anything to do with a pact do forg-"

" We want your help to have a child"

Lucifer coughs loudly, bringing his hand to catch a stray droplet running down his lip

"Excuse you?"

°•~•°

He, as awkward as it was, rationalizes the request as helping you two with magic, as he promises to search for a spell book

" I believe there is an asexual biparental reproduction spell somewhere inside the royal library. I can ask Lord Diavolo for it"

" We already tried, Barbatos brought it to me but when we tried it didn't seem to work" he refills his own glass " so we thought, if we can't have a child then we should ask the one demon that mc trust with their life"

Lucifer leans backwards against the chair, trying to seem relaxed yet he could see how stiff his jaw was

" I must politely decline your… offer"

" Lucifer, I know you liked YN and we want a kid, so think of it as a exchange" Solomon sips the drink and Lucifer swallows spit " if you want to sweeten the deal I won't ask you to make a pact~" Solomon teases as he extended his hand for him to shake

As soon as they close the deal Solomon quips in "Obviously only for 100 years~ I still will never rest happy until then~"

" How annoying you are" Lucifer sighs heavily yet the corner of his lip twitches slightly

After you fall pregnant Lucifer keeps a distance, unsure if it would be adequate to try and play a more active role, so he simply settles for acting as normal, hugging you goodbye when you leave to the human realm around your third month

You stayed there for your whole pregnancy and first months until eventually the two human representatives returned to the demon lord's castle for a dinner marking the anniversary of the exchange program

Sitting down next to Mammon who kicked Levi out of his chair so you could sit next to him, Diavolo looks at you joyously " YN So long without seeing each other! You had us concerned for one second" He smiles joyfully " for one second we thought your stay at the devildom wasn't pleasant enough for you to return!" He laughs loudly yet for one second you sense nervousness

" Of course not! I was just very… sick lately and I got better not too long ago" you take a sip of the berry juice Barbatos served you when you arrived

" I'm happy to hear you got better!" Diavolo looks toward Barbatos , looking at the hour on the grandfather clock "do you know where Solomon may be? it's almost time" Diavolo asks

Plainly walking from the balcony Solomon pops out "I'm here" but it seems that the sights of everyone but Lucifer were on a baby carrier he had strapped to his chest "the brat got restless so I took her for a walk and some fresh air"

" Solomon has a child?" Diavolo's eyes go wide open before congratulating him " I see! So that is why Yn didn't come here a lot. You two finally managed to conceive a child!"

"A human kid?" Luke jump out of his chair towards Solomon while Simeon follows behind him, trying to calm him down

" There Luke, there. The baby will still be there even if you don't run"

" I have never seen a human kid so young!" He tugs on Solomon's arm to try and get a closer look, from where he is he can only see soft tufts of black hair

Simeon grabs him and settles him on his hip so he can look better " I'm sorry, he is really excited"

" It kind of looks like YN but not really like you, Solomon…" Luke pouts, running his index finger through the baby's fine hair

" Yup, Estelle looks a lot like YN, maybe that is why I love her so much" he laughs as he sees her small hand grab Luke's finger and how his eyes shone at her little giggling

" Oi, oi, what cha mean it looks like YN?" Mammon joins on the chatter

" Well, it's my daughter so…" you teasingly say

" You weren't joking when you said you two got married?!"

" Nop, I did indeed steal your YN away" Solomon laughs in an exaggerated manner as he shows off his ring, making the baby jump in the carrier getting some giggles out of her.

He walks to were mammon is seated, standing to the side

" Whatcha want?" Mammon crosses his arms defensively, leaning towards where you are seated

" My~ can't I sit with my spouse? Maybe the baby wants to go with them in the middle of dinner" he takes Estelle out of the carrier showing her off to prove his point

"As if shady-"

"MAMMON" Lucifer yells as if he was reprimanding a small child. Now with his tail figuratively between his legs mammon exchanges seats where Solomon would be, in front of 'your' seat being used by leviathan, who side eye mammon the whole dinner

Quickly changing his mood looking at the child " so you named her Estelle?" He rests his hand on his chest, a small pleased smile on his lips

Solomon pats her head as she tries to snag the vibrantly colored napkin " yup, we thought it was a fitting name, don't you think?"

He simply smiles "Of course. Just perfect"

It's not until later ( around two years) when Lucifer starts to be a little more present. He handles young children that can talk better than babies.

Could be persuaded or maybe propose to help again

" So for today's tea time what cursed record do you want?" He asks as he browsers through his collection. Solomon and you were summoned at the sorcerer's academy so you left Estelle with Lucifer

" That record that you played last time! please"

" Oh? A selkie's yearning? As you wish" he swiftly starts playing it as sits on one his couches and sees Estelle climb up the facing chair, settling the teapot he bought for her two year birthday

" I want herbal tea!" She smiles messily

" There are many herbal teas, do be more specific" he lightly teases

" I want peach! Because it is the name of the princess in the movie I saw yesterday!"

" As you wish" swirling his finger the pot suddenly fills with hot water and dried fruit slices " now, as we wait, may you tell me why you behaved like a hellhound when you got dropped by? It's uncharacteristic for both of your parents to be dragged out to the point of only nodding"

" Pft, I wanted a baby sister! Emmie has one, cammie has one on the way and wi-wi has a baby brother " with each if the friends she mentions she lifts one finger, as if trying to make a point

" I see… well it might be not be possible beca-"

" Daddy also asked if we could have one!"

" He did? And what did YN say?" Now truly interested he prods at the subject

" They were all like ' I don't know what, too much to ask him, something more blah blah blah. I don't know why it is so hard to plant a cabbage and gime my sister!"

" Really?" Lucifer settles on his couch comfortably, sipping the tea. Well, she now got a big enough to reach chairs and tables and he saw how much fun both if you seemed to have raising her

" I even wrote a list of names! Emmie's sister is called jade, Cammie's sister is going to be Jazmine and wi-wi's is oak so my sister should be something with stars! " she reasons as she pulls a list " i was thinking Aster but she can't have a prettier name than me!"

" You wrote that?" He looks at the messily written paper

" Dad and I were reading baby names and I copied the pretty ones!" She mouths each of the syllables marking each sound " Aster, Danica, Tara"

" I see you have gotten better at reading, last time I taught you you could barely read sentences. Good job"

She puffs her chest with pride, a smug smile crossing her cheeks " of course I have! Did you know that I am the only one of my friend group who can spell big words! I'm even better than some of the bigger girls!"

" Of course I know. I did teach you. Remember?" She lets a breathy laugh

" Estelle! We are back!" Solomon's voice calls from downstairs to which she sets off running

" Be careful with the rug" Lucifer follows behind walking normally

" So? Did you have fun with uncle Lucifer?" He sees you just at the steps of the stairs, hugging Estelle

" Yn, Solomon, you returned quicker than I expected. Estelle didn't even finish her tea"

" Oh, the owl sent the letter to the wrong direction so we got it, it was a simple misunderstanding"

" Good to know. Wo-"

Estelle suddenly sighs heavily, dramatically leaning to the side, tugging on Solomon's sleeve " father! I'm passing out from tiredness, I require a bed!" Before giving a badly disguised wink

Solomon only smiles at the antic, almost laughing seeing Lucifer's and your's confused faces " well, would you want to sleep in yn's former room from when we meet? Meanwhile the adults can talk for a while"

" Do you know why she acts like that?" you ask Lucifer, slightly leaning your head to the side

Snickering, he sees Solomon guide Estelle to the guests room " she started talking about how her friends have siblings"

" Don't tell me she started complaining to you too? I'm sorry, I will tell her to quit it when we come home"

He only hums " she also said Solomon was pestering you too. I wonder what came first?"

" I will admit they teamed up against me in this one" you tiredly let a laugh out " still I already told them both to let it go. Maybe buying a puppy will make her happy"

" Why not give her a proper sibling?"

" Ha. Ha. Very funny"

" I don't joke about this matter. If you two were to agree it could come about two months after Estelle's birthday"

Before you can answer Solomon hugs both of your shoulders from behind, resting his chest against your back " i like the idea, Estelle is entering the stage of running around and yelling all over the house, with a baby sibling she would stay a bit quieter for the sake of the baby"

You lean your head to the side, hair tickling Solomon's nose " it makes sense and Lucifer agrees but I have to stay in the devildom for a season for the magic seal projects and it is harder to teleport pregnant…"

Solomon hums " so it's a ‘not now’, right?"

" Let's talk about it again thoroughly when winter comes and Estelle returns to preschool. Either way I do miss having a baby"

He would not deny the fact of being his biological father if confronted or asked about but wouldn't go out of his way to properly break the news it most likely would go like

" Uncle Lucifer??? We have to talk?” Estelle opens the door to Lucifer's office, almost swinging the door off of it's hinges

Without lifting his sight from his papers he nods " yes? What might you need help with?"

“ You know how blood type works right?” She pushes a family tree over his stack of papers “ I'm wondering how our father is AB+ while the twins are O-, because if my punnett square doesn't lie that is impossible”

“ You father might have forgotten what blood type he is, that should be all”

Without paying him much mind Estelle keeps her monologue “ So I started making some informed journalism and asked uncle mammon about your blood types and, curiously enough, with our progenitor’s blood type only one person would be their biological father”

Suddenly standing still and pointing her finger at Lucifer she exclaims "Did you and my parent cheat on my dad???"

Looking at her plainly and sipping his coffee he grabs his document from under the family tree "I wouldn't say cheating, it would be closer to help conceiving"

Getting surprised at how easily he ‘confessed’ she just sits on the chair in front of him, now processing what she didn't truly believe what she was accusing him of

" Oh I see, a one time thing because they wanted more kids, i kinda understand it now…"

" I guess"

"But it's strange to see the twins and know we are half siblings"

" You three are full blooded siblings, actually"

" oh. …. OH"

Mammon

Very eager to help, maybe even unprompted, just talking about your difficulties with Solomon rather loudly and he will offer to help without really knowing what is really the problem.

Even after being explained he will help with the excuse that 'your first man should be your first choice' but is really happy that you trust him enough to let him help you form your family

You rest your back against the header of the bed, sighing as Solomon returns from the kitchen with a bag of chips

" It sounds like a sad sigh, not a relieved sigh. Did it not…" he tries to handle the subject softly but still is unsure how he can comfort you

" No it did not" you grab a pillow and push it against your face, deafening a scream. not wanting to vent your frustration on Solomon but still needing to get it out

" There, there" he pats your thigh

"maybe next time will be it"

" Maybe or maybe we may need help"

" Mmh… I guess if next time it doesn't work we might look for help"

Suddenly your door opens and mammon appears with the biggest smile on his face " well human! Because I heard you two cry for help I, the great mammon, will come to your aid! So wish forth!

" Unless you can make us a child i doubt you can help mammon" you snap at him, your mood sour. When Solomon touches your shoulder comfortingly you relax " I'm sorry mammon but don't offer your help of you don't know what you are volunteering for"

Mammon face pales, he seems to not have eavesdropped enough to know what you were truly talking about " I-I of course know how to help you" he swallows his spit " demons have been interacting with humans for longer than you think. I could help you but of course if you want I mean I obvs-" tuning him out half way through you look at Solomon who looks back at you

"What do you think?" He mouths

" if you agree too maybe we can try"

" I would love to try"

" Mammon" you snap him out of his nervous rant " we would love your help"

Quickly puffing his chest he boats " pff OF COURSE you two couldn't afford to lose the opportunity to raise the descendants of the great mammon! If they are half as great as I am they might be known for years to come"

" Of course! They will be known for failing the biggest theft in history if they turn out like you" Solomon teases him as he grabs your hand

"OI!"

He is, in contrast with his older brother, very present during the pregnancy . He has experience being ordered around by witches and can adapt to sudden mood changes

" Mammon" you shake him awake, as he looks out the window of the guests room he barely sees a light peach ray peeking from the horizon

" Is something wrong?" He yawns lightly, stretching his spine before a thought snaps him out of it. Quickly seated upright" did ya go into labor or did you get contractions?"

" Nothing like it. The kid got hungry. He wants- " before you can finish he already has a foot outside the bed and is putting on a sandal

" French vanilla bean ice cream with chili oil and pickles. I remember" he swiftly puts on his jacket as he journeys for the other sandal " what do you need"

" We need more ice cream" you see as he finds his sandal underneath the night stand

Without any more words he left to find the ice cream fully knowing that when he returns you will be sleeping or whining about back palm or the spicy third option of crying because you saw how small the newborn boots were.

Returns to the devildom when the baby is two months and your little family stays at the cocytus hall for weeks at a time, essentially moving in as a nanny

You stand back as you see mammon almost kick down the door while trying to open it " I guess it rusted while nobody lived here, huh" as you three look inside it stayed just as you remember from the nightbringer incident, just three layers too many of dust

Solomon quickly snatches the baby as you enter the house, lifting dust around you " Solomon do you remember this couch! It was the last piece of furniture we bought before returning!" A big puff of dust flying up in the air as you fall on said couch. The former royal blue hidden behind a coat of gray dust

As he smiles from the door he leans to the side, baby tucked between his arms " I remember. I believe that Mammon himself recommended that unit"

Mammon suddenly looks up " huh? Me? I don't remember" but he brushes it off and keeps checking if various furniture are still working

Solomon stays outside, far too worried about the baby not inhaling one speck of dust " it was about two thousand years ago I believe, so…" mammon only nods, having given up on trying to remember a fleeting furniture recommendation more than a thousand years ago. Either way you had given up on trying to know if the brothers remember the things from back then or if that formed another timeline completely

" How long do you think it will take for us to clean this" Solomon asks from outside

" If we only clean the living room, kitchen and two rooms, maybe two days?" Mammon, runs his fingers over the table, lifting a noticeable amount of dust

Nodding along he now asks " and if I commanded 70 demons?"

You laugh hysterically as you walk towards him, trying to hold your child but he doesn't allow you to, whispering something about dust sticking to clothes " are you still so scared of Barbatos you refuse to summon him again?"

Solomon gives you a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes " he teleported me to a dragon's nest, YN"

" That was more than a thousand years ago~"

Quickly leaving the house mammon stretches lazily " how about you ask your demons to tidy up and we go get lunch, baby!"

As you four arrive to ristorante six mammon goes to grab a table with Edmund as you and Solomon and order

Toying with a grim he puts the kid on his knees, as if they were talking " grim" he dangles the gold coin in front of the baby, who was looking intensely at it " here" he slips the coin between his tiny hands, needing both to grab it

" Mammon?" The familiar voice calls from behind, when he turns to see he sees beel, carrying a tray with a mount of burgers " you are here again! Lucifer got worried sick when you suddenly disappeared"

Giggling slightly he points to the baby on his legs " oh well, YN and Solomon needed help with this little fella so as their first man I HAD TO help them"

When beel peeked his head he saw a chubby baby biting on some Grim and tugging on mammon's gold necklace, he could clearly see some semblance of your hair and nose on the child. Either way brushing it away beel sits in front of mammon, chomping on his burgers

" So, where are they? I don't believe I saw them"

Noticing the baby was getting tired of being seated, Mammon coddles it against his chest " supposedly, ordering food" as he looks toward the order line he meets gazes with you, simply waving at him. Waving back he asks beel " how are the others? Terribly sad that the great mammon left if I must guess"

Beel keeps chomping on his burgers but he simply says " nothing much really, the same as always, maybe asmo and Levi might come to buy some special edition thingy later" he points to the yellow and orange poster worth the drawing of a pudding with adzuki puree inside and pink flowers

" Hello you two~" you greet them, as you push the trays on the table " didn't expect to meet you here, beel" your shirt is tugged on by the sleeve by Edmund, who is looking up at beel

" Hm, I just finished practice so I'm famished" he notices the baby looking at his burger, or more exactly the yellow and red wrapper, " is he hungry?" He sounds a little worried " I heard human kids have to eat lots, have one buddy" as he tries to pass him an unwrapped burger something stops his hands, looking up it's Solomon's pale hand

" As of now Edmund only drinks milk, he isn't even three months old, feeding him burgers would make much more harm than good" beel swiftly takes his arm back, munching on the burger

" Guess i forgot human kids were delicate" he scratches his head

" OOOAAAH?!" a sudden yelp alerts you but it was only Levi, accompanied by asmo " is that Henry?" Skipping towards your table he almost throws himself for a hug but is stopped by a clearly pissed off Solomon in the way

" Be. Careful. With. The. Child" the shadow around his eyes thickens " how many times do I have to repeat it for you to remember"

" Child?" A soft coo makes him notice the small things on your lap. The two start some kind of staring contest, looking at each other for a good minute or so without blinking, then he looks at mammon's and goes back to Edmund "How strange… it's usually demons asking for witches' firstborns, not the other way around"

Truly a charm with babies and toddlers, they can just feel how much he cares and how much he means his 'uncle mammon will protect you regardless'

Mammon's phone shines in the middle of the night, he sees your profile picture with the text saying 'call incoming' he expected an accident call or something not a sniffy toddler calling him

" Edmund? Rockstar ? Did something happen?" He stays down on his bed listening to the kid

" Uncle mammon I had a bad dream" he had to stop for a few seconds because the hiccups got too strong " now I need to go to the bathroom but there is a monster under my bed. It wants to eat me"

"On the way kiddo. How did you even get Yn's phone?"

"They left it here when we were doing family reading round"

Black fog forms from the shadows under his bed, leaking forming a circle that soon starts to take the shape of a man, when it disperses mammon is standing right there

" Uncle mammon!" Edmund throws himself to his arms

" Tell me! Where is that disgraced monster?! I'm gonna make them regret the day they wanted to eat you" cue an extremely adorable sequence of mammon flashing his DDD flashlight, throwing cushions and fake fighting noises in his wardrobe. " And never return!" He steps out of the closet, jacket a little messy. Puffing his chest he acts as though he had fought a real beast " Fear not! For I, great mammon has slain the beast!"

" Uncle mammon!" The kid hugs his neck, dampening slightly the fabric of his shirt with his tears

" Haha, Uncle mammon will fight any beast for you kiddo

Is really close with the child, acting as the cool uncle that hides his fuck ups which might get him in trouble more often than not

" EDMUND!" Mammon hears your voice yelling from down the hallway. Getting away from the game machine he leaves the room, he sees a 15 year old Edmund sitting on the floor in front of you

" I promise! I didn't do it!" He exclaims angrily as if he was a good man getting accused of stealing

" Edmund! That was your father's and I's engagement ring!"

" It wasn't me! I swear!"

"Then why were you snooping around our room?!"

" I was looking for spare change for the arcade! That's all!"

Quickly standing between you two mammon yells " I'M SO SORRY YN! I SOLD IT FOR GRIMM"

" Mammon!"

Solomon glides into the room, holding a little velvet box " dear? Why is mammon hanging from the ceiling?" He looks up to find mammon hanging from a rope around his waist looking down on him already given up on setting himself free

You grunt annoyed " I went to put on my ring after bathing but when I went to the jewelry box it was nowhere to be seen. Mammon sold it" Solomon turns his head to the side, seemingly confused

" He… sold it?" He asks confusedly , to which you nod, "That is strange. I took your ring to recharge it, the magic was wearing off" he opens the velvet box and shows the silver ring with a shining blue stone

" So that means… MAMMON!"

" Hick! But I didn't do anything!!"

" For lying!"

Satan

By how nonchalant he seems you would have thought he already expected it

He didn't

He is still processing

Sensing people entering his room room Satan peeks down from the reading nook, leaning over the railing to see you enter

" Satan? Can we talk for a sec?"

Closing his book he settles it on the table in front of him " okay, come up"

Walking up the stairs he can see a small black bag under your armpit. Arching an eyebrow he leans against the wall

Before he asks what you want to talk about you start saying as you grasp the black fabric " I come with intentions of negotiation"

" Not even a hi?" He laughs lightly " okay then, YN what do you want to negotiate with the avatar of wrath?"

His eyes swipe to the table, now over the thick book there is a little black plushie of a cat and a stack of polaroids of Pollux and castor, your two Siamese cats.

As he spreads the photos on his hands his eyes twinkle as different poses of you and Solomon's cats flash by

" Oh? Starting heavy are we? Still haven't told me what you want"

" Well, You know how a few years ago sol and I took in some cats to 'liven up' the house " Satan hums as he keeps looking at the photos " we thought that maybe we wanted… kids…" he again mindlessly hums, only really focused on the picture of the twin cats eating on your glass table and their pink little paws "and we found we couldn't conceive so we thought about asking your help" you nudge his knee with your foot to get his attention back.

Looking at you with his wide green eyes his mouth opens slightly and stays like that for a second before he speaks

" By that you mean…" he stops for a second before smiling "Alright, allow me to help you two reach your dream"

Reads the last published medical papers (demonic and human) to look out for anything worry worth and try to ease your nerves (he is also nervous but we don't talk about that hahah). He ends up fighting with Solomon about demon pregnancy vs human pregnancy prenatal care

" Say yn, did you know that demon children need a substantial amount of calcium given their thicker bones?" Satan takes a bottle of calcium supplements out if his pocket " I noticed you haven't been eating nearly enough calcium"

" Satan…"

Solomon quickly joins, grabbing the bottle" and I might remind you that that baby is still half human, and I made sure to calculate just how much of everything they are eating"

" and might I remind you how YN almost passed out given their acquired iron deficiency? I do believe I'm safe to assume at least a small supplementation is needed" he looks at Solomon seething next to you before agreeing with a dry nod

That child I swear can read better than some high schoolers. Catch this three year old baby talk about an enlightenment manuscript he just read because it was the most age appropriate thing his uncle had at hand

" alright, brat, time to get going, we still have to drop you at school and get going to the academia " Solomon walks quickly into the fourth Born's room, eyes scanning it for the boy only to find him seated on the floor next to his uncle

Satan taps the kid's shoulder barely looking up his book " your dad is here, put on your shoes"

He doesn't look up from the old scroll on his sticky hands until Solomon is standing in front of him " Charles, we are running late. Book down, sit up and let's go"

The child looks at him as they walk out of the room " papa, can I tell you about Hume?"

Sighing knowing this will be all he will speak about the rest of the week" sure, kiddo, who was Hume?"

You and Solomon call him ' Satan's spawn ' when he misbehaves and he acts offended

" Goodness gracious! Charlie, stay still!" Your voice rips apart the silence in your home and Satan just stands at the door wondering what is happening

He was originally there to retrieve a spell book he lended you and now he needed to pull a prank, but now seeing you struggling with a toddler behaving like a feral dog

" Why is he behaving like this? He is usually so polite"

Gasping as charlie jumps out of your arms and runs next to Satan who quickly and with ease grabs his shoulders and holds him still " he ate some candy from the cupboard and now he behaves like a feral animal"

" I would say he is behaving like Satan's spawn!" Solomon's voice chimes from the stairs as he walks down with a small pile of books

Satan rises one eyebrow and looks at the kid " I'm not claiming this one, I prefer cats over feral dogs" he says somewhat offended before you two start laughing

Enjoys the role of uncle more than the role of parent so he would much rather not confess the child's conception and risk a change in dynamics

" uncle! Uncle!" A preteen boy comes inside, rushing in

" what is it now?"

" I'm boreedd" he whines as he starts flipping through books walking around his room

" well, I'm pretty sure your father left you more than a considerable amount of magical study homework"

" I was thinking more about testing how many cats we can sneak in before uncle Lucifer finds out" he smiles mischievous

Satan looks at him unamused " the maximum is 24, I doubt a kid would be able to do much better"

" oh, yeah? Then let's see how you apologize when you see I managed to beat you, old man!"

" oh? Did you reach puberty? Suddenly you got so gutsy" he smiles as he sees the boy run off to mischief " mmmh, should I tell Solomon and YN?... nah, he will surely be alright, Lucifer doesn't punish him harshly"

Asmodeus

" Who even turned off the white noise machine?!" Asmodeus marches from his bathroom only to find both you and Solomon seated on his bed " oh~? An early birthday present for me?~"

Solomon perks as asmo sits on your lap, pulling his legs over his own " glad to know you liked the surprise, thought about dropping by before we leave"

Asmo sneaks an arm behind your neck, pushing you closer and prompting you to touch his chest " OOooh you shouldn't have" his hand now cups your head, trying to make you lean so he could kiss you to which you do, granting you a kiss on the cheek " muah, I'm sure it was my dearest YN~ always so nice"

Running your fingers through his hair you admit to him being wrong " maybe most of the time but not this one, this was all Solomon"

Looking at him puffing his chest Asmodeus looks at him suspiciously " oh? It's unlike you to be so thoughtful. Unless you want something."

"Asmodeus! It hurts me that you think so lowly of me!" The pink eyes keep staring into his soul, unblinking and plain faced.

For some reason whenever Asmodeus is remarkably angry or suspicious he stops blinking, only staring straight into the person's eyes. When you and Solomon went to the past you noticed that in no moment did Asmodeus blink, at some point you agreed that he only blinks to resemble to some extent the succubi and incubi, rather than physiological need.

" Fine! Yes. We wanted to ask you for something" he puts his hands up defensively

Asmodeus gasps, turning to you with a kicked puppy face " so YN also knew everything but didn't tell me, meanie!" He purses his lips as if he was a spoilt toddler but is still cozying up in your lap.

Now with a flirty smile he adds " fufufu~ I will have to punish you two"

" Why don't you hear what Solomon has to say? I'm pretty sure you will like it" you smile twirling his hair with your fingers

Seeing as Asmodeus looks at him with a doozy smile Solomon explains " as you must have noticed by now YN and I are attempting for a child lately-"

" Oh~ so that is why you two didn't invite me those times"

" But we found that immortality doesn't stop all aging in the body, causing me to be unable to father children" he scratches his neck, looking to the side

" Oh, I already know what you two wanted to ask me~" Asmodeus looks at him, touching his shoulder reassuringly "so you want me to help you two out right? Fine but I will only ever be 'uncle Asmodeus'" he smiles devilish

Will only engage with the twins when matters like clothes come in

Asmodeus puts a hand on his chin, looking at the twin babies on their cribs “YN, dearie?" He calls out " who chose those…" he stutters for a second, as if calling them clothes was an offense "Rags?"

" mmh? Oh, well, for the first nine months of their life it's believed that children with magical parents should wear clothes with protective sigils just in case they summon something accident"

" I mean… I already knew that but do they have to be ugly or was that a personal choice on your part?"

" haha, you can blame your beloved Solomon, he wanted to make the tunics himself" as you see how he inspects the stitching that made up the sigils you joke a bit “I tried to tell him that this skills lay in magic not home rearing”

" I mean he did a pretty sweet job to be blindfolded" he makes a snide remark as he runs his finger through the edge stitching before he rips it with his sharp nail and takes a needle set from his bag “is it really that hard to make your stitching even?”

Will deny being anything other than their uncle. Will gaslighting gatekeep girlboss his way out of any suspicion. If they insist a lot he might confess but stand by the fact that he is their uncle not dad

"Horrible news, Uncle asmo! " A teen girl with short hair bursts through the door, teary eyed

" devastating news, uncle asmo!" A similar girl with long hair follows behind, both of them hang on both of asmodeus' shoulders

" oh? What happened?" He asks as he applies contour on his face, only half listening to them

" Today in class we were learning about blood types, right, esmeralda?"

" Right, Ruby, and we were making family trees" as she starts going on about how she dug through family records to know their grandparents blood types, asmo knew what they were going to say "and can you guess what?"

" what?"

" We are A+ and B+, right?" Asmo simply nods, even when he doesn't know " and do you know what our parents blood type is?"

" oh, tell me more" as he slowly goes to grab his phone Esmeralda grabs his hand

" both of them are O! Do you know what that means?!"

Feeling a drop of sweat fall down his neck and swallowing the lump on his throat he asks " what does it mean?"

As the twins look at each other they say at the same time "We were changed at birth!"

Sighing with relief, asmo grabs a lipstick and cleanly applies it on " oh, I wouldn't worry too much, Solomon is quite an old man and usually remembers things wrong surely he is mistaken"

Both of them relax a little, nodding along with his logic, as one of them sits on the bed another looks at his skincare "say uncle asmo, what is your blood type?"

The stroke that was supposed to be on his lower lip went down to his chin as he tensed up " why the wonder?"

" Uncle Asmo tensed up!" As ruby gasps and smiles " this is just in the telenovelas! You are so nervous to tell us because you are our real father!"

As the tweens were jumping yelping about the main character vibes they were getting Asmo sends one short text to Solomon

' come pick up your crotch goblins'

‘NOW’

Beel

He proposed it because he wants to see one of his most important people happy

(Wishes you name one of the twins Lilith or any variation )

He takes his shoes off at the front door, already knowing you would get mad at him for dragging mud all around the house.

he starts walking down the hallway with his orange socks to the arch leading to the living room “I dropped by earlier. Sorry if it caused an inconvenient for you two-” even if he couldn't hear or see either of you he falls silent, the feeling of sometimes plush under his foot making him jump to the thought that he stepped on your mini poodle, even if there wasn't much sound

As he kneels to check what was under his foot he picks up a child sized white coat, the material would make any infant look like a baby sheep.

“Huh?” He brings it closer to his face, deciding to leave it on a table besides a little IVF brochure. “Guys? Are any of you home?”

“ Up here!” A voice calls from upstairs, most distinctively Solomon's. As he walks towards him been can't help but notice one of the formerly closed doors now open and painted

“ You came early, huh? Don't your fungol matches last until 10? It's barely 8” Solomon doesn't turn to look at him, still hunched over a piece of crib and painting it white with pastel yellow stars and shines

“ Bad weather, the ground was too wet to play” he says plainly “what have you got there?”

“ mhm, a little gift for our anniversary.” Beel squats besides him, looking at the brush slowly paint the wood “If it ever happens I want to be prepared” Solomon laughs

“ If it ever happens?” He turns his head slightly, looking at him weirdly.

“We have been attempting for a while now and it doesn't seem likely yet… I have been trying to steer them towards other ways, at least they seem to be accepting of the IVF idea”

“ Like the paper thing on the table?”

Solomon nods “ yeah, we were thinking about it, they seemed unsure about having a donor, tho” the little black mini poodle walks inside the nursery and stands between Solomon's legs, seeking attention.

“ and I'm still am” your voice says from the door to the hallway, your shoulder leaning against the frame “it's such an awkward thing to ask… plus who would we ask?”

Silently lifting one arm beel says “ I could… if you guys want”

Will eat the same pregnancy cravings as you so you don't feel shy eating them in public

As you two walk the devildom’s streets buying things Solomon and you needed back at home you can't help but get glimpses of food promos and wonder, hydra blood custard with Quetzalcoatl brains, screaming cherry syrup over deviled pickles with dragon breath spicy sauce, or even devildom peaches with ground beef over

“ Are you getting hungry? I could eat a light snack. Five burgers might hit the spot” beel asks you as he carries the bags with newly bought equipment

“ Oh, I'm just getting the blunt end of pregnancy cravings, like I need something cold like blue flower frozen cream with black stinger bee spicy honey mustard and maybe some buffo egg over it. But I'm trying to ignore them” when you turn to him you can see his eyes shining brightly, two starts shaped Pupils looking at you in awe and a thin strand of saliva escapes his lips

He grabs both of your hands as he looks I'm awe “ That is literally the best thing I have heard today. Let's dig in”

Actually rather hands on! Uncle beel is at every little league game cheering even when you two can't be present

As you fall on the couch you lift both legs up, almost lying down. All stress leaving your body until a voice calls at you

“Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at Lily's match?” Solomon's head pops from the kitchen, on his hand a weird sandwich

Suddenly realizing that your preteen daughter wasn't with her father at her game you jump to your feet “ Me? I thought you were taking her there?!”

As you two try to call lily lying about traffic being bad and Already being on your way you get a text from beel

‘Are you two coming? :)‘

‘lily and I are waiting for you two with her team’

‘ but the match is starting in five minutes so hurry!’

As you put on your shoes again and Solomon runs to the car a breath of relief escapes your lungs

#obey me #obey me x reader #obey me solomon #solomon x reader #obey me lucifer #lucifer x reader #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #obey me satan #satan x reader #obey me asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #asmo x reader #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #beel x reader #beelzebub x reader

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Mc shows the brothers

Human world style and (what the media gives to woman) body standards ,How would they react?

((I am a firm believer that you can be whoever you want and your body is beautiful))

Hey there, anon!

Okay, this here is a sensitive topic, but I think I did all right with it.

I think how the brothers would react depends on what the beauty standards are like in the Devildom. So for this, I went with the idea that while the Devildom has similar beauty standards to the human world, they're less important. I would think that demons would care more about power than appearance, especially since it's likely that at least some of them use magic to alter how they look. So the brothers probably don't know what an issue it is in the human world.

Also tried to keep it mostly gender neutral, hopefully that's okay.

Thank you for the request!

The brothers react to GN!MC telling them about human world body standards.

Warnings: A lot of discussion of body image issues, talking about diets and food in Beel's part.

Lucifer

Does not understand. Why do humans place such importance on looking perfect? He certainly sees the value in looking put together, especially when it comes to things like clothes and hygiene. Beyond that, though, he doesn't see the point in obsessing over trying to fix perceived flaws.

Does not care about your body type at all. Short? Tall? Fat? Thin? It's irrelevant to him. What matters is who you are. If he wasn't a beautiful man, it wouldn't matter because everyone would still fear him. It isn't about what you look like, it's how you carry yourself.

If you struggle, though, he's going to be sensitive about it. Will not talk about it with others around, but will casually compliment you on how nice you look. Especially if he knows you're lacking confidence for some reason. Then he'll make a point of telling you that you look good.

When you're alone, though, he showers you in compliments. Lucifer is not usually soft, so it's reserved for when you're alone with him. And that's when he takes your feelings into consideration. Don't you know that you are stunning, MC? In fact, he would say that your body is perfect simply because it is yours.

Mammon

Hang on. Human world models aren't naturally like that? Sure, he works out a little more than he might normally just because he works as a model, but it's not like he goes around doing anything drastic. Do you think he's contributing to unrealistic beauty standards in the Devildom?!

Um… well… it's hard to say? You'll probably need to reassure him that it really doesn't matter either way. The problem is not individual models, but the industry as a whole. And there are people who are working to make things better. It's just that in the human world, you have to be aware that what you see in magazines is usually heavily edited. He's gonna think that's crazy. The Great Mammon's photos are never photoshopped!

Once he gets over this little crisis, though, he's going to tell you that all of that sounds really stupid. The whole point of fashion is that it makes you feel good! It's supposed to be fun! Who cares what type of body you have? You should be able to enjoy it no matter what.

Mammon is gonna get really cute about your specific insecurities, though. If you tell him you don't like something about yourself, he's going to go out of his way to let you know that he loves it. Feeling unhappy about your stomach not being flat enough, for instance? Hey, MC! Ya don't mind if he gives ya hug, do ya? Doesn't wait for a response, just wraps his arms around you from behind so he can settle his hands directly on your stomach. Presses his face into your neck to mumble about how perfect you are because he won't say it straight to your face.

Leviathan

Baffled. More confused than Lucifer. Are you seriously trying to tell him that people in the human world care about this kind of thing? Uh oh. Now he's thinking about his body image. Does it fit with human world standards?! Do you think he's hideous, MC!?

You've got another crisis. Quick, reassure him that he has nothing to worry about! The point you're trying to make here is that human world standards are crazy and harmful. He's perfect to you and that's all that matters.

O-oh. Right. Now he's a little bashful about his reaction. Makes it clear that you're perfect to him, too. Watch as he gains more confidence in his compliments. He starts telling you about how he loves every part of you. Lists physical attributes at first, but starts getting into who you are to him. Not just your best qualities, but special moments he's had with you. How important you are to him, specifically.

If you tell him about things that you struggle with, he's going to reassure you in the moment. And then you notice that when you consume some form of media together, a lot of times there's a character that has one of those specific things that you also have. He thinks he's subtle, but you see right through him. If he finds a story line where the character learns to love themselves or something, he's definitely going to make you watch it with him. Acts like he's completely innocent, it's just a good story, you know!

Satan

Confused at first. As with Lucifer, finds such things to be completely irrelevant. Obviously, what matters is who you are inside. When someone has a heart and soul as beautiful as yours, their body simply becomes beautiful by association. Also don't you know it's about practicality? Your body exists to move you through the world, not to be pretty for other people.

Uh oh. Now he's getting angry. Why would other humans feel that you have to look a certain way for them? How could they make you feel like you aren't perfect exactly as you are? How dare they subject you to their own ideals of beauty? It's upsetting, MC!

Okay, okay, you're probably going to have to talk him down. He's livid on your behalf, but tell him how much it means to you to hear him say these things and he'll start to calm down. Realizes that getting angry about it doesn't help you in any way. Reassures you that such human world ideas are nonsense.

Starts complimenting you all the time, especially on the things he knows you're insecure about. Maybe you don't like the shape of your nose. He will say, completely straight faced, that your nose is looking really cute today. Although this sounds ridiculous, it does make you smile, so that feels like a win.

Asmodeus

Oh, MC. Don't you think he knows all about this already? Of course he does. Asmodeus is perfectly aware of how things are in the human world when it comes to beauty standards. He knows how hard it can be for some humans.

You might think he couldn't possibly understand because he's so perfect. He's always beautiful. The reality is that he believes his beauty is all he has. If he's not beautiful, who even is he? Take the moment to tell him that he's so much more than his looks. That you love him for who he is, his kindness, his bubbly personality, his creativity, etc.

He's going to tell you that all the things you do to make yourself look good should be things you're doing for yourself. Do them because they make you feel good. Do them because they give you confidence. Do them because you deserve to pamper yourself sometimes. Do them because you need to take care of yourself just as much as you take care of everybody else.

Another one who gets cute about your insecurities. What's that? Did you say you don't like your stretch marks? Well now you're laughing as he kisses every last stretch mark he can find. You learn not to say negative things about yourself around him unless you're prepared to get covered in kisses.

Beelzebub

Misunderstands. Thinks you're asking him for workout advice. You want your body to look a certain way? He knows what to do for that. Do you want him to come up with an exercise schedule for you, MC? Its up to you whether or not you decide to workout with him, but either way you'll have to tell him that's not exactly what you meant. Tell him about diets and watch the confusion get worse.

Wait, wait, wait. Humans restrict their food in an attempt to get their bodies to look a certain way? He's dumbfounded. Just thinking about it upsets him. Why in the world would you want to deprive yourself of any kind of food? You decide not to tell him just how bad this can get for people. He's having a hard enough time as it is.

Don't you dare try to do it around him, though. If you say anything about not wanting to eat something because you're worried it'll make you fat or you're watching your figure or anything else along those lines, he will frown at you. He's going to tell you that you should eat whatever you want.

Beel thinks chubby humans are really cute. They look well fed and that makes him happy. If you're already on the chubby side, he'll tell you how much he likes it. If you're not, he'll tell you how much he likes you the way you are, but if you were to change he would like you just the same.

Belphegor

Huh. Humans care about some weird stuff, don't they? It's not that Belphie is unaware of human world beauty standards, it's more like he thinks it's really dumb so he doesn't think about it most of the time. However, he does recognize what an issue it can be for a lot of people. The fact that you're bringing it up to him indicates that you struggle with it, too. And he's not okay with that.

Won't lose his shit or anything, this guy is too lazy for that. But he is annoyed on your behalf. He's annoyed that you feel insecure about any part of you because the human world had the audacity to pressure you into thinking you weren't good enough just the way you are. You don't have to change anything about yourself, MC. You're perfect.

He's actually really good at listening to you talk about your body image issues. He knows he doesn't necessarily have to participate a lot, he just needs to listen. You'll feel better once you've told him all about your struggles. Tell him everything. He's only going to speak up to tell you that he understands, but that in his eyes, those flaws you think you have don't exist.

As with a couple of his older brothers, he's going to deliberately love on the things that you mention being insecure about. Definitely more bratty about it, though. The more you protest, the more he persists. Did you just complain about how thick your thighs are? He's going to nuzzle into them like they're the softest pillow he's ever had. Loudly says he's going to take his afternoon nap right there. Try to dislodge him and you'll only make it worse.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

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666writingcafe · 7 months

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Exam Prep, Part One

Barbatos

"Your professor has informed me that lately you have been struggling with the lab portion of your seductive speechcraft class," I calmly tell MC, who sighs.

"I can block advances just fine, but actually trying to seduce someone is proving to be quite difficult," they explain. "I don't feel like I'm sounding genuine, if that makes sense. I mean, I never had that much luck with it in the human world, and it seems like I've not had to work super hard here, which still baffles me, but that's a topic for another day." Interesting. I didn't realize they were that introspective. Most humans aren't.

"If it's any consolation, you're doing better than some other demons."

"Like Levi?" I allow myself to smirk, amused by their observation.

"Exactly. Leviathan either can't bring himself to seduce anyone at all, or he pulls from existing media and provides out-of-context lines that don't fit the person he's talking to. From what I've heard, you at least are trying to be original. We--your professor and I--just think that there's room for improvement."

"Of course."

"So, for today's session, I want you to try to seduce me." Of course, that's the moment Diavolo decides to walk past the room MC and I are in. My back may be turned to him, but I can still sense his energy.

You may watch, but do not disturb us.

Understood.

"What?" MC asks, appearing both confused and terrified.

"I am one of the oldest and most powerful demons in the Devildom. If you can manage to produce some sort of effect on me, then you'll pass your exam with flying colors."

"But I don't know that much about you."

"A demon never has a lot of information on a particular human when they first encounter one, but they can use past experiences and context clues in order to be successful."

"I see." In order to ease their nerves, I kindly smile at them.

"Just try the best you can." MC closes their eyes and begins one of the breathing exercises that I taught them.

Why are you doing this? Diavolo just can't resist the urge, can he?

Their power is heavily tied to their emotions.

That isn't what I'm talking about, Barbatos.

Would you rather I have them seduce you, Young Master? Silence. Excellent.

MC opens their eyes, and immediately something seems different about them.

"You do so much for Lord Diavolo, the brothers, and the Devildom at large," they state. "Any other person would have gone insane from the sheer amount of responsibility, and yet you stand here before me with a cool, calm demeanor."

"Practice," I respond.

"You have most people fooled into believing that this life is easy for you, but not me. I know that you work a thankless job that forces you to put everyone before yourself." They're glowing, which isn't entirely unusual for them, but the color's different this time. It's not completely white like it normally is.

"Deep down, you want someone to take care of you. You have been forced to hold yourself up for so long, and you are utterly exhausted. You feel completely alone, like there's not a single soul in the entire universe that would want to take the time to get to know who you truly are." As they step closer to me, I can see spots of pink mixed in with their white light. I don't know how, but I think they've managed to tap into a portion of Asmodeus's power.

"I want to help you, not because I want anything in return, but because I care deeply about you. You deserve to have someone love you unconditionally." MC gently grabs my hand and leans closer to me. "All I ask of you is to let me in. Allow me to grow closer to you, Barbatos."

One might expect MC to take the opportunity to kiss me, but instead they remain still, staring into my eyes. My heart begins beating faster, and I find it harder to focus on my surroundings. In this moment, I finally understand why everyone seems so enamored with MC. I don't even have a pact with them, and yet my mind is begging them to give me an order to follow.

As MC steps back, the glow emanating from them begins dissipating. They're returning to normal.

Why can't I?

"Barbatos? Are you alright?" Shit. I'm on duty. They're not supposed to see me in this condition.

"You'll do just fine, MC." My voice sounds hoarse, and I have no idea why.

Someone's caught feelings.

I would appreciate it if you didn't tease me, Young Master.

But I'm not wrong.

That is irrelevant.

#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me barbatos #obey me lord diavolo #obey me diavolo #in case anyone is confused #barbatos and diavolo can communicate with each other telepathically

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Ive been wondering, what is Dokutaro's ultimate plan with using Kieran ?? Why him, specifically. And why does Doku want a new subject, is it a plan that requires specifically a human or something the original loyal 3 couldnt do? Or, if you dont want to spoil it, maybe a small hint? :3

Also, does Kieran ever feel at least a teeny bit of regret for giving himself up to Dokuatro? Does he ever remember Carmine and feels lonely, or is he completely content with leaving everybody he knew behind? And how do Carmine, the MC, and his grandparents feel about him? what do they know about his situation?

Buttload of questions, but I just really wanna know more about ur AU's story XD

Me answering this ask:

Jokes aside, boy do I have a lot to say!

Okay so, Dokutaro's desire is to control everything and everyone in the world of Pokémon. He believes that free will is irrelevant and that world is meant to serve him.

However, he's willing to help those who help him, an exchange if you will. Dokutaro believes that if people and Pokémon are willing to do anything to achieve their desires, then losing their free will is a perfect price. And if they can't beat their foes with the power Dokutaro has given them, then it's not his problem. Besides, there's always more Pokémon who'll want to give in to their desires.

Dokutaro is kinda like a monkey's paw situation. You get what you want, but you lose your free will and become one of Dokutaro's Chained.

Dokutaro had only chained Pokémon before, as Pokémon are more susceptible to giving in to their desires and wants than people.

As for Kieran, he is merely a test for Dokutaro, to see if controlling people is actually possible, and Kieran takes a lot of effort to use. With Pokémon, they're more willing to give in to their desires and such, but people are more complex.

Dokutaro can give people and Pokémon one of his Toxic Chains and those give the user what they desire but also chain them to his will.

Dokutaro can also give people and Pokémon its mochi, but those given the mochi are less coherent than the others and are more used as mindless fodder than anything.

So why did Dokutaro choose Kieran specifically?

Kieran had just been "betrayed" by Ogerpon, Carmine, and the protagonists. He no longer looked up to Ogerpon and only saw her as a reminder of his weakness. Dokutaro realized that Kieran wouldn't be siding with Ogerpon anytime soon, so it was the perfect opportunity to have Kieran on his side.

Kieran's own self hatred and anger made himself be easily manipulated. He wanted power, he wanted to get stronger. Dokutaro would make sure that Kieran's wish would be granted.

And since controlling people takes a lot of effort, Dokutaro decided to just have Kieran be its main host and have its other victims mochified (that's a word I decided)

Those who are mochified by Kieran handing out the mochi like rice cakes are technically under Kieran's control as well, although since Dokutaro is manipulating him, they're technically under Dokutaro's control.

While possessing Kieran, who ends up as the BB Leauge Champion, it gives Dokutaro a great amount of power over the school. Kieran is Champion, people listen to him, and people probably won't question him, exactly what Dokutaro wanted. While the Blueberry Academy isn't the most ideal place for Dokutaro to spread its control, it's a good start for world domination.

As for Kieran, he does feel some regret from time to time. He sometimes wishes he could go home and just hang out with Carmine again and live a normal life, but Dokutaro is usually there to remind Kieran that this is totally worth it. (it's not. Don't get controlled by an evil peach, kids) The Loyal 3 do their best to make Kieran feel less alone and have him adjust to his new life.

Carmine hates herself for lying to Kieran, and she 100% knows that Kieran is up to something with that mysterious "plush" that disappeared from Peach'ys. Carmine does a lot of digging because she realizes that "Hey this might be a problem" and she's been researching everything about the Loyal 3 and Ogerpon to figure out what Dokutaro is (its a bit of an issue when all the history books contain the fabricated version of events)

His grandparents feel guilty as they believe that it was their fault that Kieran left. They wish that they told Kieran the truth before all this happened.

Florian and Juliana (they're twins in this AU) have some mixed feelings on Kieran. Florian believes that Kieran should have Ogerpon, but Juliana believes that Ogerpon gets to choose who she stays with. The two blame the other for what happened to Kieran, and they constantly argue about who's fault it is.

Carmine knows that Kieran has been receiving "help" from a Pokémon, but she can't find any info on it. She does know that Dokutaro is connected to the Loyal 3 and that they have beef with Ogerpon, but that's it.

The grandparents assume that Kieran hates them, and they don't know of Dokutaro's meddling.

Florian and Juliana do their own research on what's been helping Kieran, but they often help out Carmine and the group brainstorm together. Ogerpon is there for support and to make sure that Dokutaro gets punted to the sun for what he did.

OKAY I think that's everything you asked about. There's a whole bunch of other stuff I'd want to talk about but I'd have to make a new post because this one is so long. (Which I don't mind. I love receiving asks about my AU)

#ask and ye shall receive #pokemon #pecharunt #pokemon kieran #pokemon ogerpon #carmine #florian #juliana #pokemon dlc #kieran pokemon #rival kieran #mochi mayhem #toxic consequences au #the loyal 3 #dokutaro #pokemon dokutaro

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Strange things happened in MHA and I want to talk about them.

hello everyone ! I'm not dead yet and I'm back to complaining about MHA again, this time. "Double standards" Yes, what we often see among fans starts with the first person. Continuous cases of blood loss and death

A long time ago I came across a funny phrase from Toga's fan club. The gist is: “The old man and the middle school girl are two people in the middle of nowhere. The old man is dead. Who is more suspicious?” (I will tell you. he is saying The person who died in Toga Himiko's opening scene was a pervert = deserved to die)

For the above reasons? That made me scratch my head at myself. How can you be sure that the deceased really was someone who had sex with a high school girl? It's true that the location of his death was hidden from the eyes of many contemporaries, but you don't know that in… Japan has a career called "Girlfriend for Rent," which I think some high school girls actually choose to do because it pays. And their job is to just walk around and talk, but there's definitely nothing sexual in them. MHA is a manga that takes place in Japan If the deceased wasn't a pervert who had sex with a high school girl. But what about students or human uncles (?) who use the "girlfriend rental" service?

human uncles (?) who use the "girlfriend rental" service? But the actual service is too expensive, and Giran might be the one who recommended it. (The MHA world is not that black and white, you know that. No need to think about how to contact him.) Then Toga took care of it. Murder them. The police didn't know why because it was some kind of underground contract or something like Giran, wanting someone to die just found a way to give it to Toga. And she murdered and got blood to suck

Here I will say Can't have double standards, like the other person who said that the people in MHA deserve to die. (That idiot said that small children were not involved. But do you really think that LOV will be kind and not kill children?!) Look at the Skeptik that hacked the system to stop public transport systems that had small children in them because of the saying " The people who agree with the heroes are the ones who are not necessary to the new world. This bastard was going to kill the child inside without feeling anything! Is this what LOV did right by killing the people along with the hero society in MHA?

Gary Stu Bakugou Fuck Katsuki.

Damn Bakugo or Kacchan who is far superior to a hundred Andromeda universes put together. The best of the best, even Midoriya Izuku, was only Kacchan's paws. A very smart idiot. go to bed on time A great role model from Eri. A student dedicated to being a hero Even if it means shouting at the person jumping from the building, "If you're going to kill yourself, go somewhere else!" is the No. 1 hero that the entire universe will have to climb on his ant-sized dick!

But that's normal for Kacchan. Don't bully Kacchan, wah wah! If Hori were to write Bakugo, damn Katsuki as an unrivaled MC. Go ahead and write it so it's alone in the MHA universe! Readers like us won't have to waste time reading this! And those who say Kacchan doesn't like being called Kacchan. Do you not sympathize with Kacchan? Wa, wah! And how does Izuku really like the name "Deku"? That is an asshole. Katsuki is ready to cum on his cock! Double standards! oh ! I forgot. Bakugo, damn Kacchan's feelings are more important than Izuku's feelings, as are those who say that Toga's "normality" involves stabbing people with knives. There is nothing wrong with her! Bringing your head close to me, I want to use it as a place to vomit for a moment. It makes me remember a fan comic. That Bakugo had an argument with Izuku about something. (Curses Izuku again) And then he seems to meet Toga. Bakugo asks who Toga is and she answers. “I'm Izuku-kun's stalker!” Bakugou said, “Okay, that's fine!” Whore! This is all you guys ask for. Stroker looks good, no problem! Believe it or not, even if Toga were a man. These brainiacs will still scream to the point of orgasm. Thank you for reading until the end.

#anti bakugou katsuki #anti toga himiko #anti bakugou #mha critical #bnha critical #anti LOV #anti League of Villains

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shadowstorm102 · 1 year

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Asmo's Love

A/N: Okay, this is my first writing, so don't judge lol. This is about Asmo giving an insecure MC a makeover which helps them become more confident in themselves. I have a headcanon that even though his "lust power" doesn't work on you, he has another way to 'influence' you. Such as, he can say something over and over, which will make MC believe it. (It can be used for good and bad). Also as a side note, MC will be gender-neutral.

"Asmoo" You cried out. "Give me back my mirror!

"No, darling." He teased. "You need to stop looking at yourself that much."

"I seriously can not believe that the avatar of fucking lust is telling me not to look at myself?!" You exclaimed. A look of pure bewilderment and frustration painted your face.

Asmo sighed and handed back your mirror. He leaned towards you and whispered in your ear, "You know how much I love you being confident about yourself. But, you and I both know that confidence isn't the emotion you're feeling when you look into that mirror."

You gulped and turned towards him. "W-what do you mean by that? I'm the m-most confident person you've ever seen!"

He raised one meticulously perfect eyebrow. "Dear, is lying going to get you anywhere right now?" He stared into your eyes and even though his 'power' never worked on you, you could feel yourself being pulled in.

"No," you sighed. "I don't feel confident. I don't know, okay? For the past few months, I just feel ... as if I'm not enough. That I don't have anything to be proud about."

Asmo's eyes softened at your words. He wanted to help you but you weren't like other demons or humans he had met. You were different from the very first day. He remembered when he asked you to stare into his eyes and when you reluctantly did, nothing changed. You were just confused, not lusting over him like everyone else had. However, he was able to figure out that he did have an effect on you. Just not in the normal way.

"Y/n, do you want me to give you a makeover?" He hesitantly asked. He usually gave makeovers to those he knew he wouldn't see ever again. Perhaps, one night stands or someone who just finished their crying session. But, this wasn't the time for all of that. He had to help you somehow.

You blinked in confusion before you realized his words. Your eyes widened and you sputtered, "R-really? You want to do o-one of your makeovers for me?"

Asmo softly smiled at your awkwardness and gave you an embrace. He combed his fingers through your hair slowly, untangling any kinks that were there. "Yes, love. I've never done it with a romantic partner before. But, I want to do it with you. I want to show you my love.

You looked up at him and pecked him on his lips. "I'm glad you want to do this."

Grinning, he took your hand and guided you to his dressing room. Sitting in front of the mirror, you immediately notice the non-existent flaws that chipped of a piece of your self-esteem each time. You look ugly. You look stupid. I can't believe you have such a big nose. Oh, those dead looking eyes of yours. No wonder nobody wanted yo-

Asmo picked up on the small frown that painted your pretty features. "Y/n, can you please turn around? I don't want you looking at the mirror until I'm done. You're fine with that, right?" He asked.

His voice broke the train of painful thoughts that was swirling around in your brain. You gulped and spun the chair around. He walked behind you and played with a wisp of your hair. "Turn me into something t-that's worth looking at, A-asmo." Your voice broke as you stuttered out the agonizing words. He immediately moved towards you and pulled you into a hug. Your tense body relaxed in his arms as a sob erupts from your throat.

For the past few months, you've despised your body more than usual. You had held all the pain in, not letting it crack through your cheerful facade. But all you needed was an embrace from your lover to let your river of emotions flood. "I-I'm s-s-sorry f-for crying, I d-don't know w-w-why I'm l-like this," You sobbed. "I'm so sorry for being so emotional a-and being s-so stupi-"

Asmo's soft lips abruptly cut off your words. He held your face gently as if you were the most fragile thing he had ever seen. Tears streamed down your face as he kissed you with as much love as he could. Seconds later, he pulled back and wiped the tears from your face. "Darling," He whispered. "I'll say this over and over. I love you for who you are. I love your body and I love the things you do. The tiny things that you do make my day. I wholeheartedly thank fate for making you come here. You know, before you came here, I was just an empty shell. You gave my entire existence a purpose."

He looked lovingly into your eyes and you could feel yourself becoming a bit calmer and happier.

"You are the most important person in my life. Y/n, believe me when I say this. You are the most beautiful human I've ever met. Inside and most definitely outside. And don't even think about refusing that." He bopped your nose. "I don't think the avatar of lust would lie about something like this." He joked.

Even though tears still rolled down your cheeks, inside you, you could feel his words affecting you. You could feel the way it brought warmth in your heart. After several years of hatred for yourself, you could feel yourself accepting his words a bit. It didn't completely change how you felt but the feeling of acceptance was one you hadn't felt in so long. You yearned for it. "A-asmo, can you keep saying those words when you give me your makeover? I w-want to hear them again." You asked shyly.

Asmo immediately agreed to your request. He gave several compliments while he worked on your hair. "Your hair is so beautiful, love. It's so healthy that even I'm jealous." You giggled. "I'm serious, you must tell me what products you used."

"I don't really do much." You admitted. "I just wash it two times per week to make sure it doesn't become greasy."

He gasped dramatically. "Surely, you use some sort of magical concotion to maintain this?"

"Nope," You shook your head. "I'm not lying. That's all I do."

"I've never seen such a beautiful mane of hair before." He gushed. You could feel your joy rising at his sweet words. How did you end up with such a wonderful man like Asmo? His words made you feel like you were the luckiest person in the world.

A few minutes of silence passed until he said that he was done with the makeover. "Now, y/n, this makeover is a bit different from my others." He said. "Take a look into the mirror and tell me if you like it." You hesitantly turned around and gazed at the person looking back at you. All Asmo had done was accentuate the curls in your hair but you looked so different. In an amazing way. You looked good. For the first time, you didn't turn away in disgust nor did you feel sadness. You felt content. You turned back to him and gave him a hug.

"I love you, Asmo. I love you so much. I'm so glad I have you in my life." You gazed into his loving eyes.

"I love you too, baby."

#obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me scenarios #obey me imagines #shall we date obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #shall we date asmodeus #asmo obey me #om! asmodeus #om! swd #asmodeus x reader #fluff #god i love him #om mc #obey me asmodeus #my first fanfic #don't judge me lol

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yuri-is-online · 1 day

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Sho lover anon back from yesterday LMAOOO but I just finished the jabberwock story and IT WAS SO GOOD AAA I LOVED IT SO MUCH

I freaking love the jabberwock boys so much. Ren honestly reminds me of Midori Takamine from ensemble stars a bit. But the story was very good (and my precious calamari😭)

I got a few chats from kaito and sho, and it makes me so sad to see how much kaito kind of downplays himself so much😭 like my poor boy honestly. And sho was over here asking me to look at the sign for his food truck.

Anyway besides all of that, at like the second to last chapter of jabberwock (I think?) Hyde says something about how much these missions kind of affect the ghouls moral conscience. How do you think this might feel for some of them? I remember kaito talking about wanting to be a normal person (I think either in the prologue or episode 1, I’m not quiet sure) I feel like it might’ve been hard for some of the ghouls who wanted to live normal lives but made a deal with a demon in exchange for something precious, and now being looked as like some hero who’s supposed to protect human kind, and some of them even question why they have to put their lives on the line for such things too (Leo, Ren, and I think Kaito as well?) What are your thoughts on that?

Calamari, Peekaboo, the Capybara bus... Jabberwock best dorm no one else can compete (Taiga when I catch you for stealing the baby when I catch you).

We don't really know how making a pact with a demon works, which sounds a bit silly to say but I think it is important to think about. Did the ghouls seek out their demons? Did the demons finds them? Were they fully aware of what they were doing the whole time or did they get tricked in a way similar to how Slender was using those kids in the first Case? How long have the boys been Ghouls? Do they get immediately taken to Darkwick or an affiliated school/location once being discovered as a ghoul? I feel like we might learn more about that once we get Hotarubi's case, as Haku and Subaru seem to have some very strong feelings about being ghouls and their place at the school. But to answer your actual question, Hyde seems very aware that a lot is being asked of the ghouls. Fighting monsters is a lot to ask of anyone, add in the pressure of the school's prophecy that no one really believes in, the fact that you got your powers from a demon so everyone thinks you are a heartless bastard anyway and yeah I would say that would make you start to question some things. Kaito says he "never asked for any of this" at several points in the prologue and book one, Sho repeatedly points out that the deals the ghouls made are likely very sensitive topics people would want to keep private, a chat between Tohma and Rui where Tohma takes a shot at him for having his whereabouts closely monitored by the school, and Haku's entire conversation in Book One with the MC the second time they try to escape about how little freedom the ghouls have doesn't really paint a happy picture of what life for a ghoul is like. All of which are things I think Hyde is trying to point out in his conversation with MC as the end of Book 3, he wants a world where humans and anomalies can live together happily after all, and that includes ghouls.

I find it interesting how Leo uses the word "pact" while Chancellor Cornelius uses the word "wish." To me, a "pact" implies a level of seeking out the demon knowing full well what you were getting in to where as the word "wish" leaves more room for plausible deniability. To avoid giving specific spoilers for Amnesia (the otome) there is a theme that repeats throughout of gods granting human wishes without thought of the human consequences, Ikki and Kent both make wishes that aren't fully realized thoughts but are granted almost to the letter to disastrous consequence. It's a scenario I can see happening with Kaito, where he wished for something and accidentally did so with a demon and now has to live as a ghoul because of that. I could see it really messing with your mind if you really were just some guy who had no business being involved with anything supernatural and now you're being asked to fight horror monsters almost daily. Makes you wonder what the end game for a ghoul is, are they allowed to live normal lives after they graduate? Or are they forever bound to the organization that runs Darkwick. And perhaps more importantly, what happens if you don't cooperate with them...

#<3 asks #tokyo debunker

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nozomijoestar · 3 months

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I've had Asulili feels so much over the past week and your insight has helped with that. It's such a shame its not a very popular ship or otherwise is outright hated on, I really hope T9 makes there relationship so much softer. I don't know how likely this is but I'd love to see Asuka become the MC finally and Reina become her arch rival, while Lili actually becomes her girlfriend, maybe after Asuka defeats Reina Lili runs up to her and gives her a hug. I wish. :(

Asuka's main motivation has always been wanting to be left to what's "normal" for her. She had a life she was fine with until Feng started a chain reaction leading to events that directly or indirectly pull her into problems far beyond the scope of anything she's used to or can control.

The only solution she knows best is fighting everyone and everything that wants to take away her sense of "right" and "normal" if not to topple the thing then to numb herself from stressful emotions as a result of being out of control. Every Tekken game has had Asuka start from a place of trying to fit into her normal routine again, then something disturbs that in a way she can't ignore so it angers her and she fights to release that anger, then by the end of the game she's back to her "normal". (EDIT: 2/13/2024 - 8 is the FIRST time we ever meet Asuka already in motion to be involved with what's happening, not starting from stasis at home, which I choose to believe is part of the game's tagline to accept and face one's fate, where we started with her this time showed a change in her behavior toward accepting parts of her circumstances; an attitude further found in her character ending)

She can't just be left alone because her bloodline catches up with her, or because her love of violence means she's always going to take the route that lets her indulge. Even the one person who's interested in her is the same way and herself tied to the Mishima chain of tragedy as Asuka is, but with an awareness of it Asuka doesn't care for because she wants to be left in her own world.

I highly doubt Asuka would be the protagonist of 9; though I am open to it as a possibility. If it were done though then you have to first see this pattern in Asuka's behavior to start theorizing on the execution and intentions of "hero" Asuka. Asuka isn't a hero to me (like Jin she's an antihero), she's a hero to herself, but that's because she thinks beating up anyone who angers her and who's also perceived as a menace at the same time is just. That because someone is bad in some way or doing a bad or inconveniencing thing means that's enough to assault them on your own judgement even if it'll cause further collateral.

Even people around her don't believe this hero narrative since in her 5 prologue she's described as "a nosy kid solving other people's problems by knockout" from the general public's perspective. If there weren't any clear "targets" or rather people society would allow to be hurt because it doesn't extend the same kindness and humanity towards them, then Asuka's violent nature would make her just as much a thug as the ones she beats. I have argued before that in a sense, she already is.

8 circumvented this principle but only because it directed this mindset Asuka has toward a legitimate ultimatum: kill and fight whatever gets in your side's way or everyone dies.

Reina wouldn't bother with Asuka as a rival in my opinion. Rival implies there's a mutual, comparable baseline in skill and recognition of each other. It means a level of seeing someone as capable of being close to you and you to them were it not for a gap, considerations you wouldn't give to an 'enemy', and Reina has zero interest in that. Everyone is beneath her and is only mildly acceptable if they have something she can use for herself, much like Heihachi. Then they're discarded. If Reina were to acknowledge her in any way it's purely as an obstacle or nuisance to overcome and eliminate. They can absolutely clash, but from Reina's side I see nothing personal about it at all beyond "Don't get in my way, thing."

Basically, if we get 9 protagonist Asuka it (if it was well written) would come with several caveats and deviations from what "good" looks like. Like Jin, Asuka would have to accept the full spectrum of herself including the bad, and want to use her family history and powers if not for the world then for those she cares about, and for the thrill of fully realizing her violent potential. But instead of going wild with that violent side she learns how to leash it how to redirect it to genuinely protect and as a second resort rather than a first. She would loosely embrace what Jun is but with a twist in that Asuka is more self serving despite still being a decent person. She'll still help people just because they're hurt (see her 5 ending) but that alone doesn't make a good person or goody two shoes.

Asuka v Reina would be on the surface a clash of ideas and a clash of good against evil, but the reality of it is the hero just wants people to stop fucking dragging her into their bullshit so she can go home and stay home. Yet at the same time, this is one of the best fights she's ever had and it's the time of her life to enjoy it. The world is only worth anything if it gives her spaces she understands and people she can understand. That's why her 8 ending was so surprisingly wonderful to me. She got both, she got some kind of peace (including Lili being accepted in her worldview) but without giving up her drive to fight. She's safe and hopeful without sacrificing who she is.

This is also why AsuLili is compelling. They are narrative foils. Lili is Asuka's dark mirror. Every negative trait and urge Asuka acts oblivious to using her heroic naivety is instead something Lili openly displays about herself. Part of what separates them is Lili's desperate desire for connection, to be important and useful to someone. While instead Asuka is ok with being isolated to who and what she knows. You have to force her out her comfort zone, where Lili chases what would comfort Lili instead.

Vulnerability between them is definitely hard won because they refuse to give it freely to anyone. The Asuka 8 ending or Sebastian's TT2 ending, Lili chastising Sebastian for the silliness of what she's doing in her TT2 ending, or even parts of Feng's TT2 ending are the closest glimpses you get to seeing that guard down. I'd count what Lili said to Lars in 6 too, she complains very loudly about not being able to see Asuka then tries playing it off with "Well such is life." before literally showing up to see Asuka in Osaka in their endings. It's in a lot of the unspoken, in a lot of expressions and in the eyes as much as the actions.

All this to say Reina vs Asuka would be a jumping because Lili would make herself involved, probably get hurt either physically or mentally or with some transformation (DEVIL LILI CAN STILL WIN TO BE CLEANSED BY ASUKA AS A METAPHOR FOR ACCEPTING LOVE CAMPAIGN + KAZJUN PARALLELS) etc. which is a turning point for Asuka to save her in some way which includes beating Reina. And if they hugged by the end that's because they broke the eight million silent emotional walls between them.

And to promote the intellectual agenda here's first novella I wrote about AsuLili I'm working on the second it's halfway finished

As a side AsuLili being hated (and mind you they don't have to be liked lmao absolutely not, though I will tend to look at someone a way if they don't because usually they tend to also hate kids in general for being kids) 9/10 times is genuinely from homophobia, misogyny, lack of media literacy, and pedophiles who will scream and shit at the thought that they come as a duo therefore must be incapable of anything else, while then jacking off to them separately (and I know Asuka is 18 now in 8 but that's barely legal and these are grown ass adults way outta that ballpark to be playing with themselves over it). I'm sorry to say.

#tekken #asuka kazama #asulili

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sketch-guardian · 10 months

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Mc just booping Odon randomly +rad classmates reacting to it like they just come up to him with a serious face and just boop him then go on about their day or mc just booping everyone

This is a very nice idea, reading it honestly cheered me up a bit, which I needed because yesterday I received some news that shook me a bit😥so I hope that, by writing this, not only I'll satisfy your request, but that it will also manage to distract me🙈I tried to write both scenarios, I hope that's okay, I did my best✨:

RAD CLASSMATES WITH A MC BOOPING ODON/EVERYONE

FIRST HEADCANONS

MC BOOPING ODON:

DEMYA

Initially she would be slightly surprised to see such an interaction between Odon and MC, but soon she would find that quite funny and in a way she would see herself in such acts, since sometimes she happens to climb on Odon's back to reach high objects, to see things in the distance or simply to receive a nice piggyback ride. However it's likely that she would like to receive a similar treatment from MC too, so she might get sulky if MC doesn't pay enough attention to her

DOMNRA(MOBIM)

Although he's aware of the fact that Odon isn't hostile and in general very chill and gentle despite being a demon, Domnra believes that MC has either a lot of courage or a total lack of sense of self-preservation to undertake such an action towards Odon, especially because no one would dare get so close to them because of their old reputation. Mobim, on the other hand, would be curious about MC's gesture and would try to replicate it on Domnra to understand how it works

AZUL

He would find such action hilarious and honestly he would wonder how he never thought of doing such a thing too, not only to Odon, but also to others, because he has little restraint and decidedly little restraint, therefore not even people like Lucifer or Lord Diavolo would be safe from one of his new favorite pastimes. However, being friends with Odon, Azul would love to join MC in the art of booping

ZURI

Knowing Odon, Zuri would imagine that they would appreciate MC's gesture, even though they usually don't allow many people to approach their face, for a matter of safety, however she would find quite ridiculous the fact that an ancient and feared demon like Odon, let a human boop their nose, however she wouldn't voice her opinion, since it's none of her business

ODON

They would have no idea of what exactly MC is doing in the beginning, they might even think it's some kind of traditional human greeting that they have missed over the centuries or somehow forgotten about, yet Odon would find the gesture nice and being the only one to receive it would make them feel special, something they're not used to

SECOND HEADCANONS

MC BOOPING EVERYONE:

DEMYA

She would be happy to receive such a demonstration of attention and affection from her mate, in fact she would let herself be pampered without making a fuss. Demya would probably reciprocate MC's gesture either by booping them in return or with affectionate kisses and little chomps, with her it's not uncommon to end up playing fight after all

DOMNRA(MOBIM)

MC could boop Mobim without any problem, the little curse would be pleasantly surprised and would try to reciprocate MC's affectionate gesture, however Domnra would die of embarrassment if his partner did the same thing to him, especially in public. In private he might be persuaded to receive such treatment, but his face would wear a embarrassed pout

AZUL

MC would involuntarily create a booping monster and from a simple nice gesture the situation would turn into some kind of competition to see who is better and more creative in affectionately reciprocating the gesture. In Azul's case, he would have an advantage over his lovely star though, being able to walk through walls like a ghost as well

ZURI

Normally Zuri wouldn't appreciate such a childish gesture towards her, considering it almost a lack of respect, but since this case is about her beloved, she would let it go and just reply with an exasperated but affectionate sigh. In moments of greater domesticity and tranquility in private, she might be tempted to boop MC back

ODON

They would be confused and honestly it would be one of the few times they got caught off guard, but one of the reasons Odon appreciates their dear friend MC is because they're full of surprises, so in the end they would appreciate the gesture. It's also likely that the eye-like creatures have seen MC booping other people around Devildom, so Odon would be happy to have been included in such ritual, however they would be hesitant to reciprocate, because they wouldn't want to overstep or disrespect MC's boundaries

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hornyf0ckers · 2 years

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Could you write headcanons for the new transfer characters (thirteen, Raphael and that other guy with the way to complicated name) and how they would act with a new human transfer student that joined along with them? Would they warm up quickly? Would they not?

Love your writing and thank you in advance if you decide to do this!!

- anon🍀

The side(side) Characters reacting to a new exchange Student

Warning: Lesson 65 Spoilers

I apologize if those headcanons aren't 100% correct, I haven't met them in game yet.

Since it wasn't specified if the human is reader, the human is not implied to be be reader/MC.

Thirteen

Thirteen wouldn't be interested at first

She had no plans of making friends in Devildom anyway so why would she hang around a normal human

She only seemed to be a little interested in MC but that was due to rumors and then being Solomon's apprentice

But because she was put in a group with the human they began talking

But I don't think their relationship would grow past well-acquainted though

Maybe a few more small talks but that's it

Though it really depends on the personality of the human

If she got not no one else she would seek out the human to test her traps out on

Poor human almost got electrocuted once

Interest lvl: 5/10

Raphael

100% not interested

He wasn't interested in the reaper so he would definitely not be interested in the human

He will he distant but he is still an angel so he wouldn't be mean

Like I said previously, it depends on the personality of the human if they talk more or not

I would imagine the human spend some time with Simeon and Luke so Raphael would just be there too

Maybe if everyone is busy he would ask the human to help him get Micheal a present

Interest lvl: 4/10

Mephistopheles

Things are quite different regarding him since he isn't an exchange Student

Mephistopheles only met the human when Thirteen shot him with a bazooka

But he didn't pay any mind to the human

Like none at all

He "doesn't associate [himself] with minimum wage worker" (quote from what he said in game I believe)

He refused to talk to the human and it will keep on being like that

The only reason I would see him approach the human is for some secrets regarding Lucifer or anything spicy at all for the RAD's newspaper

Interested lvl 1/10

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gumsnail682 · 2 years

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@fried-lotud here It is!

I made two versions, one normal one and one where MC dosen't speak the same language as them, Enjoy! (Not proof read)

(Mentions of a tazer obviously)

~Taser time >:)~ (300 words)

"Welcome to the Devildom MC!"

"What the fuck did you just say?" You were absolutely clueless as to what the hell was going on. It actually happened didn't it? You were drugged and taken to a strange place, this was the end for you wasn't it? Theres no other logical explanation, was the Devildom what they called there torture/murder dungeon?

"Uhh." You looked around at the men that surrounded you, "What the fuck?" You muttered.

"You must be confused so let me ex-" "BACK THE FUCK UP!" You saw one of the men approach you and whipped out your taser and stuck it right in the man's abdomen. He was completely taken back, he didn't expect or think that you'd straight up attack him and he definitely didn't expect it to hurt so bad!

He doubled over, holding his abdomen, "Son of a bi-!" "How dose 50'000 volts taste!? Dont try me mother fucker!" Everyone in the room was stunned(Especially Lucifer), did this human just cause Lucifer to double over in pain!? Who exactly were you?

"I think you misunderstand! We mean you no harm, truely." Diavalo was trying so hard not to crack a smile at Lucifer's misfortune. "Bullshit! No one kidnaps someone with good intentions, I know that for a fact!" You glared, "I ain't going down without a fight." You muttered under your breath, it took quite some time to calm you down and convince you that you weren't in any danger.

"You know you could have just, I don't know, send me a letter." You deadpanned, "I see, that would have kept.. this from happening." Diavalo looked over to Lucifer who was standing off to the side glaring daggers at you.

This was going to be the longest year of your life for sure.

~Taser time alternate~ (358 words)

"Welcome to the Devildom MC!"

"What the fuck did you just say?" You had no clue what the red haired man in front of you just said. You stared at him stupidly for a moment, "What?" You blurted, a black haired man said something you once again didn't understand and walked towards you, "Stay away from me you creep!" You screeched as you whipped out your taser and plunged it Into his abdomen, you assumed he cursed as he doubled over in pain. "I have no clue what you just said but I hope they hurt!" You yelled as you backed away.

"Master, I don't believe they can understand our language like we understand there's yet." You just assumed the green haired man said something malicious and pointed your taser in his direction. "Could someone go get Solomon or Simeon?" The green haired man spoke again and it put you even more on Edge. "Ok nobody approach the human for now." The red haired man signed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

You stood there, your defensive stance never faltering for even a moment. One of the men had left and it didn't help your nerves at all. Soon he came back followed by two other guys. What were they planning on doing to you!?

"Hey now, it's ok. You're not in danger." The white haired boy said, finally something you understood. "What the fuck is going on!?" You demanded, voice shaky. "Don't be afraid, we're in the same position here." He said, his smile wasn't comforting at all, "They kidnapped you too?" You asked, still on guard. "Yup! Sure did." The other man next to him signed, "Solomon don't scare them more. Allow me to explain, My names Simeon." Simeon explained the situation, "You're not in any danger, if anything happens I'll do my best to help you." Unlike Solomon, Simeons smile actually put you at ease.

"You'll grow to understand there're language soon enough. For now me or Solomon can translate for you." Simeon said as you slowly lowered your taser, "Ok.. but if I see anything suspicious I'm pulling the taser back out!" You warned.

(Should I write some more scenarios with this or nah?)

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me barbatos #OM! MC with a taser #obey me x mc

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Hii!! I hope this request doesn't add any pressure on you. You see, I'm a fanfic writer—I aspire to be a published author one day as well—but lately I've been feeling a little down about my work. I like my writing, but I feel like if someone reads it, they'll puke from the sweetness. (I'm obsessed with poetic descriptions of love and affection. I can't help it. I like them.) So I was wondering how Scorpio would handle that (the whole insecurity thingy) if he was my boyfriend. (I've seen people requesting comfort pieces for Scorpio often, so if you're sick and tired of writing about the same character over and over again, don't push yourself!) And I'm a she/her (female) sooo... Yep :"D Thank you for your time!^^

Scorpio~ Insecurities

Synopsis: Ever since Scorpio first met MC, she was always working hard on something… But she never let him see what it was. Not to mention there were various times where he felt her insecurities seeping through her contact with him. Little did she know her boyfriend had experience with being insecure. Maybe there was some way for him to help her past hers.

✨Masterlist✨

Female goldfish!

A/n: I’ve said this before, but the most important part about being a creator is creating things you enjoy. If you like it, then that’s all that matters. Since you’re aspiring to be a published author, let me offer you some life advice I learned in college! I went to college for art because that was my passion… but my art was different from everyone else's so I felt self-conscious working on projects and presenting them. But in the end, people ended up loving the way I did my art. It’s normal to feel insecure about something you made with your own hands, but there’s always going to be someone out there who’ll love what you do.

And if you need emotional support, you can count on your friendly neighborhood zodiac! The plus side of the SCM fandom is that it’s small and supportive. So, we’ve got your back! 💖 We love you! Scorpio loves you too!

–Word Count: 4,535–

I sighed, the papers shuffling in front of me as I dropped my head onto my pillow. I stared at the printed sheets of writing, but the feeling of discontent was overwhelming in my chest. It wasn’t like I didn’t like what I had written. I mean, I proofread it several times and then additionally read it twice just because I couldn’t get over how well-written it was. I almost couldn’t believe that those words came out of my head and were put together legibly on paper.

But as great as I felt about it, I absolutely couldn’t bring myself to even think about publishing it. It made me frustrated that it was just going to be another useless piece of writing in my binder.

*Click*

My head snapped up at the sound of the doorknob turning and I quickly shoved my arms on top of the binder to hide the word-vomit.

The door flung open, before closing a moment later. Scorpio stood in front of the closed door, his eyes trailing over my still form that hovered over a binder of papers. Still, he didn’t think too hard about it as he greeted, “You been waiting this whole time?”

“Uh, yeah,” I answered, gesturing for him to come closer. He didn’t need to stand at the door like a stranger. “But don’t worry about it. I was entertaining myself while waiting. Krioff told me you were still working in the Heavens soooo… I sort of just invited myself in. Sorry.”

“It’s fine. You're allowed in my room,” he hummed, making his way over to his desk. His eyes glanced back to my arms where I hid my binder underneath. Maybe it was something important that I couldn't share. “You were doing work?” He seated himself at his desk where he still had his own work to get through.

I looked over to the window, wishing he wouldn’t have brought up my project so casually. I didn’t really want to discuss my story—whether I liked it or not; I wasn’t ready for other opinions. Besides, he was a god. I was sure he wouldn’t care for my human word-vomit. Still, I wouldn’t just ignore his question. “Sort of. How about you? I guess you’ve got a bit more papers to go through… considering that enormous pile on your desk.”

He didn’t look too pleased at the reminder that he had his own work to finish. He’d been working all day, only to come to his room on Earth and find me relaxed on his bed doing my own projects. His eyes squinted for a moment before he asked, “Is that comfortable?”

“Huh?” I faltered. “Is what comfortable?”

“Doin’ work in bed.”

I tilted my head, thinking about it for a moment. Work was comfortable in bed when I was typing everything on a laptop. I couldn’t say that writing while in bed was the most practical thing. After all, it was hard to proofread my paper and make corrections with a pen when lying down. But reading in bed was a whole other leisurely task. It was one of my preferred parts of the writing process. “It’s not the most convenient way to work,” I honestly answered him. “But if it’s just papers you’re reading then you can do that anywhere you want. But… from the looks of it, you have quite a bit of writing to do when it comes to your Punishment’s work.”

“Yeah,” he grumbled. He’d rather be doing anything else, but the faster he got through his work, the more time he’d have to spend with me. “It won't take long, but you can go back to whatever you were doing before.”

Scorpio had work to finish, so he couldn’t really pay much attention to me; but I also didn’t want to just pull out my papers and start going through them again. The last thing I wanted was for Scorpio to ask what I was doing—or worse, to read what I was writing. Besides, he was always complaining when I’d touch him and he’d overhear the fluffy thoughts going on in my head. If he saw all the cute crap I wrote then he’d probably spontaneously combust from embarrassment. Maybe someone like Dui or Partheno might appreciate my stories… but there was no way I’d ever really share them!

Besides, who would love the gushy, romantic, star-crossed fluff I wrote? The guys in the mansion would probably just tease me until the day I died… and no humans would be interested in my stories. Whether I wrote in fiction or nonfiction, nothing seemed right enough to publish. If I couldn’t figure something out soon, then I’d miss my opportunity to become an author… I wasn’t sure if I was more upset over people not getting to read my creations, or more terrified at the prospect of people not liking my work. Or was that even the problem at all? Was I just overthinking things?

The entire time Scorpio did his paper-work, I laid there fuming as I stared out of the window. Well, in any case, I decided I couldn't make a decision on an empty stomach. Glancing over to Scorpio, he seemed intensely dedicated to his work. I suppose he had to be, being vice minister and everything. Maybe if I had his kind of determination, then I'd be able to get something done.

Of course, that was all going to wait until after I had a filling snack. Moving myself from the bed, I caught the attention of Scorpio, and I hastened to explain, “I'm going grab something to eat. I'll be right back.”

He muttered a quiet response, though I couldn't quite understand what he said. I took it as an acknowledgement as I left the room. He had quite the amount of work to finish. He deserved a snack for all his hard work as well!

***

If he stared any harder, he was sure to burn holes right through his bed. But Scorpio couldn’t help it. I left my binder unattended on his bed with him in the room. He couldn’t decide if that meant I was okay with him looking through it or not. After all, would I have even left it there in his room in the open if I wasn’t okay with him looking at it? Besides, what could be so bad about what was inside of it?

The corners of his lips drew back in disapproval with himself. What if it was a diary? What if he only found things about himself in there? Would he be able to face me again if he found something he wasn’t supposed to see?

Then again, I also looked endlessly frustrated with the binder and its contents. There was the possibility of it being work-related; work tended to make him frustrated as well. But, on the other hand, there was the occasional time he remembered where he sensed insecurity coming off of me in waves. If he read what was in that binder, would he find out what I was so damn insecure about? Maybe that’s why I looked so frustrated!

Making up his mind, he hesitantly snatched the binder from the bed. He didn’t want to be a nosy boyfriend, but he already convinced himself that he was doing this to help me. Besides, if it was nothing to worry about, then he could just put it back on the bed and pretend nothing ever happened. I didn’t even need to know he touched the darn thing.

The minute he turned to the first page in the binder, his door flung open, making him frantically move to shut the binder. However, in moving to toss it back to its place on the bed, he ended up throwing it out of desperation to not get caught going through my stuff. This, of course, only ended with the prongs of the binder exploding open and scattering my papers across his floor.

He looked at the mess in speechless horror before turning to the door where his eyes narrowed at finding Ichthys standing there. Ichthys didn’t know what he just walked in on, but he felt like he should regret interrupting whatever Scorpio was doing. Scorpio’s hands were shaking in frustration as he shouted, “You stupid problem child! Learn how to knock on a damn door before you just barge in!”

Ichthys was speechless at gaining Scorpio’s ire so quickly today, but his eyes landed on the scattered papers and a smug grin crossed his face. “You were going through (Name)’s stuff.”

“I-” Scorpio faltered. Yeah, he was, but he wouldn’t let Ichthys know that. “I was just moving her stupid book! Get the hell out of my room!” Frantically he moved to pick up the mess. He didn’t need Ichthys seeing anything I had in there.

“Oh, yeah?” Ichthys continued, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “You’re her boyfriend so I guess you would already know what’s in there, anyway. It’s not like she would show me and not the man she loves so much. After all, most of it’s about you. So, surely you’d already know about it!”

“What the hell,” he snapped, his sharp eyes returning to the childish god who was nonchalantly leaning against his door frame. “She let you read this crap she wrote?”

“Of course, of course.” Ichthys played it off very coolly, as if it were common knowledge—as if I let anyone read what was in the binder. But if it was about Scorpio, then surely he would have heard something by now—he would have at least been allowed to read it. Seeing Scorpio’s open distress when it came to me, Ichthys couldn’t help but prod a bit more, “You would never know how filthy a human’s mind is until she writes about everything her boyfriend does to her.” Ichthys held his breath, trying not to break his charade by laughing at how red Scorpio’s face was getting. “I’ll be on my way. Lots of work to finish!”

“Wait!” Before Scorpio could make Ichthys stop, the damned fish was already escaping down the hall. Grumbling to himself, he swiftly piled up the various papers. None of them looked like they belonged together and he wasn’t sure what order to put them back in. It would take him forever to sort through this. I’d be back long before he could fix this mess. But… while he had this opportunity… he wanted to see what the hell Ichthys was talking about!

He frantically started flipping back and forth through the scattered sheets looking for anything that might have reached the other gods, potentially embarrassing him.

***

I had told Ichthys to go see if Scorpio was still doing his work or not. After all, I didn’t want to interrupt his work with rabbit apples. I knew very well that he’d neglect his work in favor of the snack. But Ichthys was grinning suspiciously when he walked back into the kitchen and my eyes narrowed on him. “Hey, what took you so long?”

Ichthys shrugged his shoulders, acting completely innocent despite the way he was close to cracking up laughing. “It’s just funny to see Scorpio slacking off. Geez, you surely have him all riled up, (Name).”

“I have him riled up?” I glared at him accusingly. “Did you play a prank on him? He was trying to do his work.”

“Don’t be mad,” Ichthys pouted, sitting beside me with a sigh. “Alright, fine. I kinda startled him, but it wasn’t bad. He’s almost as bad a workaholic as Zyg. I bet he went right back to doing his work the minute I left. Oh, after cleaning up that big mess he made. I’ve never seen so many papers fly all over. That gives me a great idea for a new prank!”

I whined, bonking Ichthys on top of the head. “You startled him while he was doing his work? You’re honestly so mean to him. I bet he'll feel better with these rabbit apples. And no, you can't have one.” I knew Ichthys meant well with the other gods, but… he didn’t understand that they didn’t really share the same humor. I just hoped that whatever he did to Scorpio didn’t leave my boyfriend in a completely sour mood.

Knocking gently, I let myself in the room, only pausing at hearing him curse. “Shit…”

My surprised gaze landed on him, realizing that he looked as startled as I suddenly felt at seeing what he was looking through. Why did he have all of my papers scattered all over? “W- What are you doing?!”

Despite looking so startled, he was able to give me a surprisingly clear answer, “The damn binder fell and everything popped out. I was trying to put it back together…”

I sighed. He was a really shitty liar with me, but I wasn’t sure how to tell him that to his face. Instead, I pointed out, “It was on the bed… How did it just fall?”

Still, he had an answer for that as well. “I was moving it when that damn fish came into the room! Obviously, it was on my bed.” Was I suddenly telling him he couldn’t move things in his own room? But being met with the awkward silence, he realized that he clearly made me uncomfortable having overstepped his boundaries. Trying to break the tension, he asked, “You… Uh… You like this crap?” Immediately, his face suggested that those weren’t the words he wanted to use, and he winced. “I mean… you wrote all this?”

Of course, I did. Did it look like anyone else’s book? Besides, his expression told me he wasn’t pleased by what he had seen so far. Knowing he looked inside of my binder was embarrassing enough. I stuttered, “I… I think I forgot something in the kitchen.” I wasn’t lying to him any more than he was lying to me. Besides, why should I be worried about leaving him alone with my writing? He already started reading it. It wasn’t like he could make things worse.

I wasn’t sure who to really blame for this, him or Ichthys. Frustrated, I went straight to the balcony to stew on the situation alone. I didn’t need someone trying to comfort me when they didn’t understand what was going on in my head. But it wasn’t like this was a worst-case-scenario yet. I was just trying to avoid a worst-case-scenario by avoiding Scorpio.

I knew I’d have to see him again eventually and face whatever he had to say. More than likely, he’d be as straight-forward and brusque as usual. As I was right now, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to handle that. I already felt insecure and self-conscious about my creations. Maybe this path wasn’t for me. Maybe I’d be better off finding a new passion to share with the world. Maybe… something that’d make me more useful. But the major damage was already done. My boyfriend had already gone through my work. Scorpio would probably never look at me the same again…

I groaned, burying my head in my hands. There was unlikely a way to salvage my situation.

***

Scorpio didn’t know how to handle my sudden escape. He knew it was completely his fault. Besides, with everything he read so far, he sincerely doubted Ichthys was even telling the truth earlier. In fact, based on my reaction to him, Scorpio doubted I ever let Ichthys lay his grubby hands on this binder. He was just caught going through my belongings like some sort of untrusting loser of a partner. Not to mention, he’d ordinarily punish anyone else for trying this kind of thing.

He couldn’t find anything in my writings to help enlighten him on how I was feeling, but doing a quick sweep of the mansion, he found me sitting out on the balcony, my head buried in my hands. He briefly wondered if I was crying, guilt tearing him up on the inside. He had to comfort me and make me feel better, but he was the reason I was feeling like this. How did he fix this kind of situation? He wasn’t sure, but maybe I’d give him a hint or two—or maybe I’d yell at him. He would prefer that to me ignoring him, at least.

“Hey,” he called out quietly. The slight jump in my shoulders told him I heard him just fine. “I’m sorry for goin’ through your stuff. I shouldn’t’ve been snooping while you were gone. It wasn’t… private or anything… was it?” After all… I did leave it with him. Unless… I just really trusted him not to touch it. But I didn’t make that clear, so how was this his fault?!

“It’s nothing important,” I quietly responded, not betraying how important it was to me.

Scorpio sighed, feeling bad for internally trying to push the blame onto me. He knew better. He knew me better. He walked out onto the balcony, taking a seat beside me on the bench. “You can pull that crap with the others. But that binder’s important to you. You wouldn’t be writing in it all the time for nothing. What’s it for?”

Silence filled the space between us, and for a moment Scorpio wondered if he was pushing my limits. Was he moving too fast? But to his relief, I answered, “It’s just some stuff I wrote. It’s not like I was writing for anyone else to read them.” Turning my head away from him, I added as a whisper, “Not like I wanna become an author…”

“Why?” Silence answered him. He pursed his lips, wondering if he should address the common-occurring emotions that welled in me. His fingers were barely brushing over mine, but he could feel the insecurities swarming in my head now more than ever. “It’s not that you don’t want others to read your work… You’re afraid to let them read it.” My sharp inhale told him he was right, considering he wasn’t usually the most emotionally observational person. “You seem like you really enjoy it. And it’s not bad,” He admitted his feelings on the matter. “I’m sure there would be other humans that’d like it as much as you do.”

I scoffed, not believing him for one second. He was just pulling this stuff out of thin air to comfort me. “How’d you know? It’s not like you know what humans like.”

“Your work is original,” he snipped back, though it wasn’t quite as sharp as the jab that I had just given him. “It’s not like you know what those greedy humans wouldn’t like. They could love your shit, but you’d never know because you don’t share it.”

I fell silent again. I didn’t think he’d be so passionate about my writing… It made me feel vaguely warm inside to know that he cared so much about something that I should have considered a hobby instead of a career choice. Still, I wasn’t putting my defenses down just yet. I wanted more information. “Why do you care so much about me sharing my writing? You don’t even like it.”

“No,” he quickly denied that statement. Sure, it wasn’t something he would usually spare time to read, but it wasn’t bad. He may have been biased, but he appreciated my writing. “You made it yourself; why shouldn’t I like it?”

“Who made it is irrelevant. What if I published it anonymously? Would you be saying these same things if I just happened to be collecting writings I liked, and that binder wasn’t filled with a single original thing from me?”

“Tch,” he scoffed, getting fed up with this back and forth arguing. Besides, I only seemed to be getting as fired up as he was. “You think I’m lying to you for the hell of it? I’d tell you it was shit if I felt like it was shit. But your writing is good, regardless of if you think there's more you need to learn or not.” His words grew sharper, emphasizing his point. “Why do you hate it so much?”

I wasn’t sure how to respond to him for a moment. I didn’t hate it. In fact, I loved it so much that I didn’t want other people to make me hate it. I was afraid that it might become something I’d despise. What if I loved my work so much that I couldn’t see the fault in it? I was even more biased than Scorpio… But I had more reason to be afraid than Scorpio did. It was my work, not his.

Seeing me struggling, Scorpio sighed. “I know… It’s hard to overcome self-doubt and insecurities that you can’t put a name to.”

“Then why are you trying to push me?”

“Because sometimes we need to be pushed.” His hand wrapped gently around mine, as I glanced over at him. He sounded familiar with this… and it drew my curiosity as he started explaining, “I didn’t think I’d make it as a god. I was always used to taking orders and doing things in a structured way… Kind of like how you humans do things at schools and then are automatically expected to integrate into a completely different adult-human world.”

I muttered, “Why is that accurate…?”

“Zyglavis pushed me until I realized I was good at my job and I became his vice minister.” His eyes trailed over me, hanging onto his every word like a valuable life lesson. “You seem uncertain, like me… and I thought reading your stuff would help.”

“Did it?”

“No.” He grumbled, upset that he found nothing useful to help me. But here, holding hands with me, he figured a few things out. “I can read you better than some book. But there are some things I can’t figure out even through touching your hand or reading your stuff. I wanna know what you’re looking for.”

I paused. “Looking for?” That’s such a vague question.

“What do you want?” He tried to reword his troublesome question. He’d give me the world if that’s what I wanted, but he knew my desires were more simple than that. There was something I wanted that I was afraid to reach for and he at least wanted to try and get me where I wanted to go. “You think insecurity is all I feel from you? You have some kind of ambition behind it.” His eyes were glued to me, waiting for my response.

My eyes flitted back to him for a moment. He wasn’t staring me down, which probably made it easier to answer him. “I want to write… I want to be an author. I want people to read my writing and like it. I just…”

“I know.” He didn’t need me to repeat how self-conscious I was about my work. He knew that much. “I can help you.”

“Huh?” Instantly I was alarmed at the suggestion. “No way! I can’t use your powers for this. If you use your powers, then it’ll be like I cheated. You- We can’t-”

“Who said I was using my powers?” He watched as I tried to calculate his meaning in my head. “If you’re not feeling confident to publish anything, why don’t you let us read them first and give our feedback?”

“But you guys are old!” I clammed up after my sudden exclamation. “I mean- You’re not old old. Just… Older… Uh…” I faltered. “It’s just that you guys have been alive for so long. And gods like Hue read all the time. So… I can’t help but think that my writing would be underwhelming for gods who have been reading for hundreds of thousands of centuries.”

“You think there’s any one right way to do something?” His eyebrows furrowed together. He had a point… “I don’t do punishments the same as Zyg but that doesn’t mean I’m not any better at my job. Your writing is different because it’s yours.” He felt like he was just repeating himself over and over… But I looked like I was genuinely considering his words. If this was my dream, then he’d do his best to make sure I could accomplish it. He’d take down any obstacles in my way—even if it meant he needed to rope in those other guys.

One thing I was certain of… was the fact that Scorpio was sticking firmly to his beliefs. Still, it’d take me a bit more time before I was ready to handle discussing my work with another person. I let out a sigh, coming to a hesitant decision. “Scorpio…” He waited patiently for my decision with bated breath. Though, I wasn’t ready to agree or disagree with him. “Can you help me fix my binder first?”

His lips curled up into a rare smile. I didn’t immediately reject his idea, and it seemed like I was giving it some thought. Letting him help me fix my binder was already a step in the right direction. “Sure, I’ll help.”

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