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one of my fav hcs for the twins is that they always unquestioningly back up each other's lies in front of others

like a teacher will come up to osamu "so how was that important practice match yesterday?" and there was none and nothing was ever planned but he just goes "yeah we crushed it, all that time tsumu and I spent practicing beforehand was really worth it", because he can guess atsumu used the 'practice match' as an explanation why he couldn't do something for school

or a girl will ask atsumu "are you doing your twin tuesday this week too?" and atsumu just goes "obviously. just me and samu. like every tuesday." and when the girl is gone suna just looks at atsumu like "wth is a twin tuesday" and atsumu just shrugs "hell if I know". turns out osamu just didn't want to tell her he had zero interest in spending time with her so he made up a lie to let her down easy

they won't ever sell each other out even if that means embarrassing themselves or looking stupid, but if that happens they totally go complain to the other like "you so owe me for this"

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Inarizaki's Kansai Dialect

Japanese Dialects are split into Eastern and Western, with the Standard Japanese dialect being Eastern (Kanto region) and Kansai region dialect being Western (eg. cities of Osaka and Kyoto, and of course Hyogo prefecture- where Inarizaki is from). The pitch, tone, and stressing of the sounds is different from standard Tokyo Japanese so you should be able to hear the difference in how the Inarizaki members speak even if you don't know any Japanese.

just in case yall didn't know, Suna is the only member on the team that does not use Kansai dialect as he was scouted from Aichi prefecture, so he basically just speaks in the standard dialect

Some linguistics of the dialect that may or may not be heard in the show:

"ya" ending vs the standard "da" ending.

Kore kirai ya. vs Kore kirai da. (I hate this.)

the use of the "h" sound instead of "s"

Han vs standard san (honorific suffix, not really used anymore)

Negation suffix "-hen" instead of the standard "-nai".

Taichou kanri dekitehen koto, homen na. vs Taichou kanri dekitenai koto, homen na. (Don't compliment him when he's obviously not taking care of himself.)

verb "oru" vs the standard "iru".

Dareka ga mitoru yo, Shin-chan. vs Dareka ga miteiru yo, Shin-chan. (Someone's always watching, Shin-chan.)

verb "temau" vs standard "teshimau"

Naitemau yaro! vs Naiteshimau darou! (You're gonna make me cry!)

Negation "suru" verb becomes "sen" instead of "shinai".

Ki ni sen dee. vs Ki ni shinai yo. (Don't worry about it.)

Some words that are different in Kansai dialect:

Honto becomes Honma (really)

Sodane becomes Seyade (thats right)

Nande becomes Nandeyanen (why)

Totemo becomes Meccha (very)

ii becomes ee (good)

"aho" means stupid in Japanese, but apparently in the Kansai dialect calling someone an "aho" is actually a compliment?! (even though it has the same definition)

Overall, I could watch the Karasuno vs Inarizaki episodes a hundred times just to listen to Inarizaki's dialect and how different it sounds to the rest of the characters in the entire show.

Although Karasuno speaks in the standard dialect (which isn't very strange since Miyagi is a suburb close enough to the Kanto region), theres a few lines here and there where one of them says something using the Tohoku dialect (the dialect that would be used often in the rest of Tohoku, such as Aomori).

(I especially like Kita's voice, thank you Nojima Kenji.)

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If you ever, and I mean EVER think that you fucked something up royally, remember that the organizers of the 1904 Olympic marathon:

- Had zero stations for water on the 26 mile (42 km) course

- Accidentally gave North American competitor Tom Hicks a cocktail made of egg whites, brandy, and actual fucking rat poison

- Had a guy come into the race late wearing a beret and cutoff slacks, sneak into an apple orchard during the race because no food had been given to him for 40 hours, eat rotten apples, projectile vomit onto the track, fall asleep for hours, and finish in fourth place OVERALL because most of the other runners collapsed of exhaustion or injuries

- Conducted the race on a dusty road, which caused so much dust to be kicked into the air that an American runner somehow inhaled enough to tear his STOMACH LINING open

- Accidentally released feral dogs onto the track

- Fucked the other competitors up SO BADLY that Tom Hicks—the guy who ate RAT POISON and was HALLUCINATING the entire run—came in first place

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rindo was a spoilt child but at what cost

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tw. parents fighting and kids getting caught in the crossfire

my thoughts on the haitani backstory: dad was a gambling addict, won really big once and attracted their mom who was excited by the thought of living a luxurious life. and then he went and lost big, practically all of his money, causing mom to get panicked and agitated. she leaves them for long periods of time for who knows what and where, eventually leaving for good. their dad is absent, only showing up at the apartment to crash.

ran steps up and starts noticing the signs, protecting them both from their parents' explosive fights. he resents them both, disowning them as his parents at a young age and instead relying on himself to get out of there with rindou. i really think that's how the whole 'we don't need anyone but each other' thing came around. they're loving towards each other, as much as siblings can be, supportive of each others' interests and ambitions. they respect certain individuals, but at the end of the day, only rely on each other.

and i think that's why ran is so concerned with appearances & standing out, showing off their status and wealth and whatnot. because that's his way of assuring everyone, including himself, that he's done a good job of taking care of them both.

idk. i just think they're cool and deserved a deeper dive into their story.

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super sons week 2023 day 8 - Legacy & Family

"One day, you'll be Superman." "And I'll be Batman." So until then--please--let's stay like this.

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In a world with Conner Luthor, everybody would ABSOLUTELY think that Conner’s dads are Lex Luthor and Bruce Wayne.

I mean, Bruce and Clark sometimes look so much alike that they can impersonate each other, so obviously Conner would look like Bruce, too!

(Clearly, Lex took Conner to Metropolis and kept him out of the public eye so that Bruce Wayne wouldn’t adopt another love child and keep him in Gotham.)

(And if it somehow comes out that Conner is Superman’s son…next obvious conclusion? Bruce Wayne is Superman.)

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Headcanon Hell: DC #1

Disclaimer: I have nothing against the name Conner. It's just the idea that's been following me around. I don't know canon very well. I came up with it while reading fanfiction. It is not to be taken seriously.

In stories that present SuperLex as "divorced" "parents" (where Luthor has been granted custody, but Con spends time with both sides of his DNA), the issue of Conner's name almost always comes up. It's often raised in a humorous way.

The name was made up by Superman's side, so they use it without problem. It reflects his Kryptonian name "Kon-El".

Lex, on the other side, hates it. He finds it too simple, not lofty enough. Since he is the one in possession of Con's birth certificate, the name is at best registered in it as his middle name. Or it is not included at all, and Lex then considers it only an unbearable nickname. Most often Luthor then calls him Alexander Lionel II or junior. However, these names are not part of family tradition. Therefore, I think we can experiment a little, give Luthor a chance to show his creativity.

So what might be his "official" name in this kind of universe/AU?

We need a name that could be shortened to Con (so that both the "nickname" "Conner" and the connection to the Kryptonian name still work). This would satisfy the Super side. A name to fit Luther's side as well. So I suggest something that sounds tougher? More serious? More Lex-like? For example, Constans (or its slightly more modern French equivalent Constant). (I also considered Conrad, but somehow it fits less.) Constans fits with the fact that Con didn't age at first. He also has a "constant" influx of power which is sunlight. It fits the character that a superhero is supposed to be. As for a middle name, to complete the picture, I suggest Joseph, it is, after all, the middle name of both of his "fathers."

Supers would continue to be able to call him fairly canonically. Lex, on the other hand, would be happy with a full name like Constans Joseph Luthor (to which Kent could conveniently be added if necessary).

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theres this SUPER fun game you can do at lexcorp which is called getting fired if you ask lex why hes got a baby hanging from his coat

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He lost his memories so she could not put it past him for not remembering her- for not remembering their times spent together; all the late nights cuddling and talking about nothing in particular. He didn't remember any of it, and she was doomed to remember it all.

Maybe a part of her hoped that seeing her in penacony would spark some memories within him. Sadly that wasn't the case- he looked at her like a total stranger and bought the lies she had to feed him. Caelus was still the same old- odd, funny and kindhearted. He was just as she remembered him. But he didn't remember her.

Maybe he could get to know her again. Maybe he could get to know Firefly again and they can rekindle what they had before. Even though this was not her purpose for coming to penacony, maybe there was some hope remaining for them.

Or not- for someone who had experienced multiple deaths, the heartbreak of seeing Caelus with another hurt more than anything. He had moved on... or could it even be considered moving on if he had no memory of her in the first place? Regardless, she felt replaced by the dark haired man. There was a burning feeling of longing and envy as she watched Caelus drag him around, the other man sighing at his shenanigans yet at the same time smiling fondly at the grey haired man.

Caelus seemed just as taken by his new lover. He looked at him the same way he used to look at her. She wanted that back. She wanted him back.

But, she could not be so selfish. His future with the Astral Express was brighter than his future with the Stellaron Hunters. Not to mention, she fulfilled her script and could now leave penacony.

At least she could see him one more time. At least she had the reassurance that he was happy and doing well for himself. She could leave now, with all the new memories that they had made together and the curse of remembering the old ones.

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Give me unhinged Timberkon.

Give me Bernard stalking Red Robin the same way Tim stalked batman. Give me stalker Kon, who while stalking Tim when he's overwhelmed by the world, discovers Bernard and chooses to stalk him too- just to sus him out at first, but slowly it becomes an infatuation. He's listening to both their heartbeats at night.

Give me Bernard realising he's being followed because Kon isn't as subtle as he thinks. Bernard stalking SB back, creating a theory board dedicated just to him.

Give me Tim stalking SB when they're at the tower and he's bored. Tim stalking Bernard to make sure he gets home safe. Tim realising that he's not the only one keeping him safe when he spots a flash of red and blue and leather speed off and out of sight. Tim realising that Bernard has been stalking his hero persona, that he has several boards of photos and newspaper clippings about him and Kon, about the bats and the core four.

Give me Kon, who would die for either of them, put himself in the way of immense danger, become stupid and reckless in the name of protecting what he loves. Would sacrifice himself in every scenario to ensure Tim and Bernard are safe.

Give me Tim who would infiltrate the government for his boys, would do anything, hack anything to assure their safety. Would bug their house just to make sure nothing ever happened to them. Would go insane trying to bring them back if he ever failed.

Give me Bernard who would kill for them. Who would readily bloody his hands in the name of love if it ever came to it. Who would use everything he learned in that cult to ruins someone's life if they hurt what was his.

Give me timberkon who's love is so whole, so intense, that it cannot be contained by ethics nor morals.

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To truly live is to learn

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Alr enough thirst posting here is something normal

I love burly big Adam but I do think Adam in Eden was def a twink/twunk or something. No body hair at all meaning sadly no beard goatee thing until he got booted

The booting was his twink death that blossomed into big baddie dilf with a dumpy but yk

Anywaysss I don't typically write about my Micheal/my guitarhero au so here is some lore dropping/info (very based off colors of the wind)

Lore drop under the cut o3o

So for my au, I'd like to make it where Micheal is no knowledge of eden or math in general. Unlike Lucifur, who had directly been involved in the creation of Eden, Micheal had guarded the walls of Eden only. He had very little interest in the project due to it being entirely separate from heaven.

They -life on earth- were, to him, inferior. Earth is destined to change. Yes, heaven changes to, but not as much as the dramatic way earth does.

Living beings are not born in the know, made to start from scratch. They are made to learn. Mistakes and stumbles were to be expected.

Angels also learn, but they are created to have all the knowledge they need to stay independent. Very rarely do they ever have to ask.

Basically, new gen angels get an automatic system upgrade from the older angels, while the older ones need to follow up.

Lilith and Adam were born able to speak, but they had to learn about heaven and the garden on their own or be deliberately taught. And their eventual children will have to come into the earth and learn, mind bare and maleable

They were made to be guided while angels typically don’t need any guidance at all. Which is why Micheal does not care for life on earth- it struggles and is not optimal.

It is simply another pet project that God had made that would eventually die out (the dinosaurs)

Micheal doesn't willingly go into the garden until he spots his brother sneaking in when they were supposed to be off duty. He rushes after him to take him back and chastise him until he meets Adam on his search.

They talk and stuff the first night and micheal eventually finds himself wandering into the garden on his own free will.

Now, he still thinks the garden is weird and takes interest in only Adam. Hes a bit vocal about it when Adam shows him an animal and plant. Micheal asks him why it's so important or so precious. He simply does not understand. He does on a level understand it’s textbook level significance, but emotionally

This is kinda where the learning part comes in

Adam explains to him that life, beyond just him is precious. And beyond him it’s the beautiful world around him. Not just the inherent beauty, but the beauty of just being, growing, and existing.

Essentially they have a ‘colors of the wind’ moment where Adam tells (I guess sings if we're thinking on a musical standpoint) Micheal that Eden is equally as beautiful as heaven and that they are both equals in respect. That there is so much that Eden has to offer. Micheal slowly comes to understand it as he tries to have more of an open mind to creation other than just being a project.

So Micheal joins Adam as they explore Eden together. Micheal helps him reach places than Adam couldn’t have seen alone. They talk about theories or their ideas on why certain things grow and form that way. Micheal finds an appreciation for life on earth and growth, and that maybe things aren’t so bad if they’re stagnant. He falls in love with earth. And without realizing it he also falls in love with Adam.

It’s supposed to like a parallel to Lucifer and Lilith

Lucifer meets Lilith and teaches her about Eden and other knowledge which makes her interested in the world outside of Eden

Micheal meets Adam and Adam teaches him about Eden, making him interested in the world inside of Eden

But yippeee

Btw any lore I ever drop is non linear bcz I don't know how to write

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The Coffee Conundrum - Honkai: Star Rail fanfiction

None of my DanStelle fanfictions were coming together for 2 weeks, but I get inspired to write this in 2 days flat. Go figure.

I love all the mentions against Himeko's coffee, and after Welt mentioned he'd never recover from it, this plot bunny took off. Enjoy!

Pom-pom held much pride for being among one of the first trailblazers to board the Astral Express. Although, Pom-pom did not care to recall the embarrassing story of what actually happened, instead focusing on the achievement instead. However, there was a drawback to being one of the first trailblazers aboard.

Namely, there was no one to warn an unsuspecting Pom-pom about the dark brew known as “Himeko’s Morning Coffee.”

“Come have a seat. I brewed you some coffee.”

At the time, Pom-pom was flattered by the woman’s invitation for drinks and breakfast. “Pom-pom is ever so thankful for the consideration.”

The scent was incredibly strong, but it still smelled nice. The few times that Pom-pom had indulged in coffee, it was always satisfactory. Surely this time would be no different. If anything, it should be amazing, considering all the time Himeko had put into brewing the drink this morning.

However, nothing could have prepared Pom-Pom for the thick, bitter sludge that was ingested that day. One little sip, and Pom-pom saw stars. And not the ones rolling past outside.

“Do you like it?” Himeko asked.

Pom-pom wasn’t sure how long it took for the haze to clear and to come back down reality after being sent into the outer limits of space, but the little conductor had half a mind to give Himeko a scolding for the disgusting drink.

But upon seeing the worried expression of Pom-pom’s treasured companion, the person who kindly allowed Pom-pom to stay after stowing away, that decision had to be rethought.

Calmly as possible, Pom-pom replaced the cup Astral Express Motor Oil on the saucer while sweat threatened to start running down Pom-pom’s ears. “It is not to Pom-pom’s taste.”

~~~

Welt was certain that it would take a lot of time before he stopped feeing gravely indebted to Himeko. Allowing a stranger like him to board her star train as a permanent resident and co-worker was beyond gracious and bold. He had to admit that he greatly admired those qualities in her.

“Welt, would you like to join me for coffee? I’d love to get to know my new trailblazer better.”

As if he would decline. “I would love to join you.”

“Wonderful.”

So, he took a seat at the table in the parlor, watching the stars roll by as they traveled to their next destination, wherever that may be. Besides the conductor, he and Himeko were the only ones left on the train at the moment, Welt’s companion having chosen to stay on the last planet instead of agree to partake in Himeko’s risky lifestyle. But Welt had no where else to go, and he saw value in the choice presented before him. Hence, he’d agreed.

“Here we are.” Himeko rolled up a cart of coffee and snacks, grinning proudly as she did.

Welt couldn’t help but smile as he looked over the impressive array of treats on the cart. “That’s quite a spread.”

She shrugged dismissively as she started transferring things to the table. “It’s been a while since I’ve had someone agree to travel with me. So I might have gotten a little carried away.”

“Well, I’m honored.”

Her grin was bright as she took a seat and started pouring two cups of coffee.

And that’s when the smell hit him. It was quite potent, which was the only indication he had that this woman enjoyed her coffee stronger than most. However, there was nothing wrong with that; everyone had their own tastes.

“Hope you enjoy,” Himeko said with a smile.

“I thank you.”

He should not have. Because dear Aeons above.

After downing far too large a sip of the… er, strong coffee, he set his cup down with a shaking hand.

“How is it?” she asked.

Looking at this lovely young lady before him, hopeful and happy to share a drink with her new companion, Welt knew there was only one thing he could do.

“It is…” He coughed, trying to keep his voice even and expression calm as he lied about the frankly atrocious drink before him. “A stronger blend than I am used to.”

Himeko’s expression fell slightly, more out of concern than disappointment. “Would you like some sugar or cream?”

Normally, the answer would be no as he preferred his coffee black. However, in this case, an exception would be made. “Some cream, please.”

He tried to limit the added dairy, attempting—and failing—to find the balance of not adding so much as to insult but just enough to make the rest of the cup palpable. It would be a miracle if his scorched taste buds would ever recover from this. By the time he finished, he decided that would be the first and last cup of Himeko coffee he would ever accept. His stomach literally could not handle another cup.

Ever.

It was after that day he realized there were many things he admired about Himeko. Including her incredible ability to make deadly cups of coffee capable of incapacitating a man.

No wonder she wasn’t worried about strangers on board her train.

~~~

Dan Heng had been warned about Himeko’s coffee very early on by Welt. Having lived his life thus far with very limited luxuries sans the occasional cup of tea, he had never had coffee. However, the smell always hung heavy in the air each morning, just enough for Dan Heng to grow curious.

“Do you enjoy coffee, Dan Heng?” Himeko inquired, elegantly holding her teacup just off the table before her. “Or are you a fan of tea?”

He looked over at the red-head woman. “Although it is a rare occasion that I drink tea, that would be my answer. I have never had coffee before,” he mentioned.

“Oh! Then would you like to join me for a cup?”

Dan Heng mulled over her question for a moment before accepting. After all, this was the woman who had graciously accepted him on her star train as a bodyguard with almost no questions asked. To turn down her kind invitation would be an insult Dan Heng did not wish to give.

He sat down across from her as Himeko pulled another cup off a tray then she filled it with a thick, black liquid.

The scent was even stronger when set right before him, and as he stared at the steam wafting up from the cup, he began to have second thoughts. However, he was not one to waste food, particularly food he had already accepted. Hence, he raised the cup to his lips.

Before he could even take a sip, he had to pause. That was… extremely pungent. And with a smell like that, the taste was certain to be just as strong. He took a second to steel his resolve before finally taking a sip.

Wow. That… that could kill a man.

“What do you think?” Himeko inquired.

Dan Heng did not usually mince words, but out of respect for the favor this woman had shown him, he would make an exception this once. “I cannot say this would be my preferred drink.”

Her expression fell. “I suppose not everyone has a taste for coffee. Would you prefer tea instead?”

Although his stomach was already clenching in protest, he shook his head. “It’s fine. I don’t like to let food go to waste.”

“As admirable as that is, you don’t have to force yourself to drink it,” she kindly assured.

Oh, but he would. Himeko had graciously given him this potent poison for him. Least he could do was accept her generosity. Besides, if he couldn’t handle this, who knows if he could handle foods on other planets. “It’s fine.”

Two-thirds of a cup later, he had to admit defeat or he feared he would soon find himself back on his home world, reincarnated. “Thank you for the generosity.”

“You’re welcome. But next time, you don’t have to force yourself to drink it. I’ll make you tea.”

His stomach flinched at the mention of more drinks. Beyond that, another part of him feared her tea considering how potently she brewed her coffee. However, he didn’t want to sound rude or ungrateful at the moment. So he simply answered, “That… might be preferable.”

After dismissing himself, he headed to the archives, where he collapsed into a chair

And could not move.

Suddenly, his previous thought of her coffee being poison might not have been that far off.

Some time later—Dan Heng wasn’t certain how long; he felt like his life was flashing before his eyes—Welt made an appearance in the archives. “Forgive the intrusion, but I heard you joined Himeko for coffee.”

Much to his embarrassment, Dan Heng could barely move to greet the man. It took all he had to pick his head up and meet Welt’s gaze. “Against your prior warning, yes, I did. I regret not taking it more seriously.”

Welt hummed in sympathy. “How are you fairing?”

“Not as well as I’d anticipated.”

He gave a chuckle of pity. “Would you like something for your stomach?”

Dan Heng shook his head, but the motion only worsened the queasy feeling in his stomach. “I don’t believe I can stomach anything at the moment. Though I appreciate the concern.”

“Just some stomach medicine. I had to use it after my first bout with Himeko’s coffee.”

Dan Heng quirked a brow. “And it helped?”

“Took the edge off, yes. The rest I had to sleep off.”

He could manage that. “I’ll take you up on that.”

“Then I’ll be right back.”

True to his word, Welt returned within a minute bearing a little pill and a glass of water that Dan Heng gladly accepted.

“Give it about ten minutes to fully kick in,” he said. “But it will help settle the queasiness.”

Dan Heng simply nodded his appreciation.

“But I should warn you about what happens after.”

At that ominous words, Dan Heng quirked a brow at the older man.

Welt gave him a pitying smile. “Sorry if this sounds… graphic, but you should be warned about the possibility of an… unpleasant bathroom break in your future.”

… Dan Heng did not like the sound of that.

~~~

March 7th had a lot to learn after agreeing to stay on the Astral Express. And considering just how many rules there were, sometimes there were pieces of information that went in one ear and out the other. Hey, it wasn’t like she was trying to forget about it! It was just a lot of information that she was bound to mix some up at some point, right? So you couldn’t blame her for mistaking Mr. Yang’s warning about Himeko’s coffee for a simple caution.

“March,” Himeko called out. “Would you like to join me for coffee?”

It had been four days since March had joined the Astral Express crew. She’d learned generally where things were on her new home but still had much to get a grasp on. So sitting down to chat with the only other female on the train seemed like a great way to relax. “Sure! I’d love to!”

However, the smell of the coffee, one that only got stronger as March got closer, suddenly had her doubting her relaxation assumption.

“Here.” Himeko set a delicate cup down in front of March. “Are you a cream and sugar person?”

“I… don’t really know,” she answered truthfully, a tinge of sadness and fear welling up in her gut as she looked over the spread of things before her.

“Well, why don’t you try it first, then add some to your liking. If you mess up, I can make another cup for you.”

Himeko was really kind that way. It made March feel welcome and included. But she also didn’t want to be that much of a burden. They had just melted her from ice, after all, and there was still an odd stain on the parlor carpet from it that Pom-pom complained about when March wasn’t in the room.

Not like it was her fault! She knew that. It was just… still made her feel a little guilty.

“Thanks!” Doing her best to shove her worries aside for now, March gladly took the cup of coffee and raised it to her lips

And proceeded to gag.

Good grief, the smell of it!

“Something wrong?” Himeko asked.

“No, no,” March awkwardly said, trying once again to raise the cup to her lips

Only to almost drop it as she gagged again.

Across the room, she thought she caught Dan Heng turning away, a fist to his mouth.

Was he laughing at her? She was dying from the stank of the forbidden sludge, her eyes and mouth watering in protest, and he was laughing at her? The nerve!

“Er…” She picked herself back up to look at Himeko, who wore an unreadable expression. With an awkward smile, March set the cup back down on the little plate—what was that thing called again? “I… think I wasn’t a coffee fan. Sorry.”

Himeko giggled, waving her hand in dismissal. “It’s okay. And now you know a little more about yourself.”

This woman was so sweet.

But her coffee was decisively ruining the moment, so March excused herself and walked off back to her room.

No, she went to the bathroom. She needed a moment to pull herself together after almost throwing up her non-existent breakfast.

~~~

Stelle had been warned very early on by a very adamant March to avoid Himeko’s coffee like the Anti-matter Legion. In fact, if it were between facing the Anti-matter Legion and Himeko’s coffee, chose the Legion.

Which was enough to appropriately worry Stelle.

But then Pom-pom made the comment that Dan Heng regularly tested his resolve against Himeko’s coffee, and a competitive streak a mile wide flared within her. Because if Dan Heng could do it, then Stelle could, too, right?

So when Himeko invited her to coffee, she agreed.

Across the table from Stelle, March, who sat holding a glass of some milk and sugar concoction, shot her an “are you crazy?” glare whenever Himeko wasn’t looking.

It wasn’t like Stelle didn’t understand where March was coming from. As she watched Himeko pour the surprisingly thick, extremely dark liquid out of the pot into the cup that sat before Stelle, she realized just why March had given her that warning. And the smell…

Aeons, she’d dug through trash cans that smelled sweeter.

“Hope you enjoy.”

… Was it too late to back out?

Sadly, one glance at the happy red-head woman shot enough guilt through Stelle that she forced a smile as she picked up the cup and raised it to her lips.

The moment it hit her tongue, she almost recoiled. Wow, that was…

It was…

She was pretty sure Clara could use it for robot oil.

“Is it okay?”

Wide-eyed, Stelle looked up at Himeko. Behind the worried woman was March, who smugly sipped her drink with the most “I told you so” look Stelle had ever seen in her life.

“Er, it’s… fine?”

“Fine?” Himeko repeated, slightly confused.

“Y-yeah,” she lied, slowly setting the cup back on the saucer. “It’s just… I just remembered I left a mess in the archives, and Dan Heng is going to have a fit if I don’t clean it up.”

“Surely it can wait until you’ve finished your coffee,” Himeko said.

“Well… you see…” Stelle slipped out of her seat, already stepping away from the table. “He already told me multiple times, and so I better… go. ThanksForTheCoffee.”

And with that, she skedaddled out of there faster than when the Silvermane Guards were on her tail.

She threw open the door to the archives and bolted inside.

“Stelle?”

Oops.

She turned around to see a very confused Dan Heng there.

Sheepishly, she shot him a grin before remembering Pom-poms words. “You,” she began, pointing her finger at him. “Have all my respect.”

Apparently, he could get more confused, his brow somehow quirking up even higher.

“How do you not die from drinking Himeko’s coffee?”

At that, his expression relaxed, turning almost amused. “The Aeon’s mercy, apparently.”

Yeah, she could believe that.

~~~

From as early as Himeko could remember, the coffee had always been a staple of her household, so it wasn’t a surprise she’d be introduced to it at a young age. And when she had found the broken Astral Express, abandoned in a heap on her home world, coffee had been her constant companion, giving her the energy to keep moving forward in the repairs.

Hence, when she finished the repairs and left her home world to begin her journey among the stars, it was coffee that kept her grounded, that gave her a little taste of home wherever she went. So when she started bringing other trailblazers aboard, she was excited to introduce them to her favorite drink, slightly hoping they would return the favor of introducing her to something they held dear.  

However, something soon became evident. Her coffee was not to anyone else’s liking.

Ever.

She’d had some sneaking suspicions at the beginning, but it really didn’t take long for her to get the hint.

Pom-pom had been easy to read. Her poor conductor, watching the sweat start to form across that adorable little face was almost painful to watch. That one she felt guilty for, but she had to admire Pom-pom’s ability to handle that little encounter with some grace.

Then came Welt. Bless his heart, he tried. Aeons, did he try. And he almost succeeded in duping her in his ability to handle it. But it wasn’t until she caught the poor man passed out, red faced on the couch in the parlor did she realize the truth. He looked dreadful, and the little bottle of stomach medication that was on the side table next to him proved that her coffee wasn’t sitting well with him.

She made sure to tell him afterwards to be honest with her next time while also thanking him for trying to be a gentleman. Sheepishly, he promised to do so. It was the start of the open pathway of communication built between them that she so greatly appreciated and had yet to find with any other member.

Next came Dan Heng. By now, she’d had seen enough reactions to know that her coffee was generally considered too strong for almost everyone, so it was probably a little sadistic on her part to introduce Dan Heng to coffee this way. But she couldn’t help it. And like Welt, Dan Heng sat there stone-faced while he drank as much of it as possible. He’d actually impressed her at the time. He had gumption, she’d give him that. It might have been mean to say, but it ultimately made her feel reassured that this man of iron will was the Astral Express’ body guard.

Furthermore, it highly amused her that he dared to continue testing his resolve against it. She once tried to make it even stronger to see if he could manage it. He’d caught it right away and glared at her for a half a day after that. She accepted every well-deserved glare with a too-proud smile.

March had made it almost impossible to keep a straight face. She hadn’t even been able to take a sip, the smell alone causing her to dry-heave like a cat choking on a hairball. Poor girl had gone white as a sheet as she’d made her escape. Himeko would have felt worse for breaking into a giggle fit if Dan Heng hadn’t been there smiling as well.

Afterwards, Himeko made sure to brew a much weaker version for March, doctoring it up with milk, sugar, and chocolate before offering an apology as well as assuring March that her reaction had been adorable. It was clear March didn’t know how to take Himeko’s teasing, her reaction somewhere between mad and embarrassed. Thankfully, the new, much more acceptable drink had successfully smoothed everything over.

Stelle handled it decently well, her expression simply blank after taking a sip. But Himeko had caught the way Stelle’s nose twitched at the cup set before her, and her frozen state afterwards had only proven that she’d not been expecting what she’d just drank. For a moment, Himeko wondered if Stelle would also attempt to drink the coffee out of politeness, but then the girl had set it down, running off with her metaphorical tail between her legs.

Apparently, not even Stellarons could handle Himeko’s coffee.

So yes, Himeko knew what her brew was capable of. And she used it to her advantage. After all, as much fun as it would be to be able to share a slice of her home with her companions, she was able to find just as much enjoyment out of tormenting them with it. 

[itadoriolcha]

HSR AU: The Space Hunt for the Sentient Stellaron

hear me out

how much more fun would it be if the Stellaron Hunters and 30-60% of the other characters hunted Stella/Caelus instead of being like "oh it's the cancer of all worlds * immediately forgets about it * we need to solve political issues of archicosmic importance, let The Trailblazer deal with it"

so

Stellaron Hunters who, in the Doofenshmirtz's style, try and fail every time in attempts to regain Stelle/Caelus for themselves. It is hilarious and creates a delightful confrontation between Bad Evil Hunters and Good Nameless Crew (i LOVE goofy rivalry) AND imagine THE TENSION AND THE CHASE between Stelle/Caelus and Kafka/Blade/Silver Wolf/Firefly. imagine Kafka who goes straight for Stelle in a fight. imagine Silver Wolf who appears right behind Caelus and sticks a tracker on his shoulder. imagine running from Blade or Sam. FUCKING TERRIFYING.

The Xianzhou Luofu. What if all these giga-smart strategists are trying to get themselves the intelligent Stellaron to use in their super smart strategies? Jing Yuan, who is trying to subtly convince The Stellaron to stay in comfortable conditions and sign a completely non-suspicious document of 1000+ pages? of course, 999 pages are their rights. what. what weaponization. what are you talking about, look, it says here that you will have a 365-day vacation on demand, how great! Fu Xuan unfolds a map of possibilities and probabilities in front of Stelle/Caelus and goes for three hours lecture on how much more profitable it is to cooperate with Luofu than to wander through space

Battles with playable characters as they try to take over Stellaron by force? Topaz trying to catch Stelle/Caelus for IPC? Herta using her genius brain to lock The Stellaron in the space station?

The Astral Crew treat Stelle/Caelus like a rescued puppy. 40 percent of the expeditions are them looking after Stelle/Caelus. they always disappear somewhere and get into troubles while the Nameless tear their hair and go crazy with anxiety. and then the Stellaron returns safe and sound with a local version of Oscar and reports that they had produced a series of cartoons about a local mascot.

[itadoriolcha]

I said I can’t write but if felt nice getting that other idea out of my head. So I wrote this and will post. Technically I started trying to write this like a month ago… Please ignore the constant switching between past and present tense. It’s something I never seem to notice until someone else points out where it is.

Prompt: Professionals hate him but he was right! [Adam] Heaven and Hell come to the realization that The First Man played a larger part in the three realms’ political/social ecosystem than they thought. His absence leaves a vacuum that Lute is unable to fill but she may not need to because Hell is solving the problem themselves… The Morningstar Family can’t run from this.

No ABetaO we expire like Adam~

Imagine that Adam dies, the hotel has never looked better, the residents have healed up and Charlie gets another TV appearance. Lucifer is even more depressed than before but hides it. Adam is gone She’s going to reveal Sir Pentious’ redemption with evidence that is NOT childishly scribbled on key cards. Instead of the interview taking place in the 666News studio it’s held outside the hotel. She will take questions, live, right after the interview. Katie Killjoy wants to give the public a chance to cause chaos for ratings, so she puts Charlie in a vulnerable position.

Things go great… for the first 20 minutes. The interview isn’t even half way done when someone from the crowd interjects after Charlie says ‘The Sinners have a better life now that the Exterminations are permanently canceled.’

That person’s voice is calm but still pissed as Hell. They fire back that no, Sinners don’t have an easier life now that the Exterminations are over. It’s worse! Charlie and the crowd perk up.

The voice moves to the front. They’re short with plain street clothes, hood up. It’s obvious they’re poor and at the bottom of Hell’s pecking order. A couple of Imps are with them equally disheveled and tired looking. The man goes on to point out some rather hard truths.

Thanks to the last Extermination, angelic steel has become a hot commodity. While uncommon right now, there’s a pipeline to obtain an angelic weapon. All you need is enough money. Carmilla Carmine doesn’t care about how her product is used after purchase.

‘Permanent Murder’ is a new trend on HellTube netting ridiculous profits. The main targets are vulnerable Sinners, usually the scared and alone new arrivals, Imps and Hellhounds. All killed by beautifully glowing angelic weapons.

Overlords are more formidable with these weapons so the chance of contractees escaping, like Angeldust, has become damn near impossible even if they destroyed their contract. Some desperate souls were happy with their messed up immortality. It gave them some hope, ‘at least I have a chance to turn things around eventually,’ but that pathetic security is gone.

The Exterminations kept said Overlords in check to a degree. They were more inclined to take care of their underlings because that guaranteed their safety. Now? Just get an angelic gun for all your troubles. Valentino is having a fucking field day.

The ‘permadeath�� toll for one year will be ten times the amount of one Extermination Day considering how much Hell’s citizens like to kill Sinners…

Not to mention, whole industries in Hell, from top to bottom, are starting to crash. Their purpose or sales revolved around the Exterminations. Some workers cannot afford to lose their job and have to sell their soul against their will.

Etcetcetc

As the man speaks Charlie is surprised to see heads nodding in agreement! Someone comments that they hadn’t seen their Sinner friend in a few days and tries not to panic while another face falls in the crowd and wrings their hands together. An Imp with curved horns standing beside a young Hellhound sweats profusely and starts to leave. Tension moves through the public. Not just the ones in front of the stage but also those watching TV.

Despite her best efforts Charlie cannot lift the crowd’s mood. She realizes prematurely revealing Sir Pentious’ redemption is the only way to salvage this growing disaster. Unfortunately the man’s timing is perfect because the second she opens her mouth he turns his anger on the Morningstars.

He calls out how much her family misrepresents themselves as rulers. They don’t do anything for Hell anymore. They spend most of their time fucking around while the Sinners suffer. The other Sins manage their rings and hellborn, not Lucifer or Lilith. All three of the Morningstars can’t truly understand human suffering yet they profess to know how to best handle it. With no idea what it means to be human yet they pass judgement on them.

The crowd becomes agitated and the Imps beside the man move closer to him. They aren’t trying to draw safety from the Sinner but are taking defensive positions. Charlie realizes this isn’t someone speaking up in the heat of the moment. This is a planned speech. He’s highjacking her broadcast!

She sees the Sinner clench his fists and feels herself start to sweat. Why was he saying any of that? Yes, life will be a bit hard at first but now everyone can come together and rebuild! There are so many possibilities available to The Pride Ring. It would improve lives. Change was always good they just had to be careful. Yet the stranger goes on.

He claims that Lucifer is a washed up angel that can’t comprehend mortality because of his maladaptive dreaming and pride, Lilith is apathetic to Sinners and wishes to aggravate Heaven no matter how much Hell will suffer and Charlie is so sheltered that she thinks PTSD can be solved by clapping and saying positive affirmations.

Little is known about the royal family but the stranger’s comments sway the crowd. The hotel’s original commercials got the time of day because of Charlie’s status, not because the facility had managed to accomplish anything. Lucifer barely appears at all even when large fights break out leveling half of Pentagram City. And Lilith? Missing for 7 years after riling up all of Hell multiple times, causing Heaven to start the Exterminations.

The stranger calls the hotel a disgusting joke. Calls out how Charlie is trying to ‘pass the buck’ over to Heaven. The Pride Ring’s actual rulers are Overlords and they make sure Sinners suffer and continue to act depraved whether they like it or not. Her family has the power to take control and lessen the city’s suffering but they don’t. Instead they play with their little pet project .

Why are they focusing on shipping problems elsewhere? There’s a better way to solve the pain and suffering at the source than waiting! Fix Pentagram City! Show Heaven that the current number of Sinners isn’t a threat!

‘For all the crying and sniveling you do Princess Charlotte, you sure don’t actually help where it counts! I’m sure you care about Sinners but only on the same level as someone cares about cute public park ducks.’

Vaggie, who had been standing to the side of the stage leaps forward, places herself in between the stranger and her girlfriend. Everyone’s raised emotions have put her on edge. She ignores the harsh gasps when her angelic spear slides free and into her hands. ‘Back up! Now!’

Charlie’s heart sank at the escalation. She understood her girlfriend was still tense from the extermination but all their hard work was starting to fray around the edges! She just hoped her dad didn’t-

The King of Hell himself appears through a portal shortly after gathering himself together. The opening looked angrier in color, matching his mood. Sickly green lines run throughout the glow, radiating blistering heat. Parts of the stage began to melt and the forgotten camera crew swivel to their ruler. Lucifer’s face is set in stone but his bright flickering eyes give him away.

‘Who the fuck are you?’ He snarls, apple topped cane slamming onto the stage causing some of it to splatter. ‘How dare you speak to my daughter that way.’ Lucifer’s face morphs into a more demonic grimace. Katie Killjoy scrambles from her chair and off the stage at the same time as Charlie vaulting up to place a hand on Lucifer’s shoulder whispering ‘dad no!’ She doesn’t want the hotel’s improved reputation to evaporate. A confrontation with someone on live TV would scare people away!

Lucifer growls in the back of his throat, looking at where he assumes the bastard’s eyes are under his hood. Smoke and embers sizzle out from the corner of his mouth and inbetween teeth. He hated acting this way but he had an image to uphold. ‘Answer your King you wretch. Don’t confuse my inaction with benevolence. You’re testing my patience!’

After a beat or two of staring each other down the stranger has the gall to ‘tsk’ off to the side as if spitting. ‘As you with your majesty. It’s all fine by me.’ A small, scared hand reaches up and whips off the dirty hood exposing his face to all of Hell.

People instantly whip out their phones. His face is shockingly similar to Lucifer’s, in fact a basic carbon copy sans a few attributes.

Cameras catch alabaster skin and soft, blond, curly hair, short, wiry build, vivid green eyes, pale coral cheek markings, pointed ears and four demon wings the same color as his skin.

Leaf green eyes stair directly into Charlie’s while electing to ignore both fallen angels. He stands ramrod straight. Cutting a regal silhouette despite the filth on his body and clothes.

‘My name is Cain Adamson, The Wandering Star.’ He bows in a fashion Charlie hadn’t seen in all her galas. ‘Lucifer Morningstar’s first born and bastard son. It’s nice to finally meet you sister mine… I’ll be taking your family’s crown for my father.’

[So in this AU Cain rescued Adam’s body and resuscitated it. They had a familial bond even when Cain got banished for murdering Able and found out his bio dad was Lucifer. Eve didn’t pay much attention to her first born out of guilt so Adam stepped up. No one shamed her. Adam never felt like Cain was separate from his other kids even though he looked nothing like him. Now Cain wants to provide for his father who’s trapped in hell and in really bad condition by booting the Morningstars out of power in the Pride Ring.] Dunno about pairing but Adamsapple or Guitarhero would be a safe bet. Either way Lucifer will suffer lol

[wtf do I call this? Family Feud AU? Chessboard AU? Secret Brother AU? Idk h e l p ]

[itadoriolcha]

I said I can’t write but if felt nice getting that other idea out of my head. So I wrote this and will post. Technically I started trying to write this like a month ago… Please ignore the constant switching between past and present tense. It’s something I never seem to notice until someone else points out where it is.

Prompt: Professionals hate him but he was right! [Adam] Heaven and Hell come to the realization that The First Man played a larger part in the three realms’ political/social ecosystem than they thought. His absence leaves a vacuum that Lute is unable to fill but she may not need to because Hell is solving the problem themselves… The Morningstar Family can’t run from this.

No ABetaO we expire like Adam~

Imagine that Adam dies, the hotel has never looked better, the residents have healed up and Charlie gets another TV appearance. Lucifer is even more depressed than before but hides it. Adam is gone She’s going to reveal Sir Pentious’ redemption with evidence that is NOT childishly scribbled on key cards. Instead of the interview taking place in the 666News studio it’s held outside the hotel. She will take questions, live, right after the interview. Katie Killjoy wants to give the public a chance to cause chaos for ratings, so she puts Charlie in a vulnerable position.

Things go great… for the first 20 minutes. The interview isn’t even half way done when someone from the crowd interjects after Charlie says ‘The Sinners have a better life now that the Exterminations are permanently canceled.’

That person’s voice is calm but still pissed as Hell. They fire back that no, Sinners don’t have an easier life now that the Exterminations are over. It’s worse! Charlie and the crowd perk up.

The voice moves to the front. They’re short with plain street clothes, hood up. It’s obvious they’re poor and at the bottom of Hell’s pecking order. A couple of Imps are with them equally disheveled and tired looking. The man goes on to point out some rather hard truths.

Thanks to the last Extermination, angelic steel has become a hot commodity. While uncommon right now, there’s a pipeline to obtain an angelic weapon. All you need is enough money. Carmilla Carmine doesn’t care about how her product is used after purchase.

‘Permanent Murder’ is a new trend on HellTube netting ridiculous profits. The main targets are vulnerable Sinners, usually the scared and alone new arrivals, Imps and Hellhounds. All killed by beautifully glowing angelic weapons.

Overlords are more formidable with these weapons so the chance of contractees escaping, like Angeldust, has become damn near impossible even if they destroyed their contract. Some desperate souls were happy with their messed up immortality. It gave them some hope, ‘at least I have a chance to turn things around eventually,’ but that pathetic security is gone.

The Exterminations kept said Overlords in check to a degree. They were more inclined to take care of their underlings because that guaranteed their safety. Now? Just get an angelic gun for all your troubles. Valentino is having a fucking field day.

The ‘permadeath’ toll for one year will be ten times the amount of one Extermination Day considering how much Hell’s citizens like to kill Sinners…

Not to mention, whole industries in Hell, from top to bottom, are starting to crash. Their purpose or sales revolved around the Exterminations. Some workers cannot afford to lose their job and have to sell their soul against their will.

Etcetcetc

As the man speaks Charlie is surprised to see heads nodding in agreement! Someone comments that they hadn’t seen their Sinner friend in a few days and tries not to panic while another face falls in the crowd and wrings their hands together. An Imp with curved horns standing beside a young Hellhound sweats profusely and starts to leave. Tension moves through the public. Not just the ones in front of the stage but also those watching TV.

Despite her best efforts Charlie cannot lift the crowd’s mood. She realizes prematurely revealing Sir Pentious’ redemption is the only way to salvage this growing disaster. Unfortunately the man’s timing is perfect because the second she opens her mouth he turns his anger on the Morningstars.

He calls out how much her family misrepresents themselves as rulers. They don’t do anything for Hell anymore. They spend most of their time fucking around while the Sinners suffer. The other Sins manage their rings and hellborn, not Lucifer or Lilith. All three of the Morningstars can’t truly understand human suffering yet they profess to know how to best handle it. With no idea what it means to be human yet they pass judgement on them.

The crowd becomes agitated and the Imps beside the man move closer to him. They aren’t trying to draw safety from the Sinner but are taking defensive positions. Charlie realizes this isn’t someone speaking up in the heat of the moment. This is a planned speech. He’s highjacking her broadcast!

She sees the Sinner clench his fists and feels herself start to sweat. Why was he saying any of that? Yes, life will be a bit hard at first but now everyone can come together and rebuild! There are so many possibilities available to The Pride Ring. It would improve lives. Change was always good they just had to be careful. Yet the stranger goes on.

He claims that Lucifer is a washed up angel that can’t comprehend mortality because of his maladaptive dreaming and pride, Lilith is apathetic to Sinners and wishes to aggravate Heaven no matter how much Hell will suffer and Charlie is so sheltered that she thinks PTSD can be solved by clapping and saying positive affirmations.

Little is known about the royal family but the stranger’s comments sway the crowd. The hotel’s original commercials got the time of day because of Charlie’s status, not because the facility had managed to accomplish anything. Lucifer barely appears at all even when large fights break out leveling half of Pentagram City. And Lilith? Missing for 7 years after riling up all of Hell multiple times, causing Heaven to start the Exterminations.

The stranger calls the hotel a disgusting joke. Calls out how Charlie is trying to ‘pass the buck’ over to Heaven. The Pride Ring’s actual rulers are Overlords and they make sure Sinners suffer and continue to act depraved whether they like it or not. Her family has the power to take control and lessen the city’s suffering but they don’t. Instead they play with their little pet project .

Why are they focusing on shipping problems elsewhere? There’s a better way to solve the pain and suffering at the source than waiting! Fix Pentagram City! Show Heaven that the current number of Sinners isn’t a threat!

‘For all the crying and sniveling you do Princess Charlotte, you sure don’t actually help where it counts! I’m sure you care about Sinners but only on the same level as someone cares about cute public park ducks.’

Vaggie, who had been standing to the side of the stage leaps forward, places herself in between the stranger and her girlfriend. Everyone’s raised emotions have put her on edge. She ignores the harsh gasps when her angelic spear slides free and into her hands. ‘Back up! Now!’

Charlie’s heart sank at the escalation. She understood her girlfriend was still tense from the extermination but all their hard work was starting to fray around the edges! She just hoped her dad didn’t-

The King of Hell himself appears through a portal shortly after gathering himself together. The opening looked angrier in color, matching his mood. Sickly green lines run throughout the glow, radiating blistering heat. Parts of the stage began to melt and the forgotten camera crew swivel to their ruler. Lucifer’s face is set in stone but his bright flickering eyes give him away.

‘Who the fuck are you?’ He snarls, apple topped cane slamming onto the stage causing some of it to splatter. ‘How dare you speak to my daughter that way.’ Lucifer’s face morphs into a more demonic grimace. Katie Killjoy scrambles from her chair and off the stage at the same time as Charlie vaulting up to place a hand on Lucifer’s shoulder whispering ‘dad no!’ She doesn’t want the hotel’s improved reputation to evaporate. A confrontation with someone on live TV would scare people away!

Lucifer growls in the back of his throat, looking at where he assumes the bastard’s eyes are under his hood. Smoke and embers sizzle out from the corner of his mouth and inbetween teeth. He hated acting this way but he had an image to uphold. ‘Answer your King you wretch. Don’t confuse my inaction with benevolence. You’re testing my patience!’

After a beat or two of staring each other down the stranger has the gall to ‘tsk’ off to the side as if spitting. ‘As you with your majesty. It’s all fine by me.’ A small, scared hand reaches up and whips off the dirty hood exposing his face to all of Hell.

People instantly whip out their phones. His face is shockingly similar to Lucifer’s, in fact a basic carbon copy sans a few attributes.

Cameras catch alabaster skin and soft, blond, curly hair, short, wiry build, vivid green eyes, pale coral cheek markings, pointed ears and four demon wings the same color as his skin.

Leaf green eyes stair directly into Charlie’s while electing to ignore both fallen angels. He stands ramrod straight. Cutting a regal silhouette despite the filth on his body and clothes.

‘My name is Cain Adamson, The Wandering Star.’ He bows in a fashion Charlie hadn’t seen in all her galas. ‘Lucifer Morningstar’s first born and bastard son. It’s nice to finally meet you sister mine… I’ll be taking your family’s crown for my father.’

[So in this AU Cain rescued Adam’s body and resuscitated it. They had a familial bond even when Cain got banished for murdering Able and found out his bio dad was Lucifer. Eve didn’t pay much attention to her first born out of guilt so Adam stepped up. No one shamed her. Adam never felt like Cain was separate from his other kids even though he looked nothing like him. Now Cain wants to provide for his father who’s trapped in hell and in really bad condition by booting the Morningstars out of power in the Pride Ring.] Dunno about pairing but Adamsapple or Guitarhero would be a safe bet. Either way Lucifer will suffer lol

[wtf do I call this? Family Feud AU? Chessboard AU? Secret Brother AU? Idk h e l p ]