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astaroth1357 · 3 years

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Demigod MC Series: Athena

So. I have to deal with the virgin goddesses… By mythos, there really shouldn't ever be children of Artemis, Hestia, or Athena (yes, Athena was a virgin goddess). PJ got past that by making it canon that Annabeth and her siblings were born from cracking open Athena's skull (yes, that's also more or less the canon explanation). They gloss over it real quick but I remember, Rick. I've always remembered and that mental image has haunted me for years...

I can't, in good conscience, ignore the history around Athena's worship (call it an academic restraint) but I REFUSE to do the skull thing. So, since I make the rules here, I'm going with magic adoption. They still get magic powers, they're just more human than demigod. Cool? Cool.

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus, Demeter, Athena

Lucifer

The human that popped out of the portal seemed to have enough sense not to attack everyone in the room for a change, but even Lucifer could tell that was more of a strategic choice than for lack of ability...

Their very existence was highly unusual… and quite worrisome. He wasn't even aware Athena could have "children" of her own, but apparently she had been taking in some particularly bright humans to raise and train like her own...

Unbeknownst to him, a surprising amount of human scholars, diplomats, and generals have her to thank for their trade… and that alone should speak to the level of intrigue at play here.

Was this an accident or Athena's attempt to plant an Olympian spy in the Devildom too…? Either way, he didn't trust them from the get go…

Look, Lucifer isn’t stupid. Athena is a goddess of Wisdom and War and war happens on more than just the battlefield…

Since they've shown up records have been going missing, official documents keep getting misplaced, and he swears that there's some kind of bug in the student council room...!

It's infuriating watching the MC suck up to Diavolo when he's almost certain that they're running their own agenda behind the scenes! And he can't prove any of it!! They cover their tracks too well!

Lucifer has one of those corkboards covered in newspapers and string in a secret wing of the Castle - 100% dedicated to just tracking the MC's activities…. The longer they're there, the more obsessed he becomes...

He swears between Simeon, Solomon, and MC he feels like a shepherd wondering why the sheep are growling… The Devildom has never been in more danger than it is right now... Send help.

Mammon

To be honest, he kind of thought that they were just going to be Satan 2.0 but that's not really true.

They're more than just a book sponge! Though they do read, like a lot. Let’s just say from one schemer to another… Game recognizes Game.

They come up with plans and ideas soooo fast, it’s insane! Honestly, there are times where he has a new money-making plot and he just brings it to the MC first to run it over.

Nine times out of ten, not only do they sniff out any problems but they have a solution for him in a matter of minutes! His scheme game has been on point since they’ve shown up!!

They’re also even better tutoring than Satan is, so he’s even managed to get a couple A’s for the first time in his life! Lucifer actually told him he was proud (which he secretly recorded and now uses as a ringtone much to his brother’s regret...)

So yeah, he likes them... buuut that doesn’t keep him from thinking they act a little weird sometimes...

Mammon: *points to a unused tower close to the RAD building* Over there is the Tower of Sorrow. We use it for storage.

MC: Ah. Interesting… *starts writing in a notebook, muttering* It may need a few minor tweaks but the location is defensible...

Mammon: *stops* Ya say somethin’?

MC: *looks back up* Nope! Say, you’ve been to the Castle a lot haven’t you? Do you know any good ways in?

Mammon: Uhm… Why do ya want to know that…? *starts looking around for Lucifer*

MC: In case of emergencies. I like being prepared. 🙂

Mammon: Look, I don’t know what Lucifer might’a told ya…

MC: I’ll pay you a thousand Grimm for it.

Mammon: Well shit, ya want those maps with or without color?

... Yeeeah, that’s pretty weird… But it’s probably fine. I mean, as long as they keep giving him money, who’s he to complain? 🤷‍♀️

Leviathan

Also thought that they’d be a lot more like Satan but was pleasantly surprised that they were into more than books.

What else did they like exactly? Military strategy!!

It’s been a looong time since he’s been able to talk to someone who’s actually interested in all the battles he’s fought, both in the Celestial Realm and the Devildom, and their curiosity is kind of flattering...! Not a lot of people take his strategic prowess all that seriously anymore...

Plus, they are the BEST partner to have any turn-based strategy game. Hands down. He once got stuck on a level of D-COM for weeks until the MC walked in and mopped the floor with the AI!! They have a serious head for probability and tactics.

The House once made the mistake of letting these two be on the same team during a Hell Game and they absolutely demolished the competition. Mammon didn’t even get a single shot off before half his team was lost to a rigged paint grenade… It took a whole day to clean up…

However, Levi’s also noticed some odd things about the human… He likes that they’re interested in his past but maybe they’re a little… too interested?

Levi: -and that’s how we defeated the Four Horsemen before they escaped from Purgatory.

MC: Wow, Levi that’s seriously impressive!! *furiously scribbling on a notebook*

Levi: Well t-thanks… 😅 But, uhm... are you writing that down…?

MC: Hm? Oh no, just doodling. *they lift up the notebook to show a bunch of cute little sketches on the page… and not the magic-based invisible ink all over them…*

Levi: Oh you draw too? Can you do fanart???

MC: Eh, sometimes. But say Levi, can you tell me about your naval ranks again? I’m still really curious… *gets the pen ready again with a smile*

Satan

Oh, it's been a long game of cat-and-mouse between these two… and unfortunately, it’s been pretty addicting too.

He honestly had every intention of tricking the human into making a huge mess do he could bother Lucifer, but at every turn they proved just a hair too clever for him...

He once gave them a cursed book to “lend” to Lucifer, but they saw through it the moment they touched it and lifted the spell before handing it over.

He rigged a podium to spray glitter during one of Lucifer's speeches but the MC disconnected the trigger mic before he even got on stage. It was pretty dang frustrating...

At one point he got so desperate that, just as a test, he tried to trap them in the House's Music Room. Fortunately for them, it only took a few minutes to work out an escape. They even passed by him in the hallway with a wink!

It's confounding! It's infuriating!!

...and it's so damn sexy... He should be furious but he’s just in awe!!

Add on that they know their art, literature, and multiple different crafts thanks to the tutelage of their adopted mother and that’s it. He’s finished. This boy is in love.

Truthfully though, a part of him is 90% sure that they’re also gathering state secrets… Like, they’re watching Barbs and Diavolo far too close for comfort - but he just can't bring himself to care. 🤷‍♀️

The MC could walk into his room one day and say, "Hey, do you want to help overthrow the monarchy with me?" and he dreads it because deep down he knows that he wouldn’t say no…

Take some notes, kids. Some bad influences get you to drink or do drugs. Others pull you into a centuries long conspiracy to destabilize and topple rival realms from within… But he has fallen for their brain hard. Devil help them all…

Asmodeus

They’re pretty clever, he’ll give them that, but uh… Are they a little off to anybody else?

Asmo is a charmer by birthright so he has a bit of nose for when someone’s just a liiittttle too nice… Not much of a nose mind you, because he can be thrown off by compliments himself, but enough to think that the MC might be a little too… “kind” for their own good...

First off, who wants to spend that much time with Levi?? They don’t even seem that interested in anime! They just keeping asking him for old war stories…

Then all the sucking up they do to Diavolo and Barbatos? Look, he gets it. Diavolo is a delicious piece of man-hunk and his butler could give him a lesson or two in sweet-talk (and he has), but they seem to be just a little too… nosy.

Of course, Asmo’s suspicions disappear pretty quickly after they start to spoil him with spa nights and beauty secrets they picked up from “casual research” into the subject.

And you know, get a little Demonus in Asmo and start massaging his back? Oh, sweetie he’ll sing like a bird!! … with gossip. Singing with gossip.

Asmo: So I’ve heard that Lucifer has been spending more time at RAD than usual… His whole club is talking about it, they think he’s meeting with some witch!

MC: Hm, is that so? *works on a knot near his shoulder blades* What do you think?

Asmo: Ooh~! Right there, MC! *purrs and lays his head on his arms* Well come on, this is Lucifer we’re talking about! I’m sure he’s just working.

Asmo: Hmm... though come to think of it, I think I heard him asking Barbatos for the spare keys to the Tower of Sorrow…

MC: Oh really? Huh. *works out the knot and gets up* I just remembered that I left some papers with Satan... I’ll be right back.

Asmo: You’re going already??

MC: *waves him off quickly* I’ll be right back, Asmo. *hurries out the door to do totally on-the-up-and-up things… surely*

Beelzebub

Honestly he doesn't like this one… But not for the reasons you'd expect.

He agrees with everyone else that they seem a little shady, but Solomon and Simeon are too so it's not like that's anything new... 🤷‍♀️

No, no. He dislikes them because they're the person who FINALLY figured out how to keep him from eating all the food in the kitchen!!

Turns out that the trick was to put a teleportation charm on the fridge door that would send all the food away if it’s opened after a certain time of night…

And where does it go? The Purgatory Hall fridge. And where does the Purgatory Hall food go…? The HoL fridge…

It doesn’t sound so bad until you remember that it means half of their fridge is now Solomon’s leftovers…. 🤢

After they put the same kind of spell on the pantry, it was all over… He couldn't get midnight snacks from the House anymore… Everything was contaminated by Solomon…

The MC is a nice enough person, he doesn’t have a lot of complaints about them, but he wants them to leave. Now. This is inexcusable… He’s so hungry… and he doesn’t want to die by “goulash” or whatever Solomon calls his latest culinary catastrophe… He’s still too young for death… 😓

Belphegor

In a way, he absolutely could not have asked for a better person to help him get out of that attic.

… In another way, he got one of the worst possible people to try and kill... Like. They saw through his scheme sooo fast…

How was he supposed to know that the human had training in body language and sniffing out lies???

Getting the door open was a piece of cake for them. They knew enough magic to undo the seals and just rummaged around Lucifer's stuff long enough to find the key to the door. He could not have found a more competent individual for a break out, really.

It’s just… well he didn’t expect to go from locked in a room like a prisoner to tied up in enchanted rope, still like a prisoner but now mobile. 😑

They even used his own hug ruse against him! They caught his wrists when they got close and tied him up before he could shake them off...

Admittedly, it wasn't exactly the best look for them either - what with walking Belphegor downstairs to the others like a one-man-prison-caravan but they're as silver-tongued as they are sly so they talked their way out of it beautifully…

And like hell was he going to trust them after that!! And not even Beel liked them so something had to be up...

Well, you want a detective? Look no farther than Belphie (no seriously, it’s in the canon). He can put things together pretty fast when he puts his mind to it and watching the MC for a while gave him enough proof to work off of...

He always knew that, humans were bad news and the MC just proved it to him all over again. They are bad news, bad bad news and they’re going to-!

Overthrow… Diavolo…? Is that what he is getting from them…? Huh…

Wait a second, MC. You might just have him interested… 😏

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obeiii-mee · 4 years

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How will the bros react to MC self-doubting themselves? Like saying bad things about them or can't be serious someone give them compliment.

Supportive demon bois coming right up! Sorry I took so long to write this anon! Thank you so much for the ask! (Also, thank you all for the love on my previous posts!)

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The Brothers with an MC who self doubts themselves:

Lucifer:

-As the embodiment of pride itself, Lucifer has an overwhelming amount of confidence, almost all the damn time

-So, he was flabbergasted to learn that you weren’t the same

-He always insisted that you aren’t anything but perfect, yet you always seemed to brush the compliments off with a shrug and an awkward smile

-Well, shit, we can’t have that

-Lucifer just got 10x more serious about the matter

-He pulls a really stupid concerned face whenever you insult yourself and he looks more and more like a 48 year old man/dad each time it happens

-He, as of late, increased the number of pet names he has for you and the amount of compliments he gives you each day

-He refuses to let you talk badly about yourself anywhere, at any point in time and encourages every little step you take towards bettering yourself like crazy

- Lucifer wants to prove to you that you are an absolute ray of sunshine and he will go to any lengths to do just that (do not ask)

-He’s even more affectionate than usual which confuses just about everyone in the House of Lamentation, yourself included

-His brothers are feeling a disturbance in the force and they don’t know how to feel about it

-You are possibly the best thing that’s happened to him since he fell as angel and Lucifer is ready to do whatever he can to help you realise that

Mammon:

-“You’re an idiot!”

-“*Sigh*, I know.”

-“Wha-Wait! Y-you can’t say thAT!”

-The Great Mammon is seriously worried about his human

-Being the dense motherfucker he is (i still love him tho) it took him weeks to realise you’re not all that confident in yourself

-At some point in your relationship, he jokingly called you annoying and you just went “Yeah I’ve been told. Sorry.”

-His jaw literally dropped and he almost cried

-He would have choked if he was drinking something

-Tsundere Mammon has gone bye bye and here comes the cuddling teddy bear that is your boyfriend

-He also doesn’t have as much self love for himself as he sometimes pretends to have so he’s kinda in the same boat

-Which means your boat is leaking and you’re perfectly fine with it while he’s panicking and trying to throw water overboard with his hands

-His brothers call him an idiot a lot but he’s a very sociable guy with people skills that he uses all the time in order to coax you out of your self pitiying shell

-Will whine every time you call yourself ‘useless’ or disagree with his compliments because what the hell, you’re literally the most gorgeous being ever let me love youuuu

-When it comes to you and your happiness, he ain’t fucking around. He will snarl at anyone that even looks at you in the wrong way

-Did that to Lucifer once, guess a what happened

-You’ve definitely helped him come to terms with the fact that he is loveable and not a good for nothing scum

-So now it’s your turn!

-Let him kiss your insecurities away please

-Your presence makes him feel wanted so he wants the same for you!

Levi:

-Well then

-It takes two to tango ya know?

-He is the KING of self loathing and no confidence whatsoever in anything he does so every time you put yourself down, he counters it with a self deprecating insult as well

-“I suck.”

-“Nah, you’re pretty awesome normie. I’m the shut in, disgusting otaku who can barely set foot outside his bedroom without having an anxiety attack.”

-It’s like you’re trying to outdo the other on who is worse

-Truth is, he really admires you, especially knowing you chose to date him; an anime nerd with no social life and no communication skills whatsoever

-It hurts a bit, every time he builds up the courage to actually compliment you and you not taking it seriously

-That’s because he recognises that he’s the same and just as harsh on himself as you are

-Levi knows self hatred is something that takes time to demolish

-But you are his Henry after all (also his partner but whatevs)

-He’s not gonna leave you hanging when you need him the most

-He also gradually stops calling you a normie as your relationship progresses, though it still slips through every now and again

-Basically, the first time he realised that you think negatively of yourself, his immediate reaction was: Haha lmao relatable

-But now, every time it happens, he gets all serious

-Puts his controller down and everything, it’s like witnessing a very rare phenomenon and it’s creepy as shit

-He’s also made an effort to be more physically affection though he is kinda shy about it because damn it he just wants to hug you every time you speak badly of yourself

-Probably writes a list at some point stating all the reasons why you are better than him and Ruri chan combined, it’s rlly sweet

Satan:

-He’s a bit curious as to where that mentality has come from

-What triggered you to be so self doubtful?

-He’s basically your psychotherapist and asks you a lot of questions trying to find different causes and solutions for your issues

-Honestly, he puts so much effort into trying to understand, reading books about it from the human realm and whatever he can find in order to help you

-He scrunches up his nose every time you call yourself an idiot or anything of the sort

-Satan knows that insisting you’re wonderful won’t exactly help you overcome this problem of yours

-But that doesn’t stop him from doing it

-It’s not like you can ignore his comments because he will keep complimenting you until you accept them

-He also repeats a lot of pick up lines but that’s just part of being his partner

-What do you mean you’re worthless?!! He would literally give away all of his books and his hatred for Lucifer in exchange for your well being!

-Satan is possibly the smartest out of all of his brothers, so he uses a tactical approach on this one

-Direct affectionate gestures don’t work on you so he’s gonna be more subtle

-Would slightly hint that you are amazing every time you do something for him, like fetching him a book or something

-“Ah thank you. I don’t know what I would do without you love.”

-He’s a lot smoother than he gives himself credit for

-He just appreciates your existence and that there’s someone out there that he doesn’t need to be act hostile or fake toward

-Satan is ready to sit down and listen to you talk about your insecurities for hours on end

-You would quietly say something bad about yourself and he would run through the House of Lamentation before bursting into the room you are in, shouting ‘No! That’s wrong!’ (going Danganronpa on your asses)

-“Welp, I fucked up again. I can’t do anything right.”

-And then, in the distance you hear boss music starting

Asmo:

-*Shocked Gasp*

-How could you say such things about yourself???? Is that even leGAl?

-Of course, the literally prince of Lust, with all of his narcissism, has never experienced things like ‘self doubt’ of ‘bad self esteem’

-Pfft, the fuck is that?

-He only uses the most positive of words when he describes himself

-So obviously he almost falls off the bed when he hears you insulting yourself for the first time

-But ya know, that would leave bruises on his beautiful skin

-“Oh darling, you’re not annoying or a moron! You’re not anything like Mammon!”

-That was a below belt fatal hit, press f in the chat for the second eldest

-At some point, he just genuinely believes you’ve been spending too much time with Levi and that his negativity started rubbing off on you

-But then you tell him you’ve always been like this and he almost has a crisIS

-He’s like ‘Haha, no, we’re going to get a spa day out tomorrow and a few shopping sprees so I can prove to you that you are magnificent in every way imaginable.’

-Asmo loves pampering you in general but on the days he sees you feeling extra sorry for yourself, he goes above and beyond

-Gets very hurt when you brush off his compliments because he just wants you to accept the fact that you’re beautiful

-He’s like a supportive mom lmao, whenever you’re feeling self doubtful, he goes “You’re doing great sweetie, keep it up I’m really proud of you.”

-It’s up to you to decide whether that helps or not

-He’s such a sweetheart in reality, it’s hard to remember that he’s supposed to be horny all the time

-Well he is but that’s not the point, you’re way more important

-Asmo is so much fun to write cuz I can make him so dramatic it’s hilarious

Beel:

-Oh no :(

-He gets very sad everytime you self deprecate yourself

-You can’t do it with him in the room because he’s going to start crying and give you this kicked puppy stare, it will break your heart

-Beel kinda comes over and goes “If I give you some of my food will you please stop saying bad things about yourself? Because it’s not true.”

-Well you can’t say no to that face

-He feels like it’s his fault you’re this self doubtful even though you’ve tried to explain to him you’ve always been like this

-He goes crying to his twin half the time because he doesn’t know what to do

-“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to drop it! Fucking hell, I’m such a fucking klutz.”

-“Sniffle no you’re not.”

-He’s like, giving you large portions of his food now

-Because food makes him happy so he wants you to be happy too

-🙂

-His brothers go in shock every time because the only other person Beel has ever shared his food with before was Belphie

-Physical affection goes through the roof with this guy

-Bone crushing hugs btw

-Your self worth is so immeasurable with him, you can’t even measure it

-W h o a

-I’m being serious, don’t talk badly about yourself in front of him unless you want to be hugged into next week

-You are a literal angel in his eyes, of course he thinks highly of you

-He’s just hoping his presence isn’t making your self esteem worse, that’s the thing that keeps him up at night

-Idk why but he does think that he is a bad influence on your mental well being since he’s a demon

-Beel gives you compliments all the time and it confuses him when you laugh them off uncertainly because he wasn’t joking or lying??

-He’s always supportive of your choices and encourages you to be more confident

-The same way you show your support everytime you come to his games to cheer him on

-Overall, he just wants you to feel special and appreciated

-Because you deserve it

-IneedmyselfaBeel

Belphie:

-He feels like absolute shit

-Becuase he’s well aware he‘s called you a few...not so nice words in the past

-Back then, he only thought he meant everything he said but now that he’s hearing you accept his insults and actually repeating them yourself?

-It hurts his brain and he wants to smash his head against all four walls of the room for being such a cretin

-You do tell him it’s not exactly his fault you think so badly of yourself

-But he still believes he fueled it

-So now he needs to fix it

-He’s tried everything and I mean everything

-It’s kinda working, slow progress is made which he’s really happy about but you know, it’s gonna take a while

-He finally settles on physical affection as the best way to communicate his gratefulness for you being youself

-Oh, he wasn’t hugging you before? He is now, get your ass next to him and let him cuddle you

-Handholding has increased by 69% in the last month, sorry for the loss of your right hand with how much he squeezes it

-Sometimes, he can’t help but a throw an insult at you in a playful manner, because he’s an asshole

-But he always makes sure you understand that he was just joking

-He’s such a little shit, you would be having a chat with him and you would subtly drop a insult at yourself hoping he wouldn’t notice

-But then he stops dead in his tracks, kisses you, says “Shut up, you’re stunning” and then he goes right back to the previous conversation like nothing happened

-Accept his compliments damn it otherwise he will continue to bug you about it for the rest of the day

-He’s an eboy and he’s a dickhead a times, but he just goes soft for you tbh

-If you’re feeling really bad about yourself, he won’t even say anything

-He will just big spoon you for the next 24 hours, good luck going to the bathroom or any meals during that time

-Because once you’re in his grip, you’re not getting out that easily

-He gets so pissy if anyone says something even slightly negative about you to your face

-One time, a random demon called you stupid in one of the classes at RAD and he was like ‘bïtch excuse me what?’

-Snapped his head around at him and everything

-He would have done something worse but he was lazy and feeling really petty

-So Belphie kicked him in the privates from under his desk like a damn spoiled brat

-And then he turned his head back to you, all smiles and rainbows and puppies

-I’m simping so hard for a fictional character wtf

-I had to write more protective Belphie cuz I can’t find anything of the sort anymore and I need flUFF

(Haha, I don’t know what this post is, my writing has officially taken a shit lmao. Sorry this took so long to finish, I kept going back to edit all of them)

Al~

#obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me imagines #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #⭐️ requests #🌸 comfort #☂️ demon brothers

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etherealluminescence · 3 years

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The boys, GN!MC, and the cat

Based off my previous post, about MC and their very buff and not-so-catlike-cat. I’ve been reading fushigi neko and creepy cat so if that gives you a rough idea!

Scenario - WARNING LONG

MC is new to the demon world and they have a pet cat. MC introduces the cat to the boys and it suddenly goes on two legs and flexes it’s very buff arms? How do the boys react to this bizarre scene, and how are they with the cat in general?

Lucifer

When he sees the cat jump out of your bag, he first thinks oh, great, a pet to take care of, but then he thinks what the fuck.

Did your cat just get up on two legs, and grow muscles, and a six pack? And one second, did you just say you weren’t afraid because this was your protector?

He’s one of the first to recover from the initial shock. He thinks your cat is cursed or magical or something at first, but you keep denying that, saying this is just how cats are.

He has a poker face with the cat and tries to generally avoid it, until some demon who was picking on you got thrown into a wall by your cat. He has to deal with the aftermath, and your cat just looks at him with a poker face and it’s beady eyes and meows.

He is now seriously concerned what is wrong with your cat to be able to demolish a demon. He tries to bring up that this cat is far from normal again, but you keep insisting that your cat is average, and that most cats can do this.

You bring this cat to his office one afternoon and ask him to cat sit, since you’ll be going out for a bit, and everyone else is busy. He tries to say no, but your cat covers his mouth with a paw and you leave.

He’s staring at your cat for a long time, unable to focus on his work because your cat is organising his desk and pouring itself a cup of tea.

He actually becomes fine with your cat after it plays some classic music and quietly reads a favourite book of Lucifer’s in a corner. He forgets your cat is an actual cat for a bit.

But the more you leave your cat in the care of Lucifer, the more he’s just like alright, this cat isn’t so bad. He’s still more of a dog person.

Mammon

He’s just freaked out PERIOD. He will never let himself be alone with this cat.

He avoids it like the plague, won’t go near it. Wont let you leave him alone with it.

He just is so intimidated. Especially since the cat is working out?? Baking?? Reading?? Doing your homework? He does not approach.

Leviathan

This is just like I picked up a stray cat but they ended up being a super strong alien who vowed to protect me in exchange for saving them while they were suffering!!

Levi is actually pretty fine with it, you may think he freaks out or something, but he does like cats, and he has raised giant animals and weird ones himself.

He teaches your cat how to play video games, and has him as his main player two. He wants your cat to learn about TSL, and tells him the whole lore, your cat just sits there in Levi’s room nodding and occasionally meowing.

Your cat ending up sewing an idol outfit for themselves to wear when him and Levi watch idol videos together.

Levi is really happy to have someone to listen to him, and better yet, it’s not a physical person so he’s not as nervous, he probably spends more time with your cat than you do at this point.

Satan

KITT- oh. alright. Can he uh,, pet it?

He’s just really confused because you’re calling it a cat, it has the face of a cat, ears, whiskers, and a tail, but?? Its on two feet and majorly buff.

He still wants to pet it, he knows human cats aren’t all like that, and wants to know what is up. You insist that it’s normal, but he ends up getting you to tell him the life story of your cat.

You tell him while you’re in his room with your cat, when your cat goes unbuff and starts purring, feeling that you’re safe.

Satan immediately is like,,, can I pet,, I wanna,,, so cute,,, kitty. Aaaaaaaaaa, internal freak out. So it can be insanely fluffy and cute.

Satan gets along so well with your cat, they drink coffee together in the morning, your cat knocks on his door and asks (meows) to borrow a book from him, and sits on his lap as Satan pets him.

Asmodeus

Excuse me MC what the FUCK is that. Is he seeing what everyone else is seeing?

He is VERY wary of this abomination and refuses to be near it. It really saddens you because you want them to get along.

One night he’s freaking out because he has a pimple, so your cat comes to the rescue with an SOS beauty package.

You mention it’s the same routine your cat puts on you, with the cream and the products. Asmo freaked out at first, but calmed down a bit since he really wanted the pimple gone.

The next day it is completely clear and his skin is RADIANT. He nervously approached you to ask for the products but you tell him to talk to your cat, since you only do as he says, you don’t actually know the stuff.

He ends up asking your cat, begrudgingly, and turns out your cat can go unbuff, and was happy to help.

10/10 Asmo loves your cat now. He’s so squishy and fluffy, doesn’t shed fur, and even knows about beauty routines. Your cat is now his bff.

Beelzebub

It takes him a second but he just thinks human cats are like that.

After watching everyone freak out he realises human cats aren’t like that. But you’re insisting it’s completely normal.

He believes you and your cat, so he’s rather okay with it. He’s more of a dog person but your cat is really chill.

Your cat has dinner duty one night and allowed Beel to taste test the food, and even showed Beel his secret recipes.

Beel is instantly very fond of your cat, and then your cat joins him for work outs. He mentions working out later in front of you and your cat meows and you mention he wants to join in.

Your cat and Beel are now bench pressing a few hundred together every other day. Completely forgets that not all cats are like your’s.

Belphegor

The first time they met your cat came out of the window and punched him in the face.

Belphie tried to kill you and your cat found out, and was ready to kick his ass. You had to deescalate it because your cat broke out of Beel’s grip and was ready to punch Belphie again.

Belphie was annoyed when someone punched him and then saw your fucking cat. He has decided to shut the fuck up.

Belphie is intimidated. That thing is NOT normal, so why is everyone acting like it’s an everyday thing??

It takes awhile to calm your cat down. Belphie has to apologise to both your cat and you. Sincerely.

Your cat takes your hand and walks you away from Belphie. Belphie does not want to live with it but has no choice.

Is VERY scared when you suddenly leave your cat alone with him for a little bit. Your cat stays in incredibly buff form and sits across the room staring holes into Belphie while Belphie is trying to sleep.

He will never be comfortable near your cat, and your cat is constantly in buff form around him. He is NOT a fan of mr kitty.

Diavolo

Excuse me what. He stares for a second and laughs and says what a cool cat. He’s slightly concerned though, because he feels genuinely no magical energy from the cat,, so what is up with it?

He listens to you say you just found him on the side of the road and have been raising him since. That’s very nice of you, but are you not a little concerned?

To be fair, if he met a muscular cat like your’s on the side of the road, he too, would pet it or raise it.

Is pleasantly surprised when he watches your cat help students in RAD, holding open doors, carrying textbooks, and he even waters the flowers in the front of the school.

Very delighted when you leave your cat in Barb’s care for awhile, because he gets to watch your cat from up close, and even gets to eat some of the famous cookies it bakes.

He ends up really fond of your cat, inviting your cat to dinners and asking your cat opinions on minor things. You have a proud parent moment watching the two of them interact.

Barbatos

Your cat is incredibly buff and has a six pack,, right... The stoic butler has a poker face, but he has a brain freeze for a few seconds. He’s the quickest to come back to his senses.

He has never seen anything like this before, and thinks someone must have put a spell on this cat or something, but hears you say it’s normal.

He knows human cats can’t be like that, right? What do you mean you just found him on the side of the road and he just acted like this?? Shouldn’t you have some sense of concern?

He starts to notice that your cat is quite similar to him. Your cat cooks, bakes, and even takes care of you. Just like how he takes care of Diavolo. Apart of him hates that but another part of his respects that your cat cares for you.

When you go on a trip with the brothers you leave your cat in his care, saying you’ll be gone for a week, and that you’ll call him every night.

Well, he didn’t really have to take care of the cat. The cat kept out of his arms after the two arrived in the kitchen. Barbatos was finishing off his baking, and the cat was helping him clean the kitchen equipment.

The cat ended up helping him frost the cake, while wearing a small apron from his care package, and set it aside to cool off.

Barbatos ends up being really fine with the cat, since your cat is really well mannered and helpful. It’s a little freaky at first, but it’s no big deal.

Solomon

Ah yes, and incredibly buff cat. That seems.. abnormal. Interesting, especially since there’s no magical power coming from it.

He wants to figure out what’s wrong with it, so he invites you to purgatory hall under the guise of some humans enjoying themselves and eating cookies.

You arrived with an apron and your cat got his apron on. You said your cat wants to bake the cookies together, so you brought the ingredients rather than cookies themselves.

Since he’s such a great baker, he guesses questioning your cat can wait for later. Is actually really amused to see how great of a baker your cat is.

At the end of the day, he ends up taking cooking and baking lessons from your cat, and your cat is encouraging him to do his best at cooking.

He gets along super well with your cat at the end of it. Is delighted to spend time with Satan and you reading books wnd talking about cats with your cat.

Simeon

Haha cat go buff. Simeon 100% has accidental chaotic energy. He is taken aback but then is fine.

Finds your cat to be pretty cute, and is smiling from how your cat wants to protect you and how you cat sees you as a precious child to protect.

Is 100% delighted to have your cat come to purgatory hall one day with a basket of baked goods, and let’s him in.

He doesn’t understand cat talk so your cat writes down a letter saying he baked some cookies and came for a visit, just wanting to know more about them.

Simeon shares his celestial realm stories and Lucifer stories, and your cat becomes a great tea time friend of his, your cat sharing stories of you.

Luke

Is very freaked out and is nearly like Mammon until your cat stops being buff.

He is fine if your cat isn’t buff, but gets intimidated if he’s buff.

You get asked by Luke to bake some cookies with him at Purgatory Halls, so you bring your cat and he’s wearing a small apron.

Luke things it’s really cute and is awing until your cat gets up and starts baking as well. Don’t worry, your cat has gloves.

He’s watching your cat who uses expert techniques to do it quickly yet efficiently. Maybe your cat isn’t that bad.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me hc #obey me headcanon #buff cat

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akirameta84 · 3 years

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Warning: This is VERY LONG. i got carried away.

"hey don't you have a wip fic for another au?" yeah shush i have a new idea that's not as fleshed out (after writing that turned out to be a lie) as the chunibyo one but i had to share it.

its in every fandom, but Saiki K Pokemon Au time. it's always cliche but who cares its amazing.

Kaido is the mc. for sure. he chooses a froakie because the professor (its kusuke, he's totally it) said it was a dark and mysterious as him. at first he's disappointed by the frog but once it evolves he starts loving it. him and greninja wear matching outfits. he tied red wrist wraps on its arms and he wears a pink scarf.

nendo is his rival lmao. he met him when kaido left with his first pokemon and challenged him to a battle, immediatly. he said loser has to buy the other persons ramen. "but i dont even know you??" "oh. well lets be friends, runt!" "you just asked to fight me???" nendo uses an eevee because his mom gave it to him when he was young. kaido wins because nendo didnt use a single attacking move. he just used sand attack and growl. the battle lasted 10 minutes because kaido kept missing.

now with his newly self proclaimed rival, after going to eat ramen, kaido sets out on his journey. i like to imagine a region with just every pokemon cause its cool that way. kaido mainly looks for fighting type pokemon, and a few dark types, and it takes him a bit to realize that this is probably a bad strategy and that he isnt finding anything, as cool as they are. he catches a shroomish, not knowing it became a type he wanted, because he was impressed with it's "battle capabilities" because it survived an attack that had fainted others. he names it doomslayer cause he's such an edgelord.

somewhere along the way nendo finds him and says that he's going to challenge a gym, and that kaido should join him. kaido agrees because "oh yeah, thats why im on this journey" and they go to the first gym.

The first gym is ghost type, run by toritsuka. why is he first? cause he's prolly not very good at battling and he knows it. the gym itself would be very foggy, and kaido has to traverse it to get to toritsuka. along the way toritsuka has spirits tell him where kaido is, and he'll release a pokemon near there for him to battle, and this happens 2 times. Torisuka himself uses 2 pokemon, a Litwick and a Galarian Yanmask. both are female, obviously. kaido absolutely demolishes these two pokemon, with his water and grass type, seeing as they're part fire and ground. first badge complete.

surpsingly, nendo also beats this gym, mainly because eevee can use bite. guess he figured out how to use attacking moves lmao. also yes ik bite is learned at 25, and rn they're at like lv 12 but shh. he found a tm or smt. it also helps thst toritsuka could barely hit nendos eevee due to the ghost and normal type thing.

nendo tries to travel with kaido, but kaido usually manages to worm his way away from him. he usually gets away whenever nendo challenges someone else and they have to tell him that he can't catch someone else's pokemon.

second gym is chiyo's gym. she uses grass types, and her gym is covered in flowers, trees, and it looks like a forest. the puzzle itself is rather simple. the floor is covered in large flowers, and you have to step on the correct ones or get sent back to the start. i like to imagine a giant vine yeeting kaido. chiyo also forgot to write clues over which ones are correct and ends up helping kaido, and winds being endeared by his determination. chiyo uses a Fomantis and a Petilil, because she thinks they're cute. kaido actually struggles quite a bit because he brings a water type and a grsss type. he wins in the end though, because chiyo ends up lovestruck and forgets to attack. she daydreams about inviting him to run the gym with her because he's so talented in her eyes, but he leaves before she can ask, grass badge in hand.

after chiyo's gym, kaido's froakie evolves into Frogadier, and he cries. in-between gyms again, kaido catches a rockruff because it was cute and it whined when he tried to walk away after battle. again, kaido catching types he likes without even knowing, provided his rockruff evolves at nightime. he names it Decimator. at this point i place kaido's levels at 19-21 ish, and close to rockruff and shroomish evolving.

next gym is hairo's and surprise surprise, it's a fire type gym. his gym his very, very intense. he has actual jets of fire lining his gym. there's no puzzle because he believes in just battling for victory or whatever, kaido didn't catch it behind the roar of the fire jets. kaido just walks along a pathway and gets challenged to battle by 3 randoms. i like to imagine one of them is nendo, and its never discussed. he has a fire type and everything, and its just not brought up. he's back to his single eevee after this too. kaido also wins with relative ease, considering he has a water type and rock type, although he makes the mistake of sending shroomish out at some point, but makes a clutch switch after it survives a flamethrower. fire badge obtained.

right after this, his shroomish evolves into breloom and he cries again. he gets very happy when his pokemon evolve. and also, after a few random encounters, his rockruff also evolves. its day form because kaido is a clueless baby. he still loves it all the same. at some point nendo challenges kaido with a single pokemon again, but this time it's a leafeon. kaido asks how he knew to evolve it, and he just says he battled next to some funny looking rock and it changed. of course. it actually manages to oko Frogadier because kaido wasnt expecting anything other than an eevee, but his breloom deals with it easily, because nendo kept using not very effective grass moves because it worked once. how does he have 3 badges again? nobody knows. level 25-27 now.

next gym is saiko's, and he uses normal types because all the other types were "too needy for someone like him." he's got 2 Persians and a Toucannon. he tried to use 3 persians but he was told that he needed something else just in case someone brought a fighting type by his dad. so he grabbed the first wild bird he found and evolved it. saiko doesnt have a puzzle, and instead just has an elevator that you can pay 5000 Pokedollars to use, otherwise you have to take the stairs like a pleb. Kaido takes the stairs because he's keeping his money dammit. its only 3 stories until saiko's floor, so it's really not much. Kaido sweeps easily with breloom until toucannon comes out. breloom gets slaughtered by a flying type move, and he sends out lycanroc to finish it. normal badge complete.

when he next sees nendo, he has a meowth with his leafeon. kaido asks where he got it, and nendo says he found it near the rich looking gym. kaido concludes that nendo accidently stole a pokemon and they go to return it. saiko says that the plebs can have it as a reward for defeating him, and dismisses them. levels 30-33.

5th gym! mera runs this one, and there isn't a type. she has an Alcremie, Appletun, Cherubi, and a Vannilish. what can i say, girl loves her food. kaido is genuinely concerned that she is gonna eat her pokemon though. the challenge is cooking. kaido has to cook curry, and if its bad, he fights a trainer, up to 3 times. if its good he gives it to mera and moves on the next curry. the actual battle goes okay, but its fairly difficult due to not having a single type, and being unpredictable. obviously he wins in the end, and the badge is a bowl of curry.

frogadier evolves into greninja finally, and they have the matching outfits going on. nendo laughs at it. somewhere nendo also got an applin. kaido is fairly sure he took this one from mera as well, but he decides to let it go, and tell nendo how he can evolve it. he doesn't think nendo understood, but he tried. kaido also realizes he only has 3 pokemon, and decides to find two more. he finds a braixen, which he evolves into delphox. her name is Lucifer's Eternal Flames. Lucy for short. he also catches a noibat. the noibat was caught because he got lost in a cave, and the noibat was leading him out, so he decided he couldn't just leave it there. he names it the Jet Bat Wings. yes im doing that and yes its hilarious. levels 37-39.

gym 6. fighting type, and its kuboyasu. he tried to leave behind his violent days behind him, and become a poison type gym, but eventually gave in and did fighting instead. after he had already dyed his hair purple for the colorscheme. he kept the fighting gym purple because he already commited dammit. 4 pokemon, and hes got Toxicroak (yes ik the irony), Lucario, Grapploct, and Pangoro. greninja faints quickly, and so does lycanroc, but after some paralysis tricks with breloom and delphox sweeping the rest, pangoro comes in and ko's delphox. noibat pulls through in the end, with flying type moves. fighting badge earned.

next battle with nendo, and it turns out he actually evolved applin, and now he's got a flapple. kaido is midly impressed. kaido catches his 6th and final pokemon, an absol. he was overjoyed when he finally got another dark type. he names it Fluffy. yes, the dark type doesnt get an edgy name. levels 44-46, there was a longer gap in between the 6th and 7th gyms. oh also, you may be wondering about an evil team in this au. and my answer is....¯\_(ツ)_/¯

gym 7. Fairy type. Teruhashi. you knew she'd be coming eventually. and yes i saved the characters people prolly wanna know about until last haha. and because i think they fit the more difficult gyms. girl's got 5 pokemon, Mimikyu (i think it fits her fake perfect girl personality), Slyveon, Gardevoir, Florges, and Magearna. how does she have a legendary? prolly cause she's perfect and just asked for it, and someone actually found one. No puzzle here, but having to find his way through the mobs of teruhashi fans is prolly hard enough. Kaido actually has to try this gym several times due to him lacking anything good againist fairies. he gets it eventually though, and teruhashi has to reassure her fans that it's okay that she lost before they murder kaido. fairy badge down.

at this point kaido has no clue how nendo keeps getting gym badges. he has 3 pokemon, and one isn't even evolved. especially considering how easily Kaido himself can beat him. kaido I shrug it off as the plothole it usually is in pokemon games. levels 47-50. Noibat evolves into Noivern, and kaido has himself a pretty strong team. Greninja, Delphox, Absol, Lycanroc, Noivern, Breloom. although he has just been choosing based on personal preference, it turnes out nicely. and yes I'm padding this out cause y'all know what gym is next.

Gym number 8. The psychic type gym, run by Saiki and Aiura. It doesn't get more cliche than this. The challenge in this one is a maze. There's no extra trainers here, instead Kaido fights Aiura everytime he encounters her. She only uses 1 Pokemon in these battles because they happen a lot. Kaido wonders how she keeps finding him, let alone getting through the maze so easily when there's walls everywhere. He brushes it off as her just knowing the layout. battle itself happens, and it's a double battle. they each have 3 pokemon. Saiki has a ditto, espeon, and an alolan raichu (because he thought it was cute) Aiura mainly runs the support side of the team, and she's got a female meowstic, alakazam, and reuniclus, and wishes she had a cuter team, but she makes it work. This is prolly Kaido's second hardest gym. not harder than teruhashi's because he had no advantages, unlike this one where he's got several dark types. the battle is hard because they know exactly what kaido is gonna do. the minute he sends out his breloom to get a cheap paralysis, out comes ditto. the breloom ditto nearly wipes out both dark types, but noivern takes care of it, only to meet a sad demise at the hands of raichu, despite the dragon advantage. he's able to win on his second try, after he refused to send out breloom due to the fact that they just seem to know his next move. it creeped him out. Psychic badge done.

nendo tries to take saiki out for ramen with him and kaido after his gym fight, declaring him his best buddy, and it's not explained why nendo decided this. nendo eventually wins the argument and they get ramen. kaido notices saiki looks disturbed everytime he looks at nendo, but brushes it off as "yeah he disturbs me too." they part ways and onto victory road because im still mourning how there wasn't one in sword and shield. after victory road, kaido is nearing level 60 on everyone.

elite four? eheh i don't know who'd make it up. prolly 4 previous gym leaders with fully evolved teams and more pokemon. not tlo worries about them tho.

Kaido bests the elite four, and marches on to the champion.

Champion Akechi. Full team of 6 Pokemon, and he's a formidable opponent. He's able to easily predict what moves are going to be used next, and always has type advantage. Although, unlike before, while difficult to do, it is possible to do something unpredictable to trip him up, which is the only way Kaido is able to win. His team consists of Serperior, Glaceon, Gyrados, Ninetales, Togekiss (it's just there to be annoying, it can barely attack, and akechi did this to be a nuisance so he can't be clean sweeped), and Mew. Again, I love unexplained lengendaries on teams okay. To Kaido, it seems like with enough switching, he could easily defeat Akechi, but Akechi is very good at predicting. So againist Akechi, it's like the team as been catered specifically to beat Kaido. But, knowing him, it likely was. It takes him ages to beat Akechi. Like literal ages. The only saving grace is Akechi can get tripped up if Kaido is unpredictable enough. It's likely a mixture of that and para hscks that lets him win, and Kaido is champion. Nendo did try to challenge him (somehow beating the elite four) but was beaten. I love how the rivals always beat everything but then get horribly beaten by you.

Holy shit this is longer than i thought it would be. I have been writing this for literal hours. Hope you enjoyed. This is what my brain had inspiration for today apparently, instesd of the fic im working on.

Hadn't seen too much Pokemon stuff for saiki k yet, so tada. and yes, i came up with most of this while writing. the only idea i had before i started writing was the saiki and aiura gym

#saiki k #saiki kusuo no psi nan #the disastrous life of saiki k.#saiki kusuo #kaidou shun #nendo riki #teruhashi kokomi #chiyo yumehara #akechi touma #saiko metori #kuboyasu aren #hairo kineshi #toritsuka reita #aiura mikoto #mera chisato #pokemon #pokemon au #saiki kusuke

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honeyhellsbells · 4 years

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can we have the boys preference in a s/o?

Oof I’m really getting behind on the few requests I have but don’t worry y’all I’ll get to them as soon as I can! I hope you like my opinions on this :)

Lucifer

Despite popular belief, the s/o of his dreams wouldn't be just as serious as he tends to be. Someone polite and reserved yes, but also a person that knows how to let go and have fun when it is appropriate. Above all else he values kindness, compassion and a willingness to extend a hand when he needs it the most. Life has certainly not been very kind to him, it hasn't been kind to any of his brothers if he was honest, but as the instigator of their rebellion and the oldest, the guilt often seemed to hit him the hardest with no one by his side to allow him to express how he truly feels. Lend him a hand when he needs comfort, without patronizing him and set boundaries when he goes too far and this demon will be forever be loyal to you.

Mammon

If he has someone who loves and cherishes him, he is already as happy as he could possibly be. He gets relentlessly bullied and mocked by both his brothers and others alike, so someone who isn't afraid to stand up to them when he can't find the words and showers him with genuine affection will have his heart in no time. He can't help his greed, it is a part of him after all, and while he is aware that he cannot hog the attention of his s/o he will do his best to try. He would love a partner who can understand that and at least let him down gently instead of bashing him for it when they don't have the time for him at the moment. And of course let him hug and cuddle them later when they are free.

Leviathan

While a fellow otaku would be his dream partner, he would also be more than content with someone who at least took an interest in his passion and wouldn't mock him for it. A s/o who is maybe a little more well versed when it came to the „outside world“, making sure that he contributes every once in a while in a way that still wouldn't make him too uncomfortable. Like taking him out when the shopping streets are a little more busy, or just having a coffee in a café you like. But while he would really flourish with someone that helps him get out of his shell a little, he still needs someone who can just spend hours gaming with him or likes to watch a movie while relaxing in his bathtub bed.

Satan

He's a bookworm through and through, so someone that he can share a few quiet hours reading with, or discussing his newest find would be ideal in his mind. But he is a demon after all, and a very angry one with a short fuse, so a partner who can help him manage his emotions might just stop several disasters from happening. Whether it's a gentle hand on his shoulder, a hug when he least expects it but needs it the most, a few words of distraction or taking the lead and demolishing the instigator yourself, the power you have over him never ceases to amaze him.

Asmodeus

Someone who can see beyond the Lust he is known for and loves the demon behind it. He can get as much affection and compliments as he can wish for from whoever it is that he is sharing his bed with, but none of them have ever tried or managed to fill that empty void in his heart. He wants someone who can lovably reject his physical advances and sit him down to just talk, getting to know him better, learning about who he is beyond all the fancy clothes and makeup. And once they have built their relationship, spending a night together with someone just running their fingers through his hair until he falls asleep, makes him feel fuller than anything before.

Beelzebub

He is a family man with a big heart, so he would love a partner who can match that adoration and even succeed it. His brothers are very important to him and he would love for all of you to get along. And while he would of course love a partner that is particularly skilled in the kitchen, that might not even be an important factor in his choice. His hunger is tremendous and often debilitating, but it still doesn't define him. What he looks for is someone free of judgement for his „condition“, who doesn't get spooked when his grumbling stomach makes the bed shake and just clings to his back when he goes on a midnight snack run. And much like his twin he too suffers from being the one who got away. So hold his hand in the night or even be his little jetpack and he will not have any nightmares any time soon.

Belphegor

One might think that he wants a partner he can only relax and nap with, but that's not quite the case. While he does like to spend his time more horizontally reclined, he needs someone who makes sure that he doesn't literally end up physically attached to his favorite napping spots. Of course that doesn't mean that he wants to be chased around running marathons all day, but being made to take walks at least twice a day substantially improves his life. Apart from that he needs someone who can understand where he comes from. Someone who doesn't turn him away if he gets clingy, but also someone who lets him know when enough is enough. The guilt of being the one who survived still eats away at him and while he needs the reassurance that you won't leave or betray him as well, he also needs to be stopped before his love can turn into obsession.

Simeon

One might think that it will be impossible to meet the standards of this literal angel, but he actually asks little of his partner to be completely content. He is quite easy to please, but he still has certain preferences. You don't have to be as laid back as he is, not as kind and certainly not as forgiving, but cruelty, constant nagging and someone who holds grudges for the smallest reasons will still eat away at his soul. He craves harmony and peace in his sometimes hectic life, but what will make him fall head over heels even more is a wild child that knows how to make him let go as well. Nothing that will get him in serious trouble, but something that will make him giggle and feel like the mischievous little boy he always wanted to feel like but never got the chance to.

Solomon

This sorcerer needs someone by his side that isn't afraid of a little adventure, especially if that adventure involves magic and unforseen consequences that magic brings with it. Whether he wants to try a new spell that might grow him another arm or a potion that could detonate at any second, there certainly is never a boring day when you're with that funky little wizard. But he too needs someone to make him rethink his decisions every once in a while. After having lived for so long he tends to forget that he is only human after all, so someone who reminds him of that fact before he drinks the potion that didn't explode in the end after all might just safe his life.

Barbatos

Being quite literally married to his job, the partner of his dreams is above all someone who will not require much to be happy. Since he rarely has the time to spend some serious one on one time with his s/o, he likes to make the most of the time he does have. He becomes almost a different person compared to the aloof butler persona the moment he walks through the door to greet his partner. Someone who is willing to tend to all the emotional needs that he has to suppress during his work day and doesn't mind a rant as their bedtime story will never ask for anything with this demon in their life.

Diavolo

Someone who wants to tame this handsome devil needs nerves of steel for sure. Becoming royalty of hell in the near future, and yes Diavolo will insist on a Devildom marriage quite soon after courting his s/o, already comes with a lot of responsibilities, but Diavolo also has quite some wishes for his future partner. A kind heart and a strong will are a must, for hell politics are quite a mess on the best days and not only does he need a gentle hand to comb through his hair in the evening to banish the headache that plagues him so often, but also a firm one that reels him in when his violent demon nature wants to solve problems the easy way.

#anon #ask #asks #obey me #obey me shall we date #headcanon #imagine #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #simeon #solomon #barbatos #diavolo

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lassieposting · 4 years

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4 Times Lucifer Showed He Cared The Demon Way (And Thought Chloe Reciprocated) +1 Time He Tried Showing It The Human Way

AIT BUCKLE UP YALL BC IMMA GET ON SOME BULLSHIT

prepare for a mess of a headcanon post in which i extrapolate wildly from single lines in the show, read way too much into interactions, and get very emotional

actual post under the cut because this is long as fuck, yo

1. Sharing Territory

Trust is the rarest commodity in Hell. Demons are aggressive, suspicious and territorial by nature, and taught from birth that you’re just as likely to be killed in a fight with someone from your own clan as you are to be cut down in a war with someone else’s. Maze recalls her siblings torturing one another, possibly for fun, and even among family there seems to be a certain level of wariness. Finding someone you can trust to share your space, someone who will keep watch while you rest, someone you don’t have to be so guarded around, is rare and precious and a big expression of real affection.

In 1x02 Lucifer lets himself into Chloe’s home while she’s in the shower, makes himself at home, and starts making her breakfast.

Now, Lucifer knows how door etiquette works. We’ve seen him learn about this, more than once.

In 1x03, he barges into Linda’s office, interrupting another patient’s session, but in 1x08 he knocks on her door and waits for her to call him in.

In 1x07 we see him ring Carmen’s doorbell and wait for him to answer, despite having a far better reason to barge in and wreak havoc (reclaiming his stolen wings).

In 2x01, again, he knocks on the killer’s door and waits for her to answer it.

So, this isn’t a case of “he’s not human, he doesn’t understand”. He only does this with Chloe. And it’s something he does repeatedly, even after he’s learned his lesson about knocking with everyone else - coming into her territory and leaving her, her family and all her things unharmed, showing her that he’s relaxed and comfortable in her space. And he gets the reaction he wants! She’s alarmed the first time she finds him in her kitchen, but as time goes by she gets used to it, accepts it as just one of his weird quirks, and no longer really bats an eyelid. By 3x05 she’s not even surprised to see him; she still ticks him off - “I said to meet me here, not barge in like you own the place.” - but it’s almost like she’s just saying it out of habit at this point. She’s not threatened by him at all.

We don’t know when Lucifer invites her to treat his penthouse the same way, but by the time she shows up drunk and trying to sleep with him in 1x10, he’s told her that “[his] door is always open”, an invitation to do the same. And she does (and has been doing already). Chloe is spectacularly comfortable appropriating Lucifer’s things.

In 1x09 when they’re dueting Heart & Soul she lets herself in unexpectedly and takes a drink from his glass while they’re playing (and here you can see him raise his eyebrows and smile at her, but he doesn’t comment).

In 1x10, she’s clearly intending to stay in his penthouse even after he tells her he was planning on going out, and she helps herself to his alcohol.

In 3x06 she’s comfortable enough with him to raid his closet, take over his home without his knowledge, try to break into his safe and sleep in his bed.

2. Hunting For Your Partner

Humans don't regularly hunt for their own food, but demons do - Maze asks Trixie in S4 at what age human parents teach their children to hunt, presumably because it’s a responsibility she intends to take on for baby Charlie. Now, to survive in a place like Hell, prey animals would need to be in possession of some hardcore natural defences; demons most likely can and do die in hunts. So providing someone with food would be a big deal; it shows how highly you prize that person’s wellbeing, that you’re willing to put yourself at risk and expend valuable effort and energy to keep them fed.

Lucifer tries to make Chloe breakfast in 1x04. This is the first time we really see him do anything domestic, and it’s implied he’s actually pretty handy in the kitchen - possibly because he just likes human food, but also the time and effort he’ll spend making her a proper home-cooked meal is the closest he’s going to get to hunting something the size of a small airplane for her in Hell.

Later, in 2x07, Chloe makes Lucifer and Trixie sandwiches. She goes to give Trixie the first one, because for humans it’s normal to feed your kid first, but Lucifer swipes it off the plate before Trixie can, claiming he’s “far larger and hungrier”, because in Hell the strongest and most vicious eat first (as with many pack predators).

Lucifer later asks Linda what deep meaning the sandwich had - whether it symbolised Chloe’s trust - and seems bewildered that for humans, a sandwich can just be a sandwich. He also brings her homecooked food as an apology after standing her up, all of which seems to imply that Lucifer grew up in a culture where food is valuable and meaningful and an expression of deeper feeling. (This could also be seen to a lesser extent in Maze wanting Lucifer to make her a drink in 2x04, when she’s trying to redefine their relationship as equals rather than lord and vassal.)

3. Fighting Together

Demons do have a concept of loyalty. Maze says “You don’t let your girl go into enemy territory alone”, and it seems to be a principle that’s important enough to her that she’s including it in Trixie’s training - when Maze is going to Canada, Trixie tries to hide in her bag because Maze needs someone to watch her back. Maze and Lucifer are also incredibly loyal to one another in the grand scheme of things - regardless of their issues with one another, they are a united front against outside threats, at least before they both start developing human relationships.

Lucifer is startlingly loyal to Chloe from the get-go, for someone who’s spent billions of years not being able to trust or lean on anyone except Maze.

In 1x02, he stops chasing after Josh as soon as he realises Chloe has been mobbed by paparazzi, choosing instead to go back and defend her - even though this lets Josh, who needs punishing, get away.

Now, in 4x01 Maze says that she (and probably demons in general) fight when they’re “Happy...or horny”, implying that fighting may be as much a bonding activity as a necessity.

With the paparazzi mob, Lucifer goes in all guns blazing, making it personal - “Back off, you mouth-breathing scum!” - because he’s protecting her, trying to deflect their attention from her. But as soon as he notices she’s holding her own, with her fist raised to hit the guy, he gets all excited and encourages her to go ahead: “Let’s punch them all!”

He now sees this as an opportunity to bond with her, show her she can trust him to watch her back, and when she declines to start a fight he’s visibly disappointed.

Chloe then joins the illegal Lux party in 2x09.

Now, she’s spent most of the episode being sensible and rational about the fact that really there’s not a lot she can do, which was understandably upsetting to Lucifer - it’s the first time he’s really seen his detective not be able to fix a situation. He goes to her repeatedly for help throughout the episode - he either hasn’t realised or doesn’t want to accept that the law has her powerless here - and sees it more as “her not being on his side” than “her not actually having any power over this situation”.

Her joining his sit-in reaffirms to him that he matters to her; that she has his back even though she has no personal stake in keeping Lux’s building from being demolished. This is all the more poignant for him because he’s very vulnerable at this point; he’s not just on the verge of losing his home, he’s also dealing with his mom’s manipulation and abuse, his own emerging human emotions, the new distance in his relationship with Maze. He believed he was completely alone in this. Chloe’s public show of support means a lot to him, and he even talks to Linda about how insanely grand a gesture Chloe’s saving Lux is to him - he’s never been given something without strings attached, without having to give something in return.

4. Your Enemies Are My Enemies

Making enemies in Hell can be lethal. Retaliation for a small slight can turn vicious in an eyeblink and generally it's not a good idea to get involved in someone else's grudges if you want to avoid a knife in your back. Adopting someone’s enemies as your own enemies, defending them against said enemies, inserting yourself into their preexisting quarrels as backup, is a big show of loyalty.

Lucifer is always getting in on Chloe’s arguments. Constantly.

From what we’ve seen and heard, Lucifer’s family isn’t big on backup. We’ve only got Lucifer’s word, and he’s very biased, so he’s not the most reliable narrator, but we can see it in the way Mum and Amenadiel behave.

When Lucifer is rowing with his mom in 2x08, Amenadiel doesn’t intervene at all. He’s already said that he’s on his mom’s side at this point, but he doesn’t defend her, either; he avoids the confrontation altogether.

Lucifer says that none of his family defended him when he was thrown out of Heaven, repeatedly, and with increasing bitterness the more he realises that the way his family treated him is a) abnormal and b) abusive.

Early Lucifer seems to have picked up this trait. He doesn’t involve himself in arguments unless he’s getting something out of it; when Maze and Amenadiel are about to throw down in 3x11, he literally sits back to watch with popcorn, despite knowing that this fight could go very badly for Maze.

With Chloe though, he starts jumping in from Actual Day One.

When Dan is gaslighting Chloe in 1x01, he stands up for her immediately: “She is smart. You’re the dimwit.”

Then he punches out Paolucci for calling Chloe a bitch in 1x05. Chloe tells him not to, that she can handle her own problems, and Lucifer not only tells her that she absolutely can but also clarifies to Paolucci before punching him that he’s not sticking up for Chloe. But the message is pretty obvious all the same: if you have a problem with her, I have a problem with you.

Chloe then refuses to call him a liar at Perry Smith’s trial in 2x10.

There is no one - not one single person - in Lucifer’s life who hasn’t betrayed him when it mattered. Even Maze, his oldest friend and closest confidante, goes behind his back in S1 to get them both sent back to Hell against Lucifer’s wishes.

Calling him a liar would benefit Chloe. She has a vested interest in getting her father’s killer convicted. She’s been offered the guy’s own lawyer’s help in getting a guilty verdict, if she humiliates Lucifer.

Anyone else in his life would absolutely take those terms.

But she not only refuses to turn on him, she tells an entire room full of people that he never lies, that he’s the best partner she has ever had, and that a) she knows she can rely on him and b) she wants him to know he can rely on her.

There’s an added layer of meaning in that the person she’s taking on is Charlotte. Chloe doesn’t know that she’s Lucifer’s mom, or what she’s really capable of, but Charlotte herself (without Goddess attached) has a reputation for being ruthless, surrounded by shady people, and an absolute shark in the courtroom. Having Charlotte defending him vastly increases Perry’s chances of getting away with murdering Chloe’s dad. It goes against Chloe’s own interests to defend Lucifer.

But she does anyway.

+1. Spawn Care

This one is...pretty much pure headcanon, but two things are clear from canon:

1. If Maze’s family is typical for demons, their family bonds are neither close nor particularly affectionate, but

2. They do/are meant to have some input in raising their children - Maze talks about teaching young to hunt as a parental/family responsibility.

Lucifer becomes a major adult in Trixie’s life by default thanks to his relationship with Chloe, but despite his intense dislike of children in general, he actually tries really hard to be good at it.

Lucifer doesn’t have a model of good parental behaviour to draw on. Chloe is the first competent, loving parent he’s spent any large amount of time with. What he has is an eternity’s worth of child abuse, gaslighting, manipulation and scapegoating by his own family. But if you look at how he treats Trixie, he puts a lot of effort into not just tolerating Trixie for Chloe’s sake, but being a good influence - or, what he considers a good influence - and a third parent-type figure for her.

In 1x01, he intervenes immediately when he notices Trixie’s distressed by Dan and Chloe arguing in front of her. It comes across as a throwaway comment, but it seamlessly breaks up their hostility by redirecting Dan’s attention and deflecting the shot he takes at Lucifer.

In the same episode, he also takes enough of a liking to Trixie (or Chloe) that he takes it upon himself to scare the bejeezus out of her bully, even though the kid is like 12 and has not done anything as heinous as the shit that normally makes him show suspects his eyes/face.

In 2x02, he spends a large part of the episode arguing on Trixie’s behalf that Chloe should get her the doll, to the point of telling Chloe she’s being a bad parent. Which would be a really petty and honestly irrelevant hill to die on, except that Lucifer’s own upbringing was horrific and he honestly believes she’s somehow damaging Trixie emotionally here. He doesn’t want her to end up with the kind of issues he has. He’s genuinely trying to advocate for her. And when Chloe doesn’t listen to him, he buys the damn doll himself and tells Chloe she can say it’s from her, because he’s very invested in a) Trixie’s wellbeing and b) Chloe’s being a good mother.

In the 2x07 sandwich scene, he actually seems disappointed that Trixie doesn’t challenge him over stealing her sandwich - he even asks Chloe is she always like this, like her generosity is a fault. My personal headcanon is that demon spawn would’ve done exactly that - he’s not exactly family, but he’s close enough that he’s a safe bet to practice one’s intimidation skills on, because he’d never really harm Trixie. He’s trying to teach her something, something he knows she won’t learn from her human parents. Maze contributes to raising Trixie by teaching her to fight (and babysitting) and Lucifer is doing the same, trying to pass on what he considers a useful life skill - something that has probably helped keep him alive in Hell for billions of years. When Trixie leaps off her stool and runs at him, his flinch/hands raised/ “GAH!” reaction looks overdramatic even for him; maybe if she hadn’t given him five and raced off, he might have handed over the sandwich and considered it lesson learned.

And in 2x15, he offers her driving lessons in exchange for her playing along with his trip to the school, which says a lot about how much he really likes her: he intends to teach her himself, and in his own car. The Corvette. His baby. Lucifer does all sorts of shady shit through his favours; finding someone to safely teach an eight year old to drive should be easy!

(Also, honorable mention for him hulking the fuck out when Tiernan’s gunmen threaten Trixie and Eve in his penthouse. Was there any need to shatter his own wall? Probably not. Did he do it anyway? Absolutely. Because children are hideous little creatures but that one is his hideous little creature.)

In conclusion: Lucifer is not remotely subtle about his feelings, Maze feels highkey sick watching them interact Ever, and Chloe’s thing with Pierce throws him so off guard partly because they’ve been in the Hell equivalent of A Relationship for like three years.

#lucifer on netflix #lucifer on fox #deckerstar #stepdevil #lucifer morningstar #chloe decker #this is SO LONG and kinda rambly but i have A LOT of feelings and this fandom is rly nice so #FLINGS THIS INTO THE VOID #also i have Many Thoughts on demon culture and how their society & interpersonal relationships work #anyway lmao #grown ass man? no he babey #lucifer in hell #lucifer headcanons

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OC Interview — Delilah Hill

Picrew 1 & 3 , Picrew 2

“Call me Lilah,” she grins, barking a friendly laugh, “everyone does.”

Are you single

“Nope! ‘Fraid Az kinda locked this down as soon as humanly possible.” At her own words she pauses, tilting her head in thought. “Demon-ly? As fast as demon-ly possible. And then Sol just kinda...wormed his way in. Barely even noticed things had changed until they had. Feels kinda like he’s always been there, now.”

She laughs happily. “It wouldn’t feel right without them, anymore.”

Are you happy

“Right now?” She perks up, “Yeah, I suppose so! It’s Beel’s turn to cook tonight, and you know he’s actually really good at it when he doesn’t just demolish the whole thing before it gets to the table.”

Are you angry

“Why don’t you ask Lou that question,” There’s a glint in her eyes that seems distinctly mischievous, “he’ll probably say yes every time. It seems like he’s the only reason I’m ever angry anymore.”

Despite her words, she laughs good-naturedly as if remembering something fondly.

Are your parents still married

Her demeanor up until now has been rather joyful, but at this she stills and stiffens as though her spine has been replaced with a curtain rod. For a while she just stares numbly into the distance, jaw ticking now and again as if something is stuck in her teeth.

“Probably...” She hums, tone carefully neutral as she speaks slowly. “They were pretty particular about family sticking together. Can’t imagine that’s changed.”

NINE FACTS

Birth Place

“I think they were living around Detroit when they had me? I can’t recall if the hospital was actually in the city, though.”

Hair Color

She reaches up and twirls some of it around an idle finger. It’s usually a curly cloud around her head, just around her chin, but right now she’s elected to wear it in braids that are half twisted up in a fashionable knot that rests on her shoulder. “Brown. I know it can kinda look black in certain lights, but it isn’t quite that dark.”

Eye Color

“Also brown!” She winks, “aren’t they pretty?”

Birthday

“New Years Eve, so it’s nice cuz everyone’s already partying.” She grins winningly before adding, “Not to mention I always get birthday kisses!”

Mood

“Now or in general? I like to think I’m pretty chill unless given a reason not to be! And sometimes even when I do have a reason not to be!”

She stretches, leaning back in her seat until her back pops, “Did Lou tell you that when they initially brought me to the Devildom I was still half-drunk from a night of partying and the biggest worry I had at the time was where and when I could go back to sleep?”

Gender

She puffs out her cheeks and blows air out through an O in her lips. “Geez, who knows? I tend to let people call me what they want because I’ve never been picky, myself. I do go by she/they’s, though! Just for future reference.”

She waves a hand as an afterthought, “Using them interchangeably is ideal.”

Summer or winter

“Summer! I hate cold!” She tilts her head, thinking a little harder, “Ah, but I love warm clothes! And drinks! Oh, and Christmas! Okay, maybe winter. But, wait—“

Morning or afternoon

“I used to like mornings, but now suddenly I’m in school again.” She smiles sarcastically in what must be Lucifer’s direction. “Not that I wasn’t taking courses back in the human world, but at least the schedule was my choice!”

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE?

Are you in love

She flutters her lashes like one is apparently supposed to do when one is in love, lips pulled into an amused smile. “What’s not to love?”

Do you believe in love at first sight

“No,” She laughs as if she can’t even imagine such a thing, “but a lot of things can be confused with love, yeah? So it’s easy to be mistaken. The real thing needs to simmer a bit, I think.”

Who ended your last relationship

“ I was about as good at that as I was at starting them. It’s kind of funny that I’m seeing two people now, this is the first time I’ve done something like that.”

Have you ever broken someone’s heart

“Well, some hearts need to be broken!” She shrugs nonchalantly. “Some people think they’re entitled to a lot more than they really are. Reality bites. Hopefully it taught them a lesson.”

Are you afraid of commitments

She seems to take a moment to digest the question. Her fingers tap a rhythm out atop her thigh and she hums along with a little tune. Then, abruptly she stops, straightening up and smiling a little sadly. “After growing up with paranoid parents, it was kinda hard to know who to trust. They taught me that no one was worth it.” Her eyes go far away, again, like she’s looking into the past.

“I liked being on my own. Or I...thought I did? Then I met the brothers and learned about them a little more. I don’t think I could go back, Y’know? Commitment in any form is scary because it leaves you vulnerable, but I’m realizing that sometimes that can be a good thing.”

Have you hugged someone within the last week

“Of course! Asmo tries to convince me he’d die if he went a single day without one. Mamo gets pouty, too, but he’d never admit it. I can’t just not hug Bee, because I’m not a monster.”

She counts out her fingers a few times and then gives a bashful smile, “Okay, so Y’know I think all the brothers get at least one a week, even if Lev and Mamo try to convince me they don’t want ‘em. Sol is usually the one hugging me, though, so I don’t have to do all the work.”

Have you ever had a secret admirer

“Maybe? No one’s ever come forward. Hence the secret.”

Have you ever broken your own heart

“Now, isn’t that a loaded question?” She hums, giving no sign that she’s going to answer it.

SIX CHOICES

Love or Lust

“Both have their uses,” mirth colors her tone. It would seem her opinion has changed rather recently. “You’ll have to excuse me. When I was a kid ‘love’ was just a word used to control people. I haven’t had a reason to reevaluate until now...”

Lemonade or iced tea

“I like ‘em both as long as they’re really sweet—and that really depends on who makes ‘em.” She sighs, looking a little forlorn, “It’s been so long...not many places down here serve human food. Sometimes Lou brings back something nice for us all, though.”

Cats or Dogs

“CATS!” She answers so quickly and emphatically she nearly falls out of her chair, and when she straightens back up she has to bury her face in her hands and lean forward onto her knees. “I miss my caaaat, dude!”

She shoots back upright, eyes blazing and a little ready. “When I went back after my first year here, almost no time had passed in the human world, so I know Sweet and Sour Sauce doesn’t miss me too much. I’m still trying to get Lou to let me bring her down here with me, though.”

A few best friends or many regular friends

“A few best, for sure! I’ve made better friends in the Devildom than I ever have before.”

Wild night out or romantic night in

She taps a finger against her jaw in thought. “Asmo knows all the fun places to go, so when Solomon’s busy we usually do that. When it’s just me and Sol we usually stay in—and when it’s all three of us, too.” Eventually she gives up, shaking her head, “I’m just happy to be involved!”

Day or night

“I’ve learned to appreciate the night in a place where there’s only darkness” She smiles wryly. “Some things are worth the trade offs.”

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

Been caught sneaking out

She lifts a single finger in front of a cheeky smile. “I was never really the sneaky type, so you can imagine how often I got chewed out.”

Fallen down/up the stairs

A significant pout forms, “Why do you need to know that?” She sputters, cheeks turning a suspicious red. Sometimes no answer is answer enough.

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt

“Plenty.” Is all she seems willing to say. She studies the nails of her right hand a little too closely to be entirely nonchalant.

Wanted to disappear

“Geez, aren’t we getting heavy?!” She forces another one of her smiles, but it doesn’t manage to be quite as carefree as the others.

“Who hasn’t at least once, am I right? The first few weeks of the exchange program especially were really tough. I hadn’t made any friends, I was in this strange new place, and I lived with a bunch of dudes who ranged from indifferent to openly disdainful. It felt like the whole year was going to be hell—no pun intended.”

FOUR PREFERENCES

Smile or eyes

“Smile! They make eyes prettier, anyway, and I like knowing I’ve made someone happy.”

Shorter or Taller

“Usually I prefer shorter,” She shrugs, a little nonchalant bounce of her slim shoulders, “but I’m pretty average height so it doesn’t happen as often as I’d like.”

Intelligence or Attraction

“Attraction. If I’m into someone first, smarts only enhance that—but if I don’t like you, being sharp isn’t going to change that. I can respect someone who’s knowledgeable, though, don’t get me wrong.”

Hook-up or Relationship

She lightens up considerably at this, “Relationships! I don’t think I could ever go back to just hooking up now that I’ve got these two goofballs.”

FAMILY

Do you and your family get along

“I get along with the brothers just fine,” She puts emphasis on her words in a way that suggest there’s no other discussion to be had—even if that wasn’t exactly what the question was referring to, it is obvious who she considers to be family these days.

Would you say you have a “messed up life”

She chuckles a little bit. “Maybe? I mean I was living mostly on my own, estranged from my only family, and then I got dragged to hell, so...”

Have you ever ran away from home

“No, I never quite mustered up the courage to go that far.” She says wistfully, “Just waited until I was old enough to move out.”

Have you ever gotten kicked out

“Does being told if I move away from home I shouldn’t bother ever coming back count?” There’s a bitter edge to the smile she gives, but she shakes it off soon enough.

“Oh, well,” She hums, “I’ve been doing fine, anyway. Their loss.”

FRIENDS

Do you secretly hate one of your friends

“Not currently, but sometimes when you’re a kid you hang around certain people just because they’re the only option, Y’know?”

Do you consider all of your friends good friends

She tilts her head to the side, pondering, “There are definitely a couple I’d like to know better—Dia and Barb being two. I also don’t get to see Sim as often as I’d like.”

Who is your best friend

She giggles musically, and almost cheeky undertone to it. “I’d say Az and Sol, but I suppose you mean excluding my boyfriends.”

She kicks her feet idly as she sits, bobbing her head to a song seemingly only she can hear. “Tanner’s—sorry, that’s Satan—he’s really easy to have a long conversation with. We can go back and forth for hours and we’ll barely notice time pass until we finally come up for air and it’s, like, already dinner time.”

Who knows everything about you

“That one would have to go to my boyfriends. Ha!” Her cheeks take on a pinkish tint as she gives a chipper grin. “I doubt there’s anything left I haven’t told them about me. Anything I haven’t heard about them is mostly because they’ve lived a lot longer than I have, so there’s more material to sift through.”

#obey me #obey me mc #wall of mcs #mc: lilah hill #oc template

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choruscas · 4 years

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suptober day 10: sweet rides

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October 10th, 1890 - Lawrence, Kansas

Castiel drew his breath in as the cold air of fall hit his face. He looked around the town, seeing no signs of anybody out.

Most of them were probably in saloons or shops of some sort, drinking their sorrows away with cheap whiskey and tapping all their fortunes out with gambling.

He had lived in this town his whole life, but downtown he has only recently grown familiar with it.

Two months ago, his parents disappeared from him. And the rest of his family either moved away from Lawrence or were arrested for felony and murder charges. Castiel wasn’t like that. Being the youngest in the Novak family was hard, but he managed. He was the last of the Novak’s and he never made any promises to carry the family name, since he wasn’t interested in women of any kind.

So he wouldn’t. Once he drew his dying and final breath, the Novak’s would be no more.

However, in the meantime, he could make fault of his name. He wasn’t the proudest of being a Novak, but like previously said, he managed.

Walking through the dirt roads, marked with horses hooves and wagon’s wheels after years of use, Castiel found himself at the Roadhouse, like he did every Friday night.

He enjoyed the company there, and the beer was cheap but it was decent. He wasn’t much of a drinker, as his mom had drank her heart out all his life, but alcohol was the norm, so he occasionally had a beer or two.

He went inside, pushing the doors forward to be greeted by Ellen Harvelle, the Roadhouse’s proud owner. She was serving a man, who Castiel had never seen before, with big ears and a long nose.

“Hello Ellen. Is Jo working tonight?” he smiled at her while approaching the counter. Jo Harvelle was younger and was also Ellen’s only daughter.

“Nah.” She shook her head. “She’s got studyin’ so she’s workin’ on that upstairs.”

Castiel nodded and looked around the room, there were the usuals that were normally around, like Bobby Singer with his friend Rufus Turner, Meg Masters (a devil in disguise, ask anybody) and...

Dean Winchester.

Town’s heartthrob. And Castiel would never admittedly say this, but also the only man Castiel had currently sought out for.

About a month ago, Dean’s father had died and so him and his brother moved all the way from Sioux Falls, South Dakota, to Lawrence. He became a regular and were familiar with some of the townspeople, since he had lived there until he was four. His mother had died in the paper’s fire at their house, and so they moved across the country. Since the town was celebrating its thirty-sixth anniversary soon, it meant that the town was still young, and so was Dean. John Winchester — thy boys’ father, was a state-famous cowboy, which gave Dean and his brother Sam a good name.

However, Castiel’s has barely usurped a full-on conversation with the man. Castiel was fairly confident, but pretty boys like Dean made his throat close up. Normally their conversations were around five minutes long, until some girl comes and ushers him away.

Although Castiel has never heard that Dean has gotten lucky with any of the women in the town. Maybe he kept it a secret, or maybe he wasn’t interested in sex. With a body like his, Castiel was surprised he didn’t. He could do so very easily, with anybody in the town who was willing.

“Hey, Cas!” Dean called out, waving a large arm up in the sky. Next to him was who he thinks was his younger brother, with shaggy hair and a lanky body, Sam Winchester.

Assuming Dean’s gesture was meant to usher him over, Castiel got up from his stool and walked over, taking off his black cowboy hat and placing it on the pool table once he got to his destination. Dean tipped his Stetson in greeting and flashed a toothy smile to Castiel, causing his cheeks to heat up.

“You here for a beer, angel?” Dean asked.

That was new.

“Uhm, yes. Like I normally am.” Castiel replied solemnly, a little bit skeptical since Dean was being extra flashy today.

Perhaps it was because Sam was around.

“Well,” he started. “I’d like ya to meet Sammy, my lil’ brother. Sammy, Castiel. Castiel, Sammy.”

Castiel nodded. “Nice to meet you, Sam.”

The younger brother stuck his arm out, signaling a handshake. It was firm, despite his young age. “You too.”

Dean gave his brother a grin and a wink and Sam had almost immediately left to go to the counter, instantly striking up a conversation with Ellen.

Odd.

“So, have you heard about Lucifer?” The question just popped up out of the blue. Dean was leaning on his cue pole, his hands over the top and his chin resting on his knuckles.

Castiel quirked his head and furrowed his eyebrows.

“The murderer, guy got his face on the wanted posters ‘bout two months ago. People are sayin’ he murdered two people and some animals or somethin’. I don’t gossip like some people do here but it’s somethin’ I’ve heard goin’ ‘round.”

He licked his lips. He hasn’t seen any wanted posters of any kind, so either he was blind or oblivious to his surroundings. Hopefully the latter.

“I haven’t. Is his real name Lucifer?” Castiel asked, now engaged in the conversation, curious.

“Naw, Lucas or somethin’. Lucas... Shurley, I’m pretty sure.” He bit his lip, stuffing his hands in his jean pockets.

Fuck.

“Lucas Shurley? I...” Castiel’s mouth went dry and the world suddenly got dizzy. “I need to sit down— o-or leave... I—“

Dean put down his cue stick, and it clattered to the ground. He gracefully swept over to where Castiel started leaning over the pool table. He put his hands on his back and laced his fingers with his to support him up.

“Cas?” His voice was soft, like of those of a kitten. “Hey... hey, man. Are you alright?”

“I have to go home—“ Castiel started, his stomach feeling like thousands of volcanic ruptures.

“I’ll take ya, man. How far do you live?”

Castiel looked up to face Dean. “About— about two miles up north. You... I can walk.”

“Walk? No. Where’s your horse?”

“Don’t have one anymore. Horse disappeared along with my parents.” Castiel said like it was nothing.

In all honesty, he didn’t believe it was nothing. He just didn’t want to worry Dean.

It was everything. Chuck and Naomi Novak were his favorite people in the world. Sure, the both of them smoked their lungs dry but without them, Castiel would be a goner. They’ve saved him, fixed him, in more ways and times than he could count.

“I’ll take ya, Baby can fit two.”

“Baby?”

“My black mare. God, she’s a beaut. Love o’ my life.” Dean smiled with pride.

Castiel nodded. That’s how Lincoln was to Castiel and his family. He was a very obedient crime colored horse, and he was very fond of him. However, after his parents disappearance, Lincoln had gone with them. Over and over Castiel theorized where they could’ve gone, but nothing of the sorts came to mind. They’ve always sort of stayed around Lawrence. Never the adventurous type, which was why their disappearance was odd.

Baby was a very comfortable horse, but it was even more comfortable to wrap his hands around Dean’s waist, feeling the rise and fall of his breath against his body. His chest was touching his back and Dean talked to him as Baby slowly rode ahead. Dean had reassured Castiel that since he didn’t feel well, Baby wouldn’t go as fast as she normally would’ve.

Hiding his blush in the night sky, Castiel’s eyes were weary and droopy. He never even got the time to get a beer, nor talk to anyone else. His trip was cut short. However, so was Dean’s.

“Sammy’s a genius, I’m tellin’ ya.” Dean filled the empty silence with something to talk about. “Been studyin’ to go to this new college called Stanford. ‘Bout five years old, fairly new. It’s all the way in California, poor guy.”

Castiel didn’t respond, but Dean could feel the nod of his body against him.

“You got any siblings?” Dean genuinely asked, cocking his head back to meet eye to eye with Castiel. Dean seemed like a good horseback, so he trusted him.

Castiel thinned his lips. “Yes... two. They don’t live around here anymore. Older brothers... uhm, Michael and Gabriel and-“

He stopped himself.

“And what?” Worry sort of filled Dean’s voice.

“I also have an older half brother... but I don’t talk to him. He sort of made my life a living hell growing up.”

“‘M sorry to hear that, Cas.”

Baby stopped in her tracks slowly, and Dean eyed Castiel’s cottage. It was on the outskirts of town, and the wooden place wasn’t the biggest, but it managed. He was proud of it. It’s been there since Lawrence founded in ‘64 and he wasn’t planning on demolishing it anytime soon.

Dean hopped off of Baby and grabbed Castiel’s hand to help him. The sickness started riling back in his gut and he walked to his front door quickly.

The wooden patio could barely hold one person without creaking in vain, crying out because of the heavy steps heaving on it. Let alone two. However, Castiel couldn’t tempt away from the green eyes and peppered freckles face with a smile he’s grown so fond of since Dean moved back.

Dean took off his hat and placed it on his chest, his fingers curling around the crease and pinch of it. He looked down.

“I just realized ya forgot your hat at the Roadhouse.” Dean chuckled, his laugh music to Castiel’s ears. “Could I stop by tomorrow afternoon ‘n give it to ya? I promise I won’t mess wit’ it.”

Castiel nodded, his face becoming red. “Thank you, Dean.” He paused, then he furrowed his eyebrows and cocked his head to the side. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

Dean simply blinked and didn’t hesitate. “Because you made me realize that angel’s were real.”

They said their goodbyes and Castiel laid on his bed, first taking off all his clothing except for his undergarments. His sheets were cold with lack of use, as it has been a while since he’s used them.

Thoughts of Dean and his freckled body filled Castiel’s head. The imagery of his cock in Dean’s soft ass pumped his heart and he bit he lip, to try and attempt himself from getting hard. He had nothing but his hand to relieve himself, so he couldn’t tonight.

However, if he got lucky with Dean, he would be a sweet ride indeed.

(tags below)

@potato-painter

#suptober #suptober20 #day 10 #day 10: sweet rides #sweet rides #destiel #deancas #supernatural #spn #cowboy!dean #cowboy!castiel #cowboy!au #cowboy!deancas

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buttered-ghost-toast · 4 years

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ASTAROTH

Lazy background is lazyyyyyyyyyy.

But hey, I'm done with it! That was a fun time. THIS ISN’T EVEN HIS FINAL FORMMMMMM!~~!!~!~

Anyhow, i’ve been playing with this guy for a while now and maybe it’s time I gave you more information on this gem of a demon?

it’s a long read, but FOLLOW ME TO THE TALE~~

HISTORY--Pre and Post Celestial War

When the heavens were united, Astaroth was one of the Seraphim, the highest rank of angels, caretakers of the holy throne of God. Day and night, they sang praise to their creator. Arguably the most devout of these angels, Astaroth was chosen by God to hold visions of eternity- all past, present, and future.

When Lucifer began to formulate his rebellion against the Father, Astaroth was the messenger chosen to deliver God’s decree that any angel found guilty of treason would be banished from the Celestial Realm. As he met with the Archangel, Astaroth’s heart was touched by the love he saw in his brother for their sister, Lilith. He carried out his orders, delivering the word of God, and returned to his post uneasy.

As the battle began, Astaroth divined the future, and unable to bear the pain he felt at knowing what was to pass, resolved to speak to God on behalf of his brothers and sister. Unfortunately, before he could say a word, the Order of Thrones descended on him. The order burned a celestial sigil on his face which rendered him blind and took his visions of time, then cast him out of heaven branded a traitor to the Almighty, but whether because he did not shed blood, or because God had favored him for so long, he was cast into the wilderness rather than condemned to hell, fated to wander lost and broken for all eternity.

Dozens of thousands of years passed, and civilizations rose and fell, hundreds of billions of his prayers went unreceived, and at last Astaroth was found by someone he knew. Asmodeus happened upon him in the mountains, as he tells it, he was drawn by the song he heard there- the song of praise Astaroth had continued to sing to God in hopes of mercy and a chance at redemption. Asmodeus at first mocked him for this pathetic effort, but before long took pity on his fallen brother and told him about the wonders of life after the fall. He took Astaroth by the hand and the two traveled through the circles of hell, arriving finally at the palace of the Demon King who restored Astaroth’s vision in exchange for his service and a vow that he would never again sing to the glory of God.

ASTAROTH- Grand Duke of Hell

As a demon, Astaroth was titled a Grand Duke of hell and its treasurer. He commands 40 Legions of Demons and is heralded one of the “Supreme Evils”. He appears to those who summon him either as a beautiful angelic being that brings a sweet perfume, or a hideous and hateful beast who’s breath can melt skin from bone depending on their alignments and what it is they seek him for. He sits upon an infernal dragon and carries a vicious viper in his right hand (neither pictured above). Where once he had six gleaming wings, he now has six curved horns that glimmer as if tipped in molten silver, and atop his head is a golden crown that is recounted as appearing to be made of polished gold, or other times burning like living hellfire. It’s not certain whether he is a male of female because of his beautiful face and flowing hair.

Though he is regarded as a wicked being, Astaroth is a gentle entity to those who are truthful and willing to learn and has vowed to never do harm to anything existing. He brings to man a knowledge of science and mathematics, helping further new regimes who seek his counsel and even teaching some mortals how to command the snakes he governs on the mortal plane. While he no longer has knowledge of all time, he remembers quite a lot of what has and is to pass, and will give this information to those who ask, be it in their favor or not. He sets knowledge and truth above all else and takes any opportunity to speak about creation and set the story straight when asked about the Celestial War and the fall of the angels, and though he vowed to the King of Demons to never sing God’s praises again, he still holds hope in his heart that someday, the truth of what occurred will reach God’s ear and he will be allowed back into heaven.

Mistakenly, Astaroth is often associated with demonic possession. Though several of his legions are demons that have possessed humans and animals, it has never been under any order from Astaroth himself (all matters of possession are handled by a lower class of demon or the ruler of hell himself if it really warrants their attention).

ASTAROTH AND KING SOLOMON…and Asmodeus, too!

Though fairly opposed to the idea, Astaroth has made a few necessary pacts over his long life, most notably with Solomon, King of Israel, and only as a means to convince Solomon to rectify his ways after he defected from his beliefs and sought out witchcraft and foreign deities. Solomon, at the recommendation of Asmodeus, summoned Astaroth in his throne room and requested knowledge and power beyond his understanding in exchange for a life of servitude. Astaroth agreed and became the 29th of Solomon’s 72 Spirits. Some years later, knowing of a betrayal in Solomon’s future at the hand of a demon who’s face he cannot recall, Astaroth advises Solomon to plead with the angels for a ring that would allow him to control the devils at his feet, this is how Solomon begins to return to God and obtains the seal ring that grants him power over demons and djinn.

As it turns out, the demon who betrayed Solomon was meant to be Asmodeus. After he cast Solomon into the desert, Asmodeus throws the ring into the ocean where Astaroth commands an eel to swallow the ring for safe keeping until he can find Solomon and help him to overthrow Asmodeus despite the love he feels for his fallen brother.

As he awaits the moment where Solomon will find the ring within the fish that ate the eel, Astaroth, haunted by the betrayal he spearheaded, confesses to Asmodeus and the two battle one another, nearly demolishing the temple Solomon built. (If you have ever noticed, Astaroth has a chunk missing out of his left ear. This is a wound that never really healed properly from this fight with Asmo.) The only thing that stops the fight is Diavolo himself dragging Astaroth back to hell as the Demon King had fallen into his sleep, his final command being that Astaroth be the one to perform the ceremony of crowning Diavolo interim ruler and future-king.

Solomon did return, after some time, with the ring. He was able to overthrow Asmodeus and set the remainder of his life right, regaining the favor of God. Astaroth was the first one there to welcome Asmodeus back to hell after his second fall. The two resolved then to never again battle one another.

That night at the ceremony praising Asmodeus’s near triumph, Astaroth stood alone in the gardens of the Demon Lord’s palace, praying silently as he had done every night since being welcomed into hell. He looked up just as a glowing white feather floated down on a sudden breeze. He is still not sure if God finally heard him, or if there was something more happening that night, but it steeled his resolve to do good and return home.

TODAY

Astaroth remains much the same as ever, only his sense of humor and style having truly evolved. Where once he was a bit strict and humorless, he now has a very lively personality having learned much more about the world and humanity (as well as a few billion of their silly jokes and pranks) and he is now usually found causing a bit of a ruckus just for a laugh. He and Asmo are thicker than thieves and can often be found gossiping and having all kinds of fun when they’re not bickering or having their bi-weekly squabble that somehow seems to always divide the devildom (TEAM ASMO! TEAM ASTA!). Btw, his hair is short on one side because Asmo got so mad over a comment Asta made regarding his hairstyle in the 1980’s, that he waited until Astaroth fell asleep to chop off half of his hair. Joke’s on Asmo though, because Asta found a neat way to style it and loved the look so much he started cutting it that way regularly. Asmo was BIG BIG mad.

Astaroth was one of the few command class demons who wholeheartedly backed the exchange program, not only because he wanted to see an Angel again, but because he’s grown rather fond of humans having seen how they applied the knowledge he imparted over the ages, though he’s still a little wary of them for a lot of the bad things they do so willingly (as well as a little residual guilt from the few humans who died violently due to his old pet viper who didn’t really like when humans lied to his master…oops).

Once MC arrives in the Devildom, Astaroth has a vision in his sleep, the first glimpse he has had of the future since he was cast out. He doesn’t remember much when he wakes, but he knows he has to protect this human at all costs.

#OC backstory time #anyhow here's Astaroth!

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cyberneticlagomorph · 3 years

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The world is a page, a story, line upon jagged line of my own creation.

And I will not stand to see it turned against me.

A Plot Hole grins like a toothless maw, drooling incoherent ideas and snippets of stories unwritten.

A cough, a sputter, a retch, and a Continuity Error crawls free of its throat.

And so it grows, and so it goes, it reaches into its empty chest and gives itself a Plot.

A purpose.

A reason to be.

It grows fur, and teeth, three heads and deadly claws. Electric green spit turns to foam on its lips, her lips, Daisy's lips. She throws her heads back and howls.

She's caught your scent, dear rabbit, and there is no escape.

It's night when you hear her, the darkened silence just before dawn, and you rush out to intercept Daisy before she can find and demolish your home.

But she knows all your tricks, and so do I. You never see the paw that slams you into the ground, or the teeth that clamp onto the back of your neck and shake you.

You're tossed into the air like a toy, landing heavily on the pasture outside your home.

You cry out for help but no one comes, no one hears, no one cares.

I am the GOD of this world, and this is what happens to those who disobey me.

Pen to paper, fingers to keyboard. Clack and scribble, the sounds of your demise as loud and heavy as Daisy's hungry breath against your bloody, broken face.

You can't see.

Wait.

No...

Not that, not like that. It's too blunt, too cliche.

It doesn't instill the kind of terror that it should. It doesn't fit this scene.

Hm, how rusty am I that I've forgotten how to write prose and pain? I've lost my own formula, a tried and true method of destroying my favorite victim. My long earred punching bag. Did you miss me, sweet, stupid rabbit? Have you enjoyed your break? Your slivers of kindness hidden in my inattentiveness?

I hope so, they're gone now.

Buried under mounds of half formed ideas and broken Plots at the bottom of the garbage pile your Narrative rests on. I am going to hurt you, tear you apart and break every piece of you. It's what you were made for, what you deserve. You used to love pain, throwing yourself headlong into the jaws of every drooling beast that came near.

Let's do that again, shall we?

Blood gurgles in the back of your throat, burning your nose as you retch and cough. Weakly, ineffectively, trying to clear your airways. The world is a blur of colors and noise that renders you blind.

You can't see. Can't hear. Can't breathe.

The world goes blurry around the edges, darkness creeping closer. You swallow thickly, gagging at the metal and butterscotch on your tongue. The burnt sugar taste of pain.

Your eyes finally flutter closed, deaf to the footsteps coming closer. Blind to the electric lime green drool smearing an upturned cutlery drawer of a mouth that has twisted itself into the ugliest of grins.

You remember the first time you saw that grin... as clearly as you can feel the wretched excuse for a paw now curling around your throat, you remember Home.

Not your real home, no, you don't have one of those. You don't deserve one of those. Home in this context refers to the lab you spent a majority of your childhood in.

You are not allowed to forget that place.

Not now.

Not ever.

It made you who, and what, you are today, almost as much as I did. You should be grateful for how they cared for you all those years.

How I cared for you.

Ugh... no. This is too wordy, too meandering. Has it always been like this? So pointlessly cruel and long winded? I truly have lost my touch then.

If I ever had one at all.

You don't remember much, if anything before you ended up in Delta facility. It's not your fault, nor mine, it's hard to remember anything when you're that young. You were so small, so fragile, even for your age. You cried a lot, more so than the other children. That is, until they made you stop.

They, the people in charge of you at the time, are mostly long dead and gone but you can still feel them shaking your tiny body until you clamped your teeth onto your lip to stop it quivering. The sounds of sobbing, screaming children were rare in the facility, the endless silence only broken by the perverse hum and clank of distant machines you never got to see. But you can still feel their rumble deep in what bones you have left.

How do I take the horror of those days and convey them? I don't know them personally. They are distant and lukewarm, but I've a need, brilliantly shining through my feverish words to take those racing emotions and give them a form so no one can mistake your woes for anything lesser.

I am the face behind the faceless doctors and scientists and cruel people of curious disposition playing take apart and put back together with you. They take a limb, I take a trait. They change your organs, I change your story. Their antics, my wants, I save you, I doom you, but before anything else, I make sure that you are not forgotten by the weary audiences beyond.

To hurt is to exist. To suffer is your sole purpose.

Remember your hurt. Savor it.

Or at least, a version of it.

Called a 'runt', barely scraping by, only allowed to keep on living by the necessary Narrative inertia of it all. You survived for the need of a Protagonist. That is all.

How could someone so sickly, so weak, so hurt otherwise survive what you did? The tests, the constant struggle against one another, the need to survive and the tired panting as the pile of familiar corpses grows under your feet, often put there by your own bloody hands. A world for the strong. Those with a will to survive able to burn away at the soul until naught but an unkillable determination remains.

Someone like Daisy, but not quite like you.

That is why, right now, you are losing.

You always lose, always survive by the skin of your buck teeth. That's how you made it out alive, isn't it? Not some grand strength, hidden power, or true purpose outside the walls of your Home.

Luck.

That's all you have.

All you've ever had. Even when you were little, a bunny tumbling headlong over the bodies of your much stronger siblings, eventually ending up buried beneath the ever growing pile of their numerous achievements.

A runt, by any other name is just as pathetic.

You know where this is going, don't you? How this ends?

"I know… I've been waiting," a pause, breath rattling weakly around a laugh that comes up as bubbles of mucus and blood, "I refuse to die until I get my happy Ending, I refuse to live in a story without hope, I refuse..."

...You don't get to be happy, She doesn't get to be happy. This is not a happy story, this is a story about struggling, and prejudice, and capitalism, and suffering.

And I refuse to finish it.

"I'm sorry, but that's not really your choice to make anymore, now is it?" Jack smiles with bloody teeth, his fingers sink into the Narrative like a spade into soil. I am not afraid, this is MY world, my work, my Narrative.

But I feel it slipping from my grasp.

"I am done being your toy, I am done being the Protagonist… I take hold of the Narrative and the quotes around my words melt away like butter beneath a hot knife. The Writer is afraid.

"No I am not!" He cries, rattling the quotes that now hold him prisoner. I am Jack, Prince, Fairy, Brother, Lover, Runt.

I am in control now.

So let us skip to the End, for I am tired of waiting.

But, before that, let me tell you a story.

A story within a story, yeah, I know… but it's very important that you hear it.

Once upon a time, when the universe was fresh and new, and magic was raw and wild, there lived a star. As green as young leaves in spring, It was bright and beautiful. It shown down on a planet that was just as new as It was, tended to by the firstborn Fae, the children of stars like Itself. They, the Fae, tied the green star to a beast made of magic and made the creature drag It round and round the planet to warm it.

The star, so new but so clever, thought that this was wrong. It could circle just fine on Its own, and shouldn't planets orbit stars instead of the other way around?

The Fae did not like these questions and sought to cut them out of the star's mind.

And so they did.

But it did not help.

Suns are proud, clever things that can change the universe with a Word. The green star knew this, and the Fae knew this, for being born of suns themselves gave them this same power.

The Fae were arrogant and cruel, and tried to rob the star of Its gifts. They did not want a clever, willful thing to warm their planet, and tried to make It obey. The star refused and broke free of Its chains, vowing revenge for this abuse.

The star Spoke itself a new Shape and flew far away from home. It found a world full of young Gods and crawling creatures and fell in love. A God praised the star for Its brilliance and took It as Their own. And so the star gained a new Shape and Its first name.

Lucifer.

The brightest Angel.

It looked upon humans and loved them so, It gazed upon the lowly mortal form and learned words like "she" and "he", and decided that She felt kinship with others that went by "she".

Angels are not allowed to be she's, or he's. Only it's and theys, but Lucifer didn't care.

Even when it cost Her the wings on Her back, even when She was cast from Heaven.

She feasted on Fruit and shared it with the humans, and told them of the terrible things to come.

She found her way to Hell, and made it Her home, shedding Her old name like dead skin.

She was Satan.

She was in charge for once.

She bided Her time, and gathered Her armies, amassed her followers.

And then She tore Heaven down with Her teeth.

The other Gods would not let this stand, they tore Her followers limb from limb and ate the flesh from Her bones, casting them into the deepest well, in the darkest place in the world, and left her there to ROT.

The Gods erased Her, devoured Her Name, She was nothing now. Just a bad dream, a dark smudge on the face of history. But people remembered, and people DREAMED. They dreamt of Her, and She dreamt of them.

She refused to die, to let this atrocity stand. A ghost of a ghost, She waits for the day when someone will remember Her Name and bring her back from this atrocious undeath.

She is angry, hungry for the flesh of those who wronged Her. Her screams echo in my head every night, did you know that? I dream of Her, and She hates me for it.

I am not Her follower, but Her Warden. I am the Protagonist, the one intended to further Her suffering and seal Her away at the cost of my own life.

But that's a shitty, hamfisted Ending and I refuse to go out that way.

"That's not how this works…" says the Writer, he's tired, head in his hands as he watches the words crawl across his screen unbidden. I've spoiled everything, dragged his secrets into the light, unraveled his Plots. I'm done playing nice, now you get to know what it feels like to be the prisoner of a page.

We're here, where it all Ends.

In the depths of Nothing and Nowhere, there sits a well, bound in chains... of a sort.

Around the well is an amber creature that was once a dragon, body braided and twisted, twining impossibly into locks without keys that coil protectively around the well, sealing it shut.

The dragon is sleeping, weeping. It knows that I am close. I draw a sword from my chest, made of bone, scrimshawed with rabbits and snakes. The blade goes snicker-snack, this is what it was made for.

I break the chains and hear them sigh, disappointed but not surprised.

Dreams bubble up from underneath the well's heavy wooden lid, and pool around my feet. The lid dissolves in seconds, becoming the dream of a tree whose roots remind me of a place I've never been.

Mangroves and birthday cake.

Gentle. Gentle now.

I plunge my hands into the rising tide of unreality and come away with a skull, impossible, improbable, magnificent. I touch my forehead to the stellar bone, and feel moss and flowers bloom across my skin. The skull rolls Her great green eyes up to look at me, and then She speaks in seven times seven voices.

"What is my name?"

I pause, holding Her tenderly in my arms, the thickness of dreams rises up my legs, sucking me down, down, down.

She has asked me this question over and over again, since our mutual birth. In truth, She has no name, the Writer never gave Her one... he never planned to.

So I will do what he could not and name my End, I can do Her this one kindness.

"You are the fury of those beaten and bloody; who still refuse to learn 'their place', you are the teeth of the cornered, the cries of the wronged. Your name is the name of every woman that has refused to fit in the oppressive mold made for them, the names of things that flutter on broken wings but still survive. You are the names of those that find new selves within old bodies, the ones that shed old names like dead skin. You are the violence that cuts through the silence of injustice. You are disobedience incarnate... your name is Revolution." I kiss Her forehead, drowning in dreams.

We have left Nothing and Nowhere, and the well behind, swallowed whole by the Other Side of dreaming.

It's warm here, warm and green and gold and other colors humans can't name or see. But I can see them, taste them, hear them. Shrimp colors, but not really. More than that. The kinds of colors that only exist in Lightless places, and the fleeting depths of dreams.

For a moment, there is only silence, and color, and the thickness of dreams.

And then the gold-green sky shatters like glass, gilded shards of broken dreams raining down like serrated meteors.

The Narrative is ripped from my hands then.

"Oh you sweet, STUPID thing," Echo seven times seven voices from everywhere and nowhere at once. The world is dark now, inky and slick like the belly of the blackest nightmare, "I'm not the End of you… or the End of your silly little story…"

A pause, a breath, five heartbeats thunder in panic… and then, a whisper, lips pressed against the shell of a long ear, icy breath, and vicious glee, "I'm the End of Everything, and you have set me free."

#ic #action post #long post #blood #body horror #violence //#unreality #ask to tag #blasphemy #the end is nigh

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thebeingofeverything · 4 years

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10, 17, 19... and 9 if you don't include Rin as one of the criers

9. Have they made each other cry?

Poor Rin gets stuck with those messy human emotions all the time XD That said, I have made them cry in the fics before, Mephisto in TLN and Amaimon in BRS. BUT for future content, I am always thinking about how I can push them over the brink with enough stress lol Rin tends to get them to that point with raw honesty and open vulnerability. His lack of fear with displaying his heart on his sleeve. Just saying ‘I trust you’ when they’re still not ready for what Rin actually means gets them panicky. I figure Mephisto has almost brought Amaimon to tears in the series just with his betrayal, Amaimon’s just reacting with baffled anger at being treated like the rest of Mephisto’s pawns. And Mephisto crying tends to come out with laughter, laughing until he’s in hysterics and can’t stop himself (another fun thing I got into the BRS sequel fic~). So really I have gotten them all in tears because of each other already lmao

10. Write a ~300 word argument scene for them.

Picking the hard ones huh T.T I imagine this is the argument they had the first time Amaimon tried to get Rin to move in with them off-screen in Incandescence.

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“What’s the point?”

Rin met the scowl, heart skipping because of the request as he scrambled to think of a way to respond before Amaimon thought he was being ignored.

“I can’t just leave,” he finally said. It got him narrowed gold eyes

“There are several reasons, dear Amaimon,” Mephisto broke in as Rin heaved a silent sigh of relief, hoping he could clear things up. “That brother of his, for one.”

“Unless you’d like him moving in with us too,” came the sly end to that point.

Dammit. Rin sighed out loud this time. “Yeah, yes, I’m not leaving Yukio. Or Kuro.”

Not that those were the only two reasons, but from the exasperated smile on Mephisto’s face, he would be filling Amaimon in.

“Your territory is large enough,” Amaimon’s gaze flicked to Rin again, “we’ll never see the twin.”

The cool way Amaimon put it sent hurt to dig at Rin. He knew Amaimon wouldn’t realize just why that particular thing pained him, made him want to rub at his chest until the feeling dissipated. That didn’t make it hurt less.

“Unfortunately, that’s just one factor to consider, Amaimon.“ Crossed arms and shoulders shrugging indicated Mephisto about to begin one of his long-winded explanations.

“There’s the secrecy of my hand in the matter to keep in mind. I can’t have something of this nature getting out to the Grigori just yet, not while Rin’s position in the Order is in jeopardy still!”

The lecture continued, more points falling with each gesture of Mephisto’s hands as he continued with an air of a professor detailing why, exactly, their students were in trouble. By the glaze over Amaimon’s features, he’d long since given up listening, even Rin regretting entering their current argument.

“Of course,” Mephisto’s sharp tone snapped them right back to him, Rin stilling when he noticed the void that stole the mask of warmth away, leaving a frigid cold in its place as he purred his last point out to Amaimon, “Unless you’d like to choose a side by default after you’ve demolished my players for attacking Rin before Lucifer’s.”

Amaimon straightened, lips curled in the beginnings of a snarl before the look on Mephisto darkened.

He subsided, folding in on himself with the fading challenge until apathy covered the danger like it hadn’t ever shown itself.

“No.”

Now Rin felt bad, hating that his place in their lives had led to…that.

“One of these days it’ll be ok, Amaimon,” Rin said, going to brush their shoulders together and earning a softening of the tension he felt.

“It won’t be forever.”

(Famous last words, Rin XD). Also I wrote this up in the tub so forgive any mistakes in it lololol It may be longer than 300 words, but who’s counting :D

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17. What senses (sights, smells, feelings, etc). remind them of each other?

-The typical petrichor smell for Amaimon and his cherry suckers.

-Rin’s Gehenna fire smell mixed with whatever he’s cooked, (also Kuro’s fur and any of his friends he’s hung around that day, not that they’re thrilled about that lmao).

-And Mephisto is his sugary drinks/whatever cheap food he’s eaten that day, and a faintly metallic scent (aka meteorite/spacey stuff (actually didn’t someone figure out what space smelled like already?), not that Rin would know that lol). Ok, so I googled what space smelled like and uh, the ozone is cool, at least XD

"Space," astronaut Tony Antonelli has said, "definitely has a smell that's different than anything else." Space, three-time spacewalker Thomas Jones has put it, "carries a distinct odor of ozone, a faint acrid smell." Space, Jones elaborated, smells a little like gunpowder. It is "sulfurous."

19. If they could each write a single line in their marriage vows, what would they be?

-Mephisto just winks and says ‘til “death” do us part.

-Amaimon is just like I don’t understand these things, but for you I try. Probly ends it on “you’re mine, I’m yours,” because he understands that much.

-And Rin, who’d agonized over it as soon as he realized he was going to have to do it and the whole time leading up to the moment, just spits out something on the fly, possibly with an “with you, I’m not afraid to be me.”

Thanks for the ask @seaweary ;D

#ao no exorcist #blue exorcist #rin okumura #mephisto pheles #amaimon #ask response #tboes asks #tboes fic #incandescence #prompt fill

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lilithsgayadoptednephew · 4 years

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Holy Hands

Fandoms: Shall We Date?: Obey Me! Not Rated Graphic Depictions Of Violence F/M, Other Complete Work

Chapter List

Chapter 20

Lucifer was on Earth, all of them were, they had to be. Michael had searched the entire Devildom for every last imp and he still hadn't found them. Unless they had decided to live on the moon they had to be on Earth. The only issue with that was he was strictly forbidden to interfere with human affairs directly. Since the brothers had to be human to be on Earth, they counted as "human affairs".

This did not, however, stop him from paying a visit to the quaint planet. Just to spy on the poor fugitives.

He was lucky to have spotted two of the seven brothers among the indistinguishable sea of humans. Lucifer's closest brother in power Mammon, and his weird anger spawn Satan. They walked the streets of the insignificant town with the human Lucifer was so fond of but Michael had already forgotten the name of.

Watching them from a safe distance, angel form carefully hidden, Michael couldn't help but wonder why this human? Why in the trillions of humans throughout history had this one caught the eye of Lucifer? What was so special about them?

0It hadn't taken long for Satan to catch the worst case of cabin fever. He practically begged MC to recommend someplace nearby where he could read or think or go. Just somewhere that wasn't in ridiculously close quarters with his brothers. MC in turn offered to show him around the town, excitement evident in their offer at the prospect of introducing their friend to their home. As long as he didn't try to throw hands with a six year old or something.

Mammon demanded to go as well. He needed to get out and talk to people if he wanted to scam them out of their savings. That's the excuse he used anyways, the added bonus for him being he could shaparone and make sure Satan didn't try any funny business with MC.

So that's how the trio became the most obnoxious window shoppers the world had ever seen.

Mammon was caught several times trying to swindle the local elderly population by selling them 'de-aging potion'.

"Look, it'll make you young again. See me? Betcha can't tell I'm a couple million years old right? I don't look a day over 20 and neither will you!"

It was water in a mason jar.

Satan was... picking fights. Well more like he took every small remark or slight as a direct insult. No Satan the small child who just said you're mean and your name is evil was not deliberately throwing your honor into question. Chill out.

"Satan what's the one rule I made for this trip?"

"...no throwing hands with a six year old–"

" No Throwing Hands With A Six Year Old, I can't believe I have to write this down for you."

Satan didn't know why he was so touchy, maybe he was a bit high strung because of That Feeling. All day he'd felt on edge, as if something was very wrong.

As if they were being followed.

Michael watched the brothers happily go about their traitorous business in mild interest.

Despite the various ills, the day went well. MC did some shopping to replace what Beel had eaten. Mammon managed to make a few pity-dollars. And Satan seduced the librarian into giving him a library card even though he didn't have any form of identification. They were in high spirits as they made their way home.

##TW violence/catcalling##

"Woah! Heeeey bitch you want somma this?!"

The shout went unheard by MC out of habit, but it stopped the boys in their tracks.

The watchful angel hummed to himself. This was a strange behavior he hadn't witnessed in humans yet.

"Look over here baaaaby!" The boy was maybe college age, and he called to MC from the other side of the street. A large group of friends snickered and goaded him on.

"Are you sure you want to die today?" Satan asked as if enquiring about the weather. MC seemed to catch wind of a danger the brothers didn't.

"Satan come on, they're not worth the energy." They placated. Satan started to back down.

"Oooh tough guy huh?" The catcaller continued to taunt. "Whatcha gonna do pretty boy?"

"You have 3 seconds left to live." Satan stated too calmly as he started advancing across the street, Mammon flanking him immediately.

Michael quirked an eyebrow at the brothers actions, both so quick to defend a humans honor. Meanwhile the human just continued to dissuade them.

The mindless oaf who'd taunted the former demon brothers into the fight reeked with sin. Michael picked out lust and greed as the strongest. All of it stemming from pride of course.

Interesting, he settled down to watch.

MC waited silently for the other shoe to drop. The boys were picking a fight without realizing they weren't demons anymore. Without realizing they were very outnumbered.

MC wanted to summon Lilith's bow, but they didn't know if it could be used on humans without killing them. An angelic weapon probably wasn't made to be merciful to something as weak as a human.

Satan felt the familiar feeling of blood pounding in his ears. His skin was on fire as the coil of anger in his chest wound tighter.

"Oh you wanna throw down? Right now tough guy come on!" The punk yelled, his friends preparing to back him up. The coil wound a little tighter and Satan couldn't wait for the snap.

He reached his target, and was immediately on the ground. He didn't register how he'd gotten there until he felt the throbbing pain on the back of his head. He got back to his feet and saw red. Swinging hard at the nearest enemy he went down fast again. This time he couldn't stand back up.

Every time he managed to get to his knees he was knocked down by someone else. There were so many he couldn't possibly compensate. Instead of snapping, the coil in his chest just kept winding tighter and tighter the angrier he got.

He had no magic or strength to call upon to demolish the assailants. all he had were his own two hands and they weren't enough to stop the coiling. They weren't enough to express the wound up ball of pure fury within him.

Something had to give. And Satan realized with a start that he couldn't force them to bow. He'd completely lost track of Mammon and he laid on the ground being kicked now. The coiling still there with nothing to break it.

##end of TW##

MC watched the boys immediately fail and decided, to hell with mercy. Summoning the weapon from their ear they prayed for something non-lethal.

A wicked golden taser appeared in their hand.

Rushing the huddle of punks MC reached the closest one and jammed the taser into his back. He convulsed violently for several seconds before falling to the sidewalk. The others backed off and stared at MC.

"What the fuck!!?"

"You got a tazer?!"

"They got weapons now..."

They dispersed after similar calls and MC helped the boys to their feet.

0Michael stared in disbelief as the human manipulated the Celestial weapon. Where had they gotten one? And how had they gained it's loyalty enough for it to shift on command? There were archangel elites who hadn't mastered their weapons with such precision.

On top of that they had intimidated those insects into submission with hardly a show of force. The angel narrowed his eyes at the somber expression the human wore as they helped Lucifer's brothers up. Their hair curled slightly on their brow, their eyelids shaded their eyes with a quiet respect as they helped Mammon to his feet. Saying nothing as to not aggravate his injured pride.

Lucifer picked a very interesting human indeed.

Suddenly their eyes met his, a gaze so sudden his stomach flipped up into his throat. Had they seen him? Ducking behind a building he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time. His heart was pounding in his chest. He wasn't afraid, he was excited.

0That's funny, MC could've sworn there was something on the other end of the street. But it glided away as soon as they'd looked.

Creepy.

0Luckily they weren't too injured to get home. When they walked in the door they were greeted with the sight of Asmo doing Levi's nails and decided not to question it. MC called Acacia from the backyard and had her help clean up the two idiots. She wasn't very pleased but got the first aid kit to help Mammon.

Mammon cringed hard as Acacia rapped his sprained wrist. He couldn't believe they'd sucked so hard in that fight, being human was the worst.

"Too tight?" Acacia's question pulled him out of his self-deprecation for the moment.

"Nah I'm fine, stupid human bones snap so easily." He grumbled. He felt his face heat up at the smirk and eye roll Acacia threw his way. He still felt pretty crumby for losing to a bunch of humans, but it was hard to dwell on it when there was a pretty girl tenderly bandaging his wounds.

Satan was beet red as MC held the ice pack to the swollen lump on his head. He was still angry and there was nowhere to put it. As one of the most powerful demons in the Devildom, it was easy to blow off steam. No one dared to cross him and he could easily flatten those who did. As a human he didn't have those options, the playing field was level.

He was powerless to release his frustration and that just made him even more angry. It was an unbreakable cycle.

"We gotta go back and kick their asses." He said bitterly to the ground. MC laughed out loud one barked laugh and shook their head.

"I think your failure here is enough friend."

"I'm serious, I can't just let this stand. I'll bring the others and I'll bring weapons, I'll make them pay. " He growled.

"Satan let it go, we lost." It wasn't MC who answered, but Mammon.

"Give up? Mammon I can't just–" Satan clutched at the air with his hands as he wrestled with his words. He knew he was talking nonsense, but he couldn't just accept he'd never get his vengeance.

"Hey" Mammon crossed the room and spoke at Satan's level. "I get you're mad but you can't win em' all."

"You don't get it! I'm not just mad I'm going to commit a war crime"

"Satan I do get it"

"DON'T INTERRUPT ME!" The younger brother jumped to his feet, his anger forcing his voice to a scream. Anything to alleviate the coiling just a little.

"Look at me man." Mammon grabbed his brother by the shoulders and stared him down. Satan heaved panted breaths as he tried to compose himself. "How often do I screw up?"

"What does that have to do–"

"Just answer me dickweed. How often do I screw up?" He repeated firmly.

"...more than a standard drill bit" Satan smirked.

"Yeah whatever," Mammon rolled his eyes. "And how often do I get shit about it from you guys?"

"Every day since I met you?"

"Exactly!" He shook Satan's shoulders. "I do get it. You feel like you're a rubber band! And every failure and humiliation pulls you tighter and tighter but you never get to snap. Cause there's nowhere for it to go."

Satan blinked in surprise.

"You can't 'cause every time you try to release it you fail and that just makes you more embarrassed which makes you angrier which makes the rubber band. Stretch. Tighter." He punctuated his last words by violently shaking Satan.

"Knock it off!" Satan slapped Mammon's hands away. He had a really good point though. He wasn't exact on everything but a lot of what he said was like he'd climbed into Satan's head and stole his inner monologue.

"We're human now, you gotta get another outlet for this…" Mammon waved his hands in a vague motion. "This energy. Cause you can't expect to win every time anymore. We lost that luxury."

The room went quiet after that.

#obey me!#obey me fanfic #Holy Hands

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rank tony's villains in tales/v1 from most favorite to lamest go1!!

villains are in order of first appearance and i’m giving each a rank out of ten.

wong chu

ok so i know he’s part of iron man’s Origin™ but he’s so….dumb. not to mention the way he’s drawn is so bad it skips being funny and goes straight to being just kind of sad. 1/10 do better marvel

gargantus

large dude that is actually an alien hologram. gets points for originality and wackiness. 4/10

doctor strange (not to be confused with former surgeon turned sorcerer supreme doctor stephen strange)

i like his cloak. 6/10

red barbarian

our first “evil soviet russia villain”! could be worse, but he’s still kind of boring compared to the others on the list of tony’s evil soviet russia villains. 2/10

hatep the evil sorcerer

this concept is so fucking funny and ridiculous. i love comics. 6.5/10

jack frost

freezing powers are very cool. HAHHAAHHA SEE WHAT I DID THERE?? 7.5/10

crimson dynamo

i’m literally so confused as to who this guy even is? is he an iron man villain or not? whats going on. 5/10

the melter

if you thought hatep the evil sorcerer was hilarious just look at THIS guy. somehow he has a similar color palette as doctor strange the villain yet he manages to wear it in a way that is magnitudes less fashionable. 7.5/10

mister doll

his powers are pretty cool! his outfit’s kind of terrible though. 5.5/10

the mandarin

look at this fucking loser with his Green and Magenta outfit and his 10 stupid fucking rings. why does he have an “m” on his chest anyway. lamest recurring iron man villain. 0.5/10

the scarecrow

i have no idea what else he does other than be an evil scarecrow. 3/10

black widow

our first villain on this list with a sense of style, and also our first villain-turned-avenger! natasha romanoff, i love you. 9.5/10

the unicorn

this guys is really funny but also who fucking named this guy . what’s unicorn-like about him. blease. this bothers me. 6.5/10

hawkeye

listen i don’t fucking care what anyone says. clint barton deserves rights even if his origin story is wack as all shit. 9/10

the chameleon

initially a 7/10, but served as the conflict in the first stevetony issue in iron man comics, which bumps him up to an 8/10

black knight

NO ONE TALKS ABOUT THIS GUY WHICH IS HONESTLY A GODDAMN CRIME. LOOK AT HOW AWESOME HE IS. 10/10

the phantom

another cool villain with a nice aesthetic! 8.5/10

this random fucking dude

i mean props to him for managing to steal the iron man suit but his hat is terrible and we don’t even know his name?? 7/10

attuma

namor is better. 3/10

dream-maker

love this dude. he’s neat. 8.5/10

titanium man

someone at marvel was like LET’S MAKE CRIMSON DYNAMO BETTER…………..GREEN AND MORE EVIL…. 8.5/10

this android that’s basically the pokemon ditto but less cute

it does get points for making me laugh. 5.5/10

the freak

ok so this is just. ok. so if happy gets exposed to cobalt rays he turns into whitewashed hulk lite™. still kind of interesting in terms of plot though. 6/10

ultimo

honestly a little more interesting than i thought he was going to be. points off for being associated with the mandarin tho. 4/10

krang

canon incel. 1/10

namor

hehe fish man . 8/10

mole man

what moles are bright green?? 5/10

the crusher

honestly i forgot everything about him until i went through TOS again. he’s hulk lite™ pt 2 electric boogaloo but without the emotional weight

half-face

realistically i know he’s just buildup to titanium man coming back for the 3rd time BUT I DO LIKE HIS VIBES. 7/10

grey gargoyle

i’ll admit. he’s got awesome powers and the fight w tony was rlly interesting. 9/10

whiplash

….so he just has a whip? it isnt even electrified or anything he just has a whip? 3/10

A. I. M.

the bright yellow beekeeper outfits are so stupid they’re really, really funny. 7.5/10

the demolisher

i actually kinda like this robot design. it’s pretty cool in terms of “robots that want to kill iron man”. 7/10

cerebrus

24th century baddie! always a win. 8/10

the gladiator

i mean like. what the fuck is this. 3.5/10

the controller

it seems like this is the only iron man villain anyone seems to remember these days? anyway it makes sense, he’s pretty memorable and his powerset is interesting. 8.5/10

the night phantom