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notherpuppet · 2 months

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I want vaggie to confront alastor’s manipulative ass about Charlie’s deal and I hope it’s a musical number 😩🙏🏽

#not trying to sail a ship btw #I just like evil villain dance numbers #like in Pixar’s coco #that scene was so tight #whole time I was drawing this I was like “ho dont do it!#hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel fanart #vaggie #my doods #liked by creator

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petratherrock · 15 hours

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Who has the most powerful magic in the dungeon? Marcille? Falin? Thistle? All Wrong.

It's Senshi carrying and protecting the tray of miso soup and onigiris no spill none of it falling about for an entirety of a chimera and a flock of harpies attack-

#he was falling about and still gripping the tray tight hes the best server in the entire universe restaurant owners want him #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dunmeshi #senshi of izganda #yes i scrolled thru the entire episode for his scenes with the tray *cackles this is what i do with my time #marcille donato #thistle dungeon meshi #falin touden #NO ACTUALLY I'VE GOT MORE SCENES OF HIM WITH THE TRAY BUT I CAN ONLY FIT 10 HERE SO

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slushrottweiler · 4 months

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Mason’s brief moment of peace amongst the Christmas tree lot; before they all start talking.

#slushie draws #twc mason #twc Christmas special #agent m #sneaking one last one in before the new year #this scene had me in a chokehold so tight I tried to colour!!!#the wayhaven chronicles

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beanghostprincess · 2 months

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hear me out: modern au, zolu

zoro is born into a rich family, but he doesn't give a fuck about their business, has no clue about what he wants in life, and is feeling more and more lost by the day.

enter thief luffy, who chooses Zoro's house as the next target. zoro only catches a glimpse just before he escapes out of the window, flashing him a grin and changing his life forever.

but luffy has to come back because he forgot something and nami's super mad about it. zoro's waiting for him this time with the very thing he needs, planning to catch him but of course this ends with them being friends because well it's luffy. and he secretly likes the idea of his family freaking out over the stolen goods.

they hang out and zoro discovers that luffy's somehow both a clumsy idiot and somehow silent and nimble when it comes to thievery at the same time(how? luffy makes him go with him for one of the heists and doesn't tell him that till they are there and zoro goes through a dozen heart attacks while luffy follows his reckless plans) it's the most fun zoro has had in his life. of course, it ends with luffy asking him to join him.

anyway, band of thieves romance dawn trio au. ace and sabo are also pretty well known thieves, having their own gangs and all.

do you think this idea will work for a fic? it just popped into my head lol

Thinking about Zoro being born into a rich family is honestly so funny but it makes sense because. You know. Mihawk. Tbh, in this AU I see Zoro also obsessed with swords and wanting to be a swordsman but, everybody knows him because of his father so he has this personal thing in which he wants to win a fight against him to take over the dojo. Or something like that. It's surprising how accurate you can make Modern AUs sometimes- But also, Mihawk wants him to keep studying too, and hell if he knows what to do with his life. He's lost mentally and physically 24/7. Perona teasing him about it doesn't help.

And,, Luffy and Nami being thieves together is actually so cute 😭 Robin Hood type of thieves except that they also keep a lot of the money since, y'know, "It's a job like any other! And I need to pay the rent somehow-" Nami says. Ace is a thief because it's kinda fun and thrilling but Sabo does it mostly for the poor-- Great team, honestly.

Luffy and Zoro getting along right away is so funny because it's 100% canon. I think Zoro would freak out a little at first because, well, Luffy is chaotic in every universe. But then he realizes that this could give his family a heart attack and suddenly being friends with Luffy seems more fun. Also, the guy is cute and carefree and Zoro is very weak for him. Zoro joining them because it makes his life less boring and telling Mihawk he found a job at a random place would be so, so funny to me--

It would definitely work for a fic and I'd read it without hesitation 🙏🏻❤️ It's sooo good!!!!!!

#zolu kissing mid crime scene would be funny #typical scene of 'we'll get caught oh no!!!!! we need to hide in this very very tight closet TOGETHER'#you can do so many things with this au-#sabo kind of does his own thing with ace i think imo #ace being there for the fun and sabo like 'this is a super important mission-' / 'can we burn something?' / 'later'#wekjfhwebfkwjeb the sillies #one piece #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #zolu

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voids-voyager · 8 months

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I've seen some people say Flapjack only chose Hunter once he defended Luz and let her leave with the palismen(thereby showing he's not a bad guy), but I don't agree with that when we actually see the moment Flapjack decides This boy is their new witch.

Hunter's line here can be read in several ways, either a slip of the tongue he wouldn't have said otherwise, or it is something he has thought about but just never felt safe enough to openly express. I think a whole post can be made exploring Hunter's feelings about the titan having big plans for him, but the important part is that Hunter isn't happy about that. He's not content or reassured having some big destiny planned for him, kind of the opposite to Luz. And expressing those feelings, that desire to figure out and choose his own future outloud is what makes Flapjack choose him.

The situation is an interesting echo of the Hexside kids getting their palismen by stating their wishes outloud. Only Hunter isn't saying this through any wish to bond with a palisman, Flapjack just happened to be there and Hunter's wish to choose his own future matched up with them.

I don't think palismen have a moral compass the way humans or witches do. Their interests begin and end with what their witch wants and what will help them, and not what is ethically right or wrong. The Bat Queen says palismen bond through emotion, with witches who share a likeminded desire. There's nothing about them needing to fit a 'good person' criteria(and personally I think that's more interesting).

I think Flapjack went back with Luz just to say goodbye to the Bat Queen, to tell her they've finally found someone. She has sheltered them for so long, hundreds of years that they've spent together. I wouldn't be surprised if Flapjack is the oldest of every palismen under the Bat Queen's protection. It's like paying respect to her, and sharing the news they've found someone at last, that they know will make her happy.

#hunter #the owl house #toh #hunter toh #hunter the owl house #there's the others about pacing and writing with this episode where hunter getting a staff would have felt out of place anywhere but the en #and hunter letting luz go isn't about him and flapjack but him and luz and showing hunter does have humanity beneath the brainwashing #flapjack doesn't have a big part in the episode again after that scene on the rooftop until the very end #and the pacing is so tight in hunting palismen i hate the thought of shifting anything around

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angelthemanspanker · 2 months

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how does it always take him like eight seconds to get here. who hears "my boyfriend is naked out of necessity so we have towels up for privacy" and says "oh don't cover his naked body on my account I am ready and willing to see it. I'm not thinking about touching him btw. if you were wondering"

#look there is a very specific kinda guy who is passionate about being cool with his guy friends schlongs being out #a 'no girls no boundaries' type dude wants his homies to explore him so bad #xander harris #willow rosenberg #oz osbourne #buffy the vampire slayer #xandoz #was literally just watching those scenes for how tight his shirt was bc that episode sucks #i like counsellor moseby tho

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sassykattery · 7 months

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Dollface Pt. 6

I think we all know where this is going.

CW: Main Character is afab, uses she/her pronouns. Profanity. Smut scene: fingering (f! receiving), piv, creampie. Use of gendered terms: reader called "lady". Size kink.

The main character is afab, uses she/her pronouns. This story is meant to be somewhat curvy/plus-sized reader insert, but the main character is given a physical description, but it's not crucial to the story or mentioned often after Part 1.

Themes: Romance. Magic. Adventure. Car sex. Smut. Diavolo x fem! MC. Fluff.

Characters: Main Character. Diavolo.

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Slowly, she turned and unbuckled her seatbelt, reaching toward the back and pulling on two pull tabs on the sides of the back seat, causing them to fold down.

Diavolo's hands began to wander her form, touching any and everywhere he could as she sat forward again. She suddenly giggled.

"You may have to crawl through the back. Go on, and I'll let you in," she said.

He got out and quickly walked around to the back where the hatch opened to reveal her on her hands and knees, the front two seats now also folded forward. Though he was still rather massive as he crawled in on top of her, this was more doable than just trying to fit in the backseat alone. The headroom was less than desirable, but it didn't matter too much as she closed the hatch and tugged him down to kiss his lips feverishly.

"This is what you wanted, yes?" She asked lustfully.

"More or less," he murmured playfully. "As long as I have you."

"You have me," she replied as her hands busied themselves into unbuttoning his shirt and pulling off his tie.

"Then that's all I'll ever need," he stated, kissing her neck. They scooted up as far as they could, allowing his long legs to stretch out, still much too tall. It was better when she laid up against the back of the passenger front seat.

"I want you, Dia," she whimpered into his ear as she kissed the lobe. He had her jeans down around just one of her ankles, spreading her legs out to plunge his fingers into her wet heat.

"Oh baby," he groaned, feeling her creamy wetness cover his digits, listening to the wet sounds they made.

"Mmmmmm, Dia," she let out a long moan.

"Is this what your friend thought you would be doing here?" He asked impishly in her ear.

She squirmed and smiled, her hips bucking into his hand. "No, but she'd be happy for me," she replied cutely.

"What a good friend," he murmured, fucking his fingers into her faster.

He slowed as she pulled her blouse off, unclasping her bra and laying it to the side. Working his way back up to a faster pace, he ducked his head down to kiss and lick her nipples, sucking on them as she arched her back from the sensation. Heat was already building in the small space, making it steamy and foggy on the windows.

Moving back up to her lips, he mumbled his praises to her. "You're amazing, my little darling. Treating me so well, letting me ravish you. You feel so good just in my hand." He cupped her pussy then, fingers still plunged deep within and curling them against her g-spot. She let out a much louder moan then, her core and inner knot tightening as her release approached faster and faster.

"Please, make me cum," she whimpered softly against his neck. He had lost his patience in that moment and quickly took his fingers away to unbuckle his belt, unbutton his slacks, and pull out his cock, already hard and so ready to plunge into her cunt. He stopped, remembering she couldn't see as her hands were blindly feeling what he was doing.

"I need you," he groaned. "I need to be inside you."

"Take me," she murmured hastily. He stopped and searched her face in the darkness. It wasn't often he was caught off-guard by his own emotions, but seeing her like this, so receptive of him, it was almost overwhelming.

"I love you," he stated more seriously. She couldn't see his expression, but the sincerity of his voice made the lustful haze dissipate for a moment.

"I... I love you, too," she said slowly. He could see the uneasiness at the revelation in her eyes, but the way she also relaxed made him realize she meant it, too.

He kissed her passionately then, taking hold of his cock again to angle it towards her entrance. The heat radiating off her cunt was so enticing, and the initial thrust in was an easy glide. She immediately clung onto him, her thighs clamped around his hips.

"Darling, relax for me," he murmured, using his free hand to slip under her head and cradle her while his fingers gently rubbed her scalp. "I'm here, I won't go anywhere."

Very slowly, she relaxed her body, still holding on but not quite as tightly. And, just as slowly, he began thrusting into her, her pussy opening up more and more to him. Even her moans sounded less strained, more open, and relaxed.

"Feels s'good," she mumbled, kissing his cheek. He was enthralled by the sweet gestures she did and made like that, or how her hands roamed his back and shoulders, curling her little fingers in his hair.

He hummed in reply, sliding his other arm underneath her back to hold her closer, as if they weren't close enough in this case.

"I promise to give you the world if you say you'll let me keep you," he murmured in her ear, nibbling on her lobe in return.

"I'm yours," she replied, one of her hands grabbing onto his shoulder blade, her nails digging into his flesh. He groaned and sped up, taking her right leg and hoisting it over his shoulder. She cried out then, feeling another rush of heat coming on to barrel another orgasm through her.

"I'm yours, my love, my sweet sweet girl," he replied, now pussydrunk and feeling his own orgasm approach.

"Cum with me," she mumbled into his ear. "I'm close."

"I will, baby, I promise," he grunted in reply, fucking her faster. The car had begun to rock the faster and harder he went. It was fairly evident to anyone who should pass by what was going on, like two teenagers at their first opportunity to be alone like this. Though, the pair were more fortunate that they were out in the country, somewhere private.

"I love you," she whimpered again, nuzzling her face into his. He melted at her unprompted words, feeling and hearing her sincerity course through his veins.

"I love you more," he murmured playfully again. She smiled in return, making his cock throb then as he got closer to the edge. For him, she didn't have to do much to turn him on or make him feel good. It was simply like she was made for him because every little thing she did and said just fueled his fire.

"Please, inside me," she commanded in a soft cry, tightening her hold again. He let her, knowing she felt her control slipping as they danced further and further away from the rational and closer to the euphoric side of life.

One of his hands quickly slid out from beneath her and back in between them to rub at her clit, giving her the extra stimulation.

"Yes! Yes, right there! Don't stop!" Her voice fell to a more quiet and strangled whimper.

"Come on, baby, give it to me," he growled, picking up the pace again and slamming into her. "So close."

"Diavolo!"

Her little wail was muffled into his shoulder, tears pricking her eyes as her vision went white. Feeling her walls begin to milk his cock, he finally let go and chased the pleasure burning his sanity. His grunts turned into moans, a slight whimper as his release finally sank in, driving his hips to surge forward and become still. A warmth filled her deeply, making her twitch more with each wave of bliss.

After taking a moment to come back to reality and gather in his senses, Diavolo felt her still trembling, clutching onto him like her life depended on it with her face buried in his shoulder.

He murmured her name a few times, trying to coax her into relaxing. It took several tries, but finally, she pulled back, letting him see her. She had a few tear stains on her cheeks, her makeup a bit ruined then.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He murmured quietly, caressing the side of her head.

"N-No..." she mumbled, somewhat in a daze and staring blankly.

"What happened?" He prodded further, anxious that he messed up.

"It's just... a lot. I'm emotional and... I'm sorry, I sound dumb," she tried to explain and then backpeddled.

"No, tell me. It was okay?"

"More than okay, it was amazing. I just experience it very intensely, on an emotional level," she answered, sounding more clear-headed.

"I see. I think that's endearing. I'm glad we have this connection," he answered. He then looked side to side, thinking of how to do the next part. "Is it okay if I remove myself?" He asked finally.

"Mhm," she affirmed, letting him go. He placed her leg back down slowly and pulled away, tucking himself back in and somewhat putting himself together. His attention was diverted when he saw her sit up on her elbows, wincing.

"I'm too old to do this in a car anymore," she grumbled. Her eyes popped open and she looked in the direction of the prince. "Well, not as old as you."

Diavolo growled playfully and snatched her into his arms, making her giggle and squeal as he sent his lithe fingers up and down her sides.

"And this old demon found a sweet, pretty little lady to steal away and keep all for himself for eternity," he stated in her ear using a flair of his demonic nature in his voice.

She instantly became still, staring into the darkness as her heartbeat quickened. He could feel the drastic change in her and started to backpeddle himself.

"I apologize for scaring you," he stated.

"I can't tell if that scared me or turned me on, to be quite honest," she replied a bit matter-of-factly.

"Both?"

"Both."

They then started laughing together, turning so they could hold each other on their sides, his arm under her head for support.

"I love your laugh, it's so authentic," he tried to compliment her. She raised a brow.

"That's a nice way of saying it's ugly," she bit back. His brows shot up and he panicked.

"No! That's not what I meant at all, it's just–" he saw her then smirk and he stopped.

"I'm teasing, big boy," she stated impishly. "I like yours too. It's contagious."

He sighed and used his free arm to pull her in closer.

"I can't believe this is real at times," he murmured to himself and her.

"Why?"

"I've lived a lonely life. It was only when my butler and the brothers came along that I felt like I had company, but still, they're at arm's length," he answered.

"Then you crave intimacy, romantic or platonic," she replied thoughtfully. He was quiet for a moment.

"I suppose so." The prince sat with it for a little bit before adding, "I don't want just sex with you. I desire intimacy from you in all its forms."

Her hand came to rest on his upper chest, just below his neck. She looked up at where she thought his eyes would be. "I hope you understand that I have a lot of love to give. I'm very loyal and desire closeness too. But you'll have to forgive me because, at times, I'm distant from having been abused in the past."

"I hope you choose to let me in so that I can help you," he replied. She nodded and nuzzled her face into his neck, sighing with content as he fully wrapped himself around her– well, as best he could after all.

After a little while, she finally sat up on her elbow and sighed. "We should probably head back," she declared. He kissed her forehead and hummed in agreement.

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Once back at her house, she led Diavolo to the spare bedroom on the opposite side of the house to her and opened the door. It was very late and her parents were well asleep then.

"You'll sleep here. I already put your clothes away, and if you need anything, just come get me," she explained. He walked in and turned.

"I don't get the pleasure of sleeping with you?" He asked, actually being serious.

She chuckled. "My parents are old-fashioned, so no," she replied. He nodded and looked at the bed.

"I understand, but I'll miss you," he stated sweetly. She approached and gave him a tight hug, to which he kissed the top of her head.

"Good night," she mumbled.

"Sweet dreams, my love."

After that, she closed the door and walked away, heading back to her room. She got settled and ready for bed, donning a sleep shirt and missing the prince as well.

It took only a few minutes of her laying in bed with her eyes closed that she felt the bed shift and a familiar and bulky presence next to her.

"This isn't your bed," she mumbled, turning to face the Demon Lord.

"Any bed that you're in is mine, too," he murmured playfully. "Plus, this one is bigger."

"I'm sorry that the other one is small. I can take that one and you can stay–"

"Darling, I just want to be next to you," he interrupted her.

"Fine, but don't think that my parents will believe you came in here because you were having nightmares or something," she mumbled sleepily, allowing him to pull her into his embrace. He scooted into the middle and pulled her mostly on top of him. His arms came to rest on her back, and he laid there feeling her breathing start to slow, little twitches of her body signaling she was falling asleep.

Diavolo enjoyed every minute of this. Her. Him. This. Them. Together. It was more wondrous than he could ever imagine, more intimate than he ever thought possible for someone like him. A soul so radiant and full of life that was somehow attached to his soulless being was able to show him love in ways he didn't know about.

He rubbed her back as he sat there thinking about her. Thoughts of home started to surface, but now he was starting to wonder about the possibilities before him. What if he never went back to the Devildom? Was he content to stay here, build a life with this human? He definitely couldn't part from her; that wasn't an option. But he wouldn't pressure her into going back home with him.

The Demon Lord imagined what it would be like to build such a life with her. Would they be like the movies? Would they have dinner with her parents once a week? Could he bond with them and come to see them as his family? As the years passed, they could buy a home and get some pets. He could get a job and spoil her rotten like he wanted to.

And before he knew it, he was asleep, too, imagining those things for himself.

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When she awoke the next morning, she felt around to find her bed empty. Driven by a wave of anxiety, she quickly got up and found her lounge pants before leaving her room. She immediately heard voices coming from the living room, and peaking around in the kitchen over the bar, she saw her father and Diavolo watching TV and conversing about...

"What an intriguing sport! So you play this, yes?" Diavolo asked enthusiastically. Her father immediately lit up and began going on about it.

"Sure, I play, but it's just a hobby. I'll never be a pro like these guys," he answered, pointing the remote at the TV.

"Well, certainly you are very knowledgeable and work very hard to improve your skill. I am sure you could play competitively if you really wanted to," the prince responded.

"Nah, too old. These kids are around my daughter's age and up, but you don't see too many old guys out there," her father stated.

Immediately, Diavolo's head turned when he heard the floorboard shift, knowing she was nearby.

"Well, good morning," the demon called out to her. She sheepishly came around and sat next to Diavolo, his arm instantly encircling her shoulders. He was wearing a black T-shirt, black jeans, and no socks, looking rather comfortable already.

"Morning," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes beneath her glasses.

"Your father was teaching me about golf. It's quite the sport! It requires a lot of concentration, planning, and forethought. It reminds me of chess in that way," Diavolo explained excitedly.

"Did he now..." she mumbled again, still not totally awake.

"Well, I'm gonna go run some errands. Good talkin' to you, son," her dad said, getting up and leaving the room.

Once he was gone, Diavolo excitedly turned to her, crossing a leg.

"I have some good news," he explained.

"That my dad called you son?" She asked sarcastically.

"No– well, yes, I enjoy that he sees me as familiar enough to call me that. Your father is a good man, I can tell," the prince replied happily. "But, no, my good news is my magic returned."

"Oh? It did? When?" She asked, looking surprised.

"This morning, I woke up in my demon form," he explained. She tilted her head in confusion.

"You couldn't before?"

"No. I tried to when I was in the dressing room yesterday, but I felt blocked from my magic," he replied.

"So... that means..." she trailed off.

Diavolo saw the look of uncertainty in her face and knelt down in front of her on the floor, taking her hands in his. "Yes, that means I can find my friends and go home, but I want to preface you with the fact I won't go without you. It's both of us or not at all."

She looked ahead into his eyes, seeing the truth in his golden gaze.

"Okay," she whispered.

He smiled and lurched forward to kiss her, his muscular arms encircling her frame.

"Do you want to see it? Me?" He asked, purring against her lips.

"Sure," she mumbled back, kissing his lips more.

He pulled away from her and completely sat back on his haunches. She sank back into the couch to watch. His hands rested on his thighs as he watched her intently. Like oil paint sliding of its canvas, his humanly form melted away, yielding an even taller and darker demon with bright red hair, black lines tracing over his abdomen, horns curling around his skull, and a set of draconic wings unfurling. His demon form outfit materialized in time with his disclosure.

"Oh," she whispered, barely audible.

"What do you think?" He asked, watching her reaction. Her eyes were wide, heart rate up, but her body started to lean in towards him. He watched as her eyes slowly trailed from the top of his head and down south, taking in every inch.

"You're... stunning..." she murmured in a low pitch. He became acutely aware of her body's reaction to his, clearly in a heightened state of arousal.

The human woman finally sat forward and reached out to him, to which he leaned forward in response to allow her access to him. She caressed his horn and trailed lower, her fingertips brushing over his burning skin. He was now also aware of his arousal for her, how she touched him.

"I, uh... I have a thing for monsters," she confessed suddenly, her eyes tracing the ink across his torso.

"No, really?" He teased. She finally met his gaze again with a burning flush on her cheeks. "You're dating a demon after all. I assumed you did."

She swallowed thickly and continued to let her eyeline fall, absorbing his muscular figure.

"What do you want?" He asked in a seductive tone, getting her attention.

"For you to make love to me," she mumbled bashfully.

He growled playfully then. "It would be my pleasure, and soon enough, it'll be yours, too," he murmured, sliding his hands beneath her to lift her off the couch into a bridal carry back to her room. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him.

She watched him as he walked, seeing the different lights bouncing off of his form. He collapsed his wings behind his back to walk, ducking his head underneath the doorways, as she realized he was definitely taller in this form.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed.

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imminent-danger-came · 9 months

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I love reading your tags- especially when theres just even MORE info dumping there.

The least favorite character ask made me giggle a bit, "This character that appeared for a single episode is actually pretty cool. And this character is really awesome in this particular context. But ALSO I really like this character with very little actual screentime."

You‘re absolutely right though! Characters whose only purpose is to fill a particular role are chosen really well too! Like the Host Girl; sure, she doesn’t really have a personality or anything, but she doesn’t NEED to have one. As you said, she‘s collateral damage. She gives us more insight to Wukong, she shows us just how ruthless he can be. He‘s willing to kill the epitome of innocence: A child. A defenseless little girl with a cutesy voice, who was just in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

(It‘s also worth a mention that, contrary to Wukong, she revealed a softer side of Macaque. Not to the extent the fandom built it up, but in an arguably more meaningful way. He‘s worried/feels bad for a total stranger. Even if it was only a concerned look, she once again gave us a deeper insight to a member of the main cast.)

And the characters with less focus either have really genuine interactions (Yellow Tusk with Azure) that just endear you to them, or they drop a banger line (like the Jade Emperor) before their purpose is fulfilled.

Nothing wrong with being a plot device if it‘s done well!

This wasn‘t really much of an ask rather than me rambling. Sorry.

I welcome rambles in my ask box! Half of you that show up in my ask box could just write your own analysis posts.

And you're also totally right! There isn't anything wrong with characters that are there just to function as plot devices. Sometimes a child is there just to be a child, and that's all they need to be. I think I feel this way about Megapolis (a name for the city that hasn't even been mentioned in show). Like it's a city filled with innocent people, it's MK & the Gang's home, and that's all it kinda needs to be tbh. LMK has to be extremely tight with what it chooses to focus on because of time constraints, and it does that well. When it comes down to it, focusing on the characters/plot is more important than focusing on the setting (which I think debatably wouldn't contribute much anyways—like we don't need more of a reason to care about the city, you know?).

I have this same opinion when it comes to the Demon Bull Family, which may be an unpopular take, but the truth is that a lot of their development happened off-screen. After ROTSQ and until we see them again in 3x06, it's clear that there have been positive changes between Red Son and his parents. I think I've seen some folk want Red Son to cut off his parents entirely, but that kinda goes against the core of his character. Part of Red Son's appeal for me is his complete devotion to his family despite their flaws (saving them in ROTSQ and EYD, attempting to save them in 4x09). Red Son and Princess Iron Fan only ever wanted world domination because that's what DBK wanted, and after that failed—they gave up. They hit the bricks. Red Son then started a food business with his dad (jealous of MK and Pigsy's noodle shop mayhaps?), and I think it's telling that DBK would even agree to do that to begin with. DBK and PIF's disregard of Red Son may not be acknowledged in the way people want, and I get that, but it's not that it didn't happen. I'd say there's another jump in their development between the end of 3x14 and the beginning of 4x09, where the fact that DBK calls out for Red Son as he gets taken away shows a closeness between them that we hadn't seen before. It's also clear that DBK has grown past the person who only wanted to create the world in his own image, chastising Azure Lion:

Demon Bull King: "How many times must you be struck down chasing this same foolish dream?"

(4x09 Roast of the Monkie Kids)

(Plus "This pursuit of yours has warped your mind brother—it is the only reason I could imagine that you would have the nerve to assault my home and harm my family!" echoing PIF in 1x10 "Come to your senses, this power has poisoned your mind!"; Azure unreasonably considers DBK a traitor like DBK had unreasonably considered Red Son a traitor, etc.)

DBK, unlike plenty of other antagonists in LMK (Spider Queen, LBD, and Azure specifically), learned to stop and accept the world as it was. He failed as a conqueror, but he still had his family, and he could try and not fail as a father for his "half-baked son"—or that's how I interpret DBK anyhow.

((I also want to bring up the fact that DBK didn't dare use the Samadhi Fire ring he had to power himself up with Red Son's furnace in AHIB. Like, even the Mr. Bull King has some restraint—there are prices too great to pay for the world, hence why he gave up on world domination after 1x10, when he almost killed his wife and son.))

To me it makes the Demon Bull Family feel like characters that exist outside of MK & the Gang, and can grow/change even when they're not on screen with our main characters, and I think that's cool. We also legitimately didn't have time for anything else.

#So tldr on the way the DB family has been handled thus far: I get if people don't like it that's completely fair #but idk if it's objectively bad.#I know there's a Villad's interview out there where he says he thinks during s2 Red Son took a lot of time to himself #That he realized some thangs about how his parents had treated him you know #And I get if people are disappointed by that. Unfortunately they're minor characters at this point & we got a lot of other stuff to focus o #Me personally I like what we have #They are insane for paralleling the Demon Bull family's one scene in s4 with 1x10 #Like. Holy shit their writing is TIGHT #lmk #lego monkie kid #asks #lmk Red Son #lmk DBK #lmk PIF #lmk analysis #you know what I think I just realized I legitimately like DBK. Like a decent amount.#The way he looks away in shame from PIF in 3x06 before she explains the Samadhi fire's origins. Omg. Is that guilt???#''So you can see it would be impossible for fools such as yourselves to control that power—#if even the spawn of the Demon Bull King himself could not.''#OMG!!!!!!!#anyways

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