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FNWKFNKENFPENFOENK DEMON QUEEN ARON FIGHTING WITH HER ZAPPY MAGIC THANK @new-tella-us FOR THE MARKING DESIGNS OKAY BYE

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FNWKFNKENFPENFOENK DEMON QUEEN ARON FIGHTING WITH HER ZAPPY MAGIC THANK @new-tella-us FOR THE MARKING DESIGNS OKAY BYE

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RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

now I can drop my edgy au Mika drawing

And here's aron

New AU.... kinda

Okay so I got an AU however, it is HEAVILY inspired by a different AU and almost an expansion on it since the creator no longer seems active. But since this will be a heavy inspiration, I'm going to link the original. The OG creator is @incubae-fics

On top of that, I might give it some time before really expanding, today I'm only posting sketches of redesigns (aka just my version of the boys but meaner) Cause if the creator comes knocking in my DMs going "I don't want you to do this," I'd rather just delete this instead of multiple posts.

Got it? Okay. Now we can get to the good stuff.

I got some drafts of what some of the characters would look and act like. Starting with the main bish herself.

Now the OG Mika is honestly more of a nicer timeline of Mikas since David isn't nearly as cruel. Uh... in this timeline, that's undone and cranked up. He's not afraid to yell or get the belt and as they got older, it got worse. But instead of producing an obedient child, it produced Mika, who is basically just him but younger. She yells, talks back and will get violent if needed.

To people she doesn't know or doesn't dislike, she has a far nicer persona but as soon as you piss her off, that drops. Though despite her edgier look and more prickly personality, she's not a bad person. She's still kind, respectful (if you respect her) and is still in college to become a CEO, so she's didn't drop her life into the gutter in her rebellion.

Over the course of the game, she comes to accept and eventually warm up to the men in her house as they form a broken but semi functional found family. And maybe... just maybe, she could find love again.

Oooooh J A M E S. If you thought canon James was condescending, you ain't seen nothing yet. This version of James is extremely passive-aggressive. It's his way or the highway and he often doesn't look for or accept criticism. Is he still proper and polite? Yes but he's much more blunt.

A life of being forced to be the perfect son in the eyes of his tyrannical father and cold-hearted mother has hardened James's heart. Even towards his brothers, he forces a cold and drill sergeant persona to force them to listen as that was what kept them, maybe Sam, safe against the Demon Lord.

But beneath his stone shell is a man who wants to outgrow the pressures he shoulders but is too scared to let his persona slip. Too scared of being anything other than what he is. He needs someone he can trust, someone he doesn't feel like he needs to protect by being cruel. And he needs someone willing to show him that he isn't at risk of being like his parents just by being himself.

Then there's Erik (The last of my drafts)

James calls him an aggressive flirt, Sam calls him a whore, most know him from his ability to target your best qualities to flatter but also target your worst insecurities to earn your trust. The ability to talk his way out of any situation with his default tactic being seduction. He's forward and tells Mika exactly what she wants to hear in that sickeningly sweet way that exes have in the past to get her to sleep with them.

You can blame his mother for this. Kalipo is disgusted by the idea of brutes and the idea of Erik turning out brutish in any way so she forced him in the exact direction that she was forced into when she was young. He would use talk, no matter how invasive or disgusting, to get what he needs. If that requires offering himself as the reward, so be it. Sex is his job. A way to get loyalty or reward actions as nothing in this world is free. The smartest creatures are the ones that can choose the price they pay for "kindness".

Erik hates the man he's become but has determined that it's necessary to survive. He needs to stay in the good graces of the people who can and will offer safety. People like Mika. The problem is that Mika is refusing what he offers and he's confused by that. She offered her home and asked for nothing in return. Erik can't process that is kindness. Blind kindness doesn't exist to him. So what does she want?

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Are planning on continuing ending unplanned?

Hey boo, so uh.

The answer is complicated.

For a number of reasons, one being burn out and family issues, I was taking a break from making myself write and only doing it when my brain actually felt the need to.

In this time I've come up with a gazillion different AUs, different versions of those AUs, different endings for those AUs.

And with thar comes lore expansion. And arons lore, along with her family lore has expanded a L O T. Like, so much.

Really, ending unplanned just no longer aligns with how I see Aron, especially her and Sam's relationship. Which is probably why what I have written for it recently falls so flat.

But I was very happy with the plot for Ending Unplanned, so I may go back and finish it. It's just no longer canon. Which is kind of disheartening, to be honest. Because I worked hard on it and now I don't even enjoy writing it.

But that may be because the more magic timeliness are eating my brain.

I'd like to change how arons family handles magic. I know her mother's side knows about magic but I hadn't really decided on the father's side.

...that was until a MAJOR plot twist smacked me right in the face today. These characters really be doing whatever they want. It's not in my control.

So to answer your question, I'm just not sure. I'm very sorry to anyone who is invested, I'm not for sure discontinuing yet, it's up in the air. We will see. Just know that a lot of it probably isn't even canon anymore.💀

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Elowen with Matthew's jacket!!!

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Elowen with Matthew's jacket!!!

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I can see this being a conversation Matthew and Aron have.

Matthew- Aron, you seem to really like animals. Why didn't you become a vet instead of a doctor?

Aron- I would be too sad if a animal died

Matthew- you don't get sad when people die?

Aron- well of course I do but it's different.

Matthew- how?

Aron- I like animals.

Matthew- you don't like people?

Aron- no, not really : D

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Too tired to draw or right but I have this for yall.

I forget to include how clumsy and accident prone Aron is in my writing and roleplays a lot. So here imma just yap about it.

(And she has ataxia. She has literal medical clumsiness. It gets way worse when she's in a flare up)

Her and the stairs have long term beef, like extremely often she falls up and down the stairs. 99% of the times she uses them. Now she jumps over the railing of flies up them but she sometimes forgets and ends up falling

Why does this keep happening? I dunno. Maybe something magical is at work but that doesn't explain why it only affects her.

she's just clumsy.

Also a wall hates to see her coming. She'll be walking and straight into a wall she goes.

Oh also it's canon that at some point Aron faints in the shower and Sam hears the crash. When he finds her she's possibly near of fully unconsious and is bleeding from hitting her head on the faucet. She tries to refuse to go to the ER, it doesn't work.

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*ties a pretty pink bow around Sam’s bicep and runs*

Sam doesn't chase them. In fact, he doesn't even seem bothered. He flexes and tries to see if he can snap the ribbon.

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Damien, how can you be so amazing?

Anonymous, I believe you have caused my brother to go completely red in the face and hide behind Sam. Matthew is giving you a thumbs up.

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It's canon Sam and Aron will break their bedframe on multiple occasions

The first time is because they're FREAKS. Nasties. (They got too rough)

And the second occasion it's because they were having a competition to see who could jump the highest and reach the bedframe

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Sammmm~ *Grazes finger up his horn*

Sam shutters, his face turning a bit pink as he stares up at you, wide eyed and incredibly flustered. "What d-do you think you're doing?"

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I love love love your art style!

The demon from will be a bit later. Because I will be losing an arm and a leg trying to draw the demon marks

Side note:

Haaaate drawing clothes

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I did a thing

(The hand is arons lol)

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AYEEEEEEEEEE

Redraw of a redraw

So I drew a scene from SM 2... again. Made the lighting less dramatic so it's actually visible.

Also a lil context. That thing about Damien being drunk but you can have sex with him? N a h. Now this scene takes place the morning after he gets drunk so he's all sober and it's less dubious.

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AWEEEEEEEEEEEE IM SOBBING THIS IS SO SWEET😭😭😭 THANK YOU SO SONSO SO MUCH

A request from @seducemefanficsandheadcanons that I managed to finish before winter is over!

Snow Day

Sam and Mika enjoy the snow together. Some gentle feelings begin to warm their hearts despite the cold weather.

Snow Warning. 6-8 inches expected by tomorrow morning. Anticipate poor road conditions and possible closures.

A funny kind of excitement buzzes in Mika’s chest and pulls at the corners of her mouth as she scrolls through notifications on her phone. I haven’t had a snow day in forever!

A logical part of Mika’s brain is glad for the extra day to catch up on her studies after the whole Malix-and-Diana-trying-to-fuck-up-her-life debacle. A whimsical part of her brain is giddy at the prospect of reliving some of her magical childhood snow day memories. A practical corner of her mind realizes that she’ll just end up wrapped in blankets on the couch, watching TV. All of her can agree on one thing, Mika needs a snow day, and she has to make the most of it.

I should flush an ice cube.

Mika cringes at the thought. Even her most childish side recognizes that the old superstition is stupid, but for some reason she finds herself fetching a tall glass of ice-water from the kitchen.

This is for the nostalgia. Mika fails to convince herself, it’s not like I’m a high school senior who believes in magic.

The thought triggers a snort as the reality of her demonic escapades come crashing to the front of her mind. Whatever, if devils can shoot magic guns at my head, I can wish for a snow day.

Mika can’t tell if it’s wishful thinking when she senses a glimmer of energy in the ice cube as it swirls around the toilet bowl. She blinks and the trace is gone.

--

Mika bolts upright in bed at the first screech of her alarm. Her hands instinctually find her phone on her nightstand and silence the noise. She rubs the sleep from one eye with the heel of her hand while she thumbs through notifications with the other.

A notice from the school district makes her pause. Dear students blah blah blah… due to inclement weather….all activities cancelled…

Mika stops reading and squishes her eyes closed in delight, yesss! She flops back in bed gratefully.

By the time Mika opens her eyes again her room is filled with a bright white light beaming in through the windows.

A grin plasters itself onto her face as Mika darts downstairs. “HEY EVERYONE! IT’S A SNOW—”

Her shout dies on her tongue as she takes in a lone figure at the dining room table, “—day…”

“Uh, yeah. There sure is snow.” Sam’s sarcasm is tempered by his confusion.

Mika finds her enthusiasm again, “Yup! So much snow that the day is cancelled!”

Sam looks at the girl like she grew an extra head, “How can a day be cancelled?”

Her eyes roll dramatically, “All the important stuff is cancelled for the day. Work, school…”

Mika looks around again, failing to locate signs of the other four incubi, “Where is everyone?”

“I guess their days weren’t cancelled.” Sam shrugs as he sips at his coffee.

His eyes dart up at the sudden screech of the chair against the floor as Mika collapses into it. If the incubus didn’t have such demonic senses, he wouldn’t have heard Mika mutter into the table, “But I wished for a snow day.”

Something twists uncomfortably in Sam’s chest. Mika asks for so little, if she wished for something it must be really important. He manages to stow his usual cynicism and ask with genuine curiosity, “Once more with clarity, what exactly is a ‘Snow Day.’”

Mika uncrumples from the table slightly, propping her chin up on her hand with a sigh, “When there’s too much snow it can be unsafe to travel so stuff will close for the day.”

At Sam’s blank expression she continues, “It’s like a free day off! You can’t go to work or school, so you have to stay home and enjoy it.” Her tone turns wistful as she continues, “Suzu, Naomi, and I used to spend all day playing in the snow. We’d refuse to come in until we couldn’t feel our fingers!”

“So… you want to go play with your friends today?”

Sam’s earnest question makes Mika blush, suddenly feeling very childish. “No! Well—maybe… I guess I thought it would be something fun for us—all of us!—to do together. You know, another human-world first.”

He looks almost regretful as Sam breaks it to her, “Mika, we’ve all seen snow before.”

Her blush deepens, “I-I know! I just thought—I mean I can’t imagine you would have had time off from your duties in the demon world and- and your jobs here are so new…”

“Well, I do have the day off. I mean—if I’m enough to do a Snow Day.” Sam’s phone buzzes on the table and he smacks it into the next room without even looking at it.

Mika doubles over in laughter, “Don’t break your phone on my account!”

He pushes back in his chair, looking pointedly away as he mumbles, “S’not a big deal or anything.”

“But, of course you’re enough, Sam,” Mika adds with a grin.

Fuck. Her face- and she said- The demon’s emotions suddenly boil over and he finds himself shouting, “Yeah well, I don’t see what’s so special about snow! It’s cold and dirty and fucking inconvenient!”

His hands slam down on the table as he stands up and starts to storm off. He’s stopped by a hand around his wrist.

“Oh no you don’t!”

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Mika gnaws on her lip as they bundle up in the foyer. She knows she should probably not resort to bullying Sam into doing whatever she wants, but it’s not like I can actually force him! He’s a demon, supernaturally fast…and strong. Mika’s eyes trace Sam’s back.

She waves away the errant thought, but it’s too late her face is bright red as the mental image of removing all Sam’s layers burns itself into her imagination.

“You sure you need all that stuff; you’re looking pretty warm—”

“Haha yeah! Let’s get outside already!” Mika practically shoves Sam through the door.

The pair shuffle their feet nervously in the slushy walkway for one long awkward moment. Mika finally tears here gaze away from her shoes and breathes a quiet, “Oh wow!”

“Hmm?” Sam follows her gaze. The grounds are covered in a thick blanket of snow, pure white, untouched, and glittering in the morning sun. The world is dazzling and quiet as the faintest flurries continue to fall in the bright morning air, each flake stacking ever higher on every tree branch and fence post.

“See?!” Mika points at the scene before then and turns to stare accusatorily at Sam.

“Ok, fine! It looks a hell of a lot nicer when it’s like that and not all gross!” He kicks his feet in the slush to emphasize his point. “Plus, it won’t stay all pretty like that for long.”

Mika groans, “That’s the point! It’s ephemeral!”

“E— frem—?”

“It means I’m gunna ruin it!” A wicked grin splits across Mika’s face and she’s skipping across the lawn, kicking powder high into the air just to watch it fall back down.

A smile threatens to upset Sam’s stubborn scowl as he watches Mika frolic. I like this version of the view better, the thought sends a dozen butterflies fluttering in his chest.

A thwack in the shoulder followed by a small explosion of snow drags Sam back to reality.

“Come on! You have to help me wreck this!” Mika’s tone waivers on serious as she continues more quietly, “I can’t stand all this perfection.”

“Finally, something I’m good at!” Sam stampedes through the snow, kicking away its polished shell. He makes a show of plowing through a deep snow drift, trying to send it flying as far as possible. When he turns back towards Mika, he’s relieved to see the smile back on her face.

The demon grabs a handful of snow in his glove, aiming  for payback, but the loose snow flutters lamely down  from his outstretched arm.

Mika chuckles at the way his eyebrows knit together in confusion and frustration, “You have to pack it together, like this.” She scrunches some snow between her mittens and chucks it at Sam.

He dodges her attack and bends down to gather his own ammunition in one fluid movement.

He’s so…graceful. Mika really should have had plenty of time to dodge the oncoming snowball, seeing as her eyes were glued to Sam’s every movement. Instead, it smacks her right in the face. The heat of her embarrassment melts through the snow instantly.

“Pfftf! Hey!” She wipes at the stuff still stuck in her hair as Sam whoops victoriously.

Mika starts to pack another snowball, but decides against picking a fight she’s sure to lose. Instead, she aims at the low branches of one of the evergreens dotting the perimeter of the mansion. The projectile shakes the branch, sending all the snow sliding off with a satisfying whump.

“Nice!” Mika hears from behind her before a huge snowball collides with the top of the tree. The timber groans as it sways, then ricochets forward as it sheds the rest of its snow with a heavy thud.

Mika and Sam share wide grins. They harass a few more trees before Mika announces, “Let’s build a snowman!”

“Build? I thought this was about destruction?”

“It can be both!” Mika defends.

She packs a dense snowball and drops it on the ground, gently rolling it along an area they have yet to disturb. As she carefully guides the ball’s path, more and more snow clings to it. Sam watches dubiously as she works, “A big ball?”

“Trust the process!” Mika gripes. “Help me make another one.”

Sam rolls his eyes but starts mirroring her process. His first few attempts disintegrate quickly. Mika tries to intervene, “Here, why don’t I—”

“No! I’m going to get this!” Sam’s face is determined as he squats behind his snowball, shuffling awkwardly forward as he concentrates on rolling it gently.

Mika has to slap her hand over her mouth to keep from giggling. A surprising fondness warms her heart as she watches Sam

Eventually Sam returns, rolling a ball that almost reaches his hips. “Okay, now what?”

“We need one more…” Mika assesses her first attempt and holds out her hands to approximately the middle size between the two, “Yay big.”

Sam nods curtly and attends to his assignment.

Mika matches his serious attitude and wanders towards the tree line in search of the right sticks.

“It’s done!”, Sam calls.

“Okay, go ahead and stack them by size, biggest on the bottom.” Mika returns with her arms full of sticks. “It looks great!”

“… I don’t… get it.” Sam cocks his head to the side as if that would make the mound of snow seem more like a man.

“That’s because it’s missing the finishing touches” Mika inserts two straight sticks into the middle. “See? Arms. Aaaaand…” She stretches out the word as she affixes branches that jut out from the sides of the smallest ball then turn to point upwards. “Horns!” She exclaims once she’s satisfied with their placement.

“Hey!” Sam sputters, red-faced. “That’s not—I don’t—My horns aren’t that big!”

“I had to make it obvious that it’s a snow demon” Mika grabs her phone from her pocket, furiously snapping pictures of Sam with their creation.

“Oh, that gives me an idea!” Mika suddenly grabs Sam’s hand and pulls him towards the last patch of untouched snow.

Sam’s too busy staring at her pink mittens wrapped around his gray gloves to put up a fight.

She turns her back to the snow patch and spreads her arms wide, encouraging Sam to do the same, “Like this ,and then you gotta fall back okay? 1…2…3!”

They land flat on their backs in the snow. Mika windmills her arms and legs furiously for a few seconds.

“…uhhh”

“Now get up carefully, don’t make any more tracks.”

Too confused to question, Sam does as he’s told.

Mika delicately kneels in the imprint of Sam’s body.

He stares at her smaller form within his outline, some kind of protective instinct curling in his chest.

 She reaches up towards the head and traces his horns into the snow with the tip of her mitten.

“There!” She brushes the snow off her legs as she stands to admire her handiwork, “A snow angel—” she gestures to her imprint, “—and a snow demon.”

The real demon’s stomach does a funny little flip-flop under his ribs at the sight of the snow creatures. A matched set, somehow, despite being from different words.

After a long moment of staring, Mika suddenly shivers violently.

Sam smirks at her, “Yeah, I bet getting your ass covered in snow makes you cold… doofus.”

His words lack their normal bite. When he raps his knuckles against Mika’s forehead, the gentle touch melts her inside. Mika can only gaze up at him with red cheeks.

“C-come on! Let’s get you warmed up!” It’s Sam’s turn to grab her hand as he leads her back towards the front door. I think I’m going to like snow days.