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Demon brothers weaponizing their incompetence in the human world to get your attention. Your realm is sooo different to the Devildom, they need you to help them. These ancient and powerful beings are stumped by the incredible inventions of human ingenuity.

Or maybe they're taking advantage of you to monopolize your time.

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Beelzebub, who had been using a fork just fine all day, suddenly forgets what it's for when you walk into the room. He fiddles with it in his hand and asks, "How does this human fork work?

You respond, confused, "It's the same as any fork? Literally the same as the Devildom, you just... stab the food and put it in your mouth."

"Belphie said human forks are different. You might have to feed me."

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Asmodeus comes to you in a bath robe, which he managed to put on just fine by himself. "I don't know how human baths work, you'll have to take one with me!"

Belphegor's request is simple. He's already laying down, half asleep, when he grabs your wrist and demands, "Show me how the bed works."

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"Lucifer, your brothers are driving me crazy again," you complain, having fled to the eldest's room for a moment of reprieve.

Red eyes peer at you from over the rim of his glasses. There's the faint curl of a smile on his lips. "Are they, now? Stay in here as long as you need."

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Jason Todd x Filipino! reader headcanons

A/n: i don’t care if this will be my most flopped post, I had to do God’s work

He would LOVE Filipino food

Jason is pretty open with food considering he has traveled frequently for work.

Being accustomed to seeing rice available even if it’s high in carbs lol. Started as a pancit (stir fried noodles) boy to a BIG garlic rice boy ever since you’ve introduced him to it.

Could see him really liking champorado (chocolate rice porridge) for some reason, since there is something so homey about it. Plus it’s not that sweet. He definitely have tried it with tuyo (salted dried fish) when you mentioned it but prefers it just the champorado alone.

Jason enjoys Jollibee most specifically the fried chicken, both of you have movie nights with a bucket on the coffee table with pineapple juice or alcohol. Would find Filipino spaghetti ‘meh’ cause it’s a bit too sweet for his liking but he wouldn’t mind it after a few more tries since there’s that child-like taste that makes it addicting.

Would 100% love lumpiang shanghai (Filipino spring rolls) and quotes as he explains it to Roy or any of his brothers ‘a way better version of Chinese spring rolls’, just like how you told him. He stops craving for the usual spring rolls if you guys go for Chinese take outs from then on.

Despite what the media depicts of having adobo (soy sauce & vinegar chicken stew), sinigang (tamarind stew) or ube hyped. He does think Filipino food is still very underrated compared to Thai, Chinese, Japanese etc.

Could also see him enjoying clear soup stews like pork sinigang (tamarind broth stew, though initially too sour for him comes to like it later on) & bulalo (clear soup with beef shanks & bone marrow) because of the homey taste versus the flavored stews but he definitely still enjoys them also see him being a big kare- kare (peanut butter stew) lover by your influence despite not fully able to handle bagoong (shrimp paste) because of how pungent & salty it is, I think he would unconsciously get used to it.

Like every other man, he would be a sucker for San Miguel beer. He knew about it even before both of you were dating since there is a small Filipino town in Gotham. Considering he goes to different bars from time to time. He would enjoy the concept of food on sizzling plate but it would take time for him to actually try exotic street food specially Balut (duck embryo) lol. But he’s down for it!

Spicy White Boy

Canon- wise, he knows Portuguese and there are lots of similar words with Spanish. Which I’m sure he knows maybe the most basic and common sense ones; so Jason understanding a good amount of Tagalog shouldn’t be surprising but would baffle you when you find out he started learning bit by bit for you.

It is very impressive indeed, there are not a lot of good resources in studying it. However, Jason is a Wayne and if his father was able to learn Kryptonian. He would easily be in a level of fluency by time.

And being the intelligent simp he is. He would understand it in a good level in less than a year or two when both of you are pretty much ‘all in’ in the relationship. Especially when you brought up one time before you were both exclusive, that you were scared of the idea of your partner being left out in family events even if English is pretty much the second main language in the Philippines.

Though I feel he would have more confidence in trying to speak the language after a few more years including a few slangs cause he doesn’t want to handle the anxiety of being roasted by your family & friends even if he obviously has thick-ass skin.

You keep telling him that he has already won his parents approval (too fast) when he swoon them with just the use of ‘po’ and ‘opo’ the first time meeting them. Plus the very occasional whispers of ‘gwapo’ , handsome, or ‘matangkad’, tall, here and there would give him a mix of a sheepish ego boost.

Culture Differences

THE ‘NO SHOES IN THE HOUSE’ RULE is a mutual practice that both of you have no problem doing. It has always been a routine for Jason when he gets home and right away he would wash up just so he could be in bed with you.

The no shoes rule seems to be only followed by Alfred when he drops by with groceries for him in his apartment. It bewilders his siblings when he makes a big deal out of it even if they are just dropping by (uninvited as usual) but also more like so you wouldn’t get triggered if you get to meet them but frankly it triggers Jason more since he’s quite neat as a roomie (plus future hubby points too.)

THE FAMILY CULTURE in a Filipino household is usually a mix of chaos and laughter which Jason is quite familiar with but with your family he could tell how close all of you are from all the frequent get together celebrations or holiday trips.

But also he was told a few times from some neighborhood titos (uncle) when he was still in the streets that the number 1 rule when dating a pinoy (shortened term for Filipino) is if you’re ‘dating a Filipino you’re also dating their whole family.’ You even tell him when you show pictures of your immediate relatives and family, that it’s basically a whole village if you include your extended relatives which shocks him even more. You don’t even know who are all your aunts or uncles names nor your second cousins.

You gave him a heads up and number of pointers to Jason when you were both talking about your families plus the never ending group pictures and selfies that awaits. You get worried if he would be overwhelmed even if he tells you, “Doll, don’t worry you literally met mine” “It’s not the same.” With a kiss on your forehead and the cute pout he loves still present.

He immediately gets interrogated and compliments which takes him a back getting him a bit shy. Would vibe with your cousins and would be forced to sing. The karaoke machine playing till midnight, the never ending food being offered in his plate but also your baby cousins getting attached to him which you greatly adore. He would purposely annoy you with flirty gestures in front of your cousins just for you to swat his arm or his biceps multiple times getting a reaction from your comments mixed of ‘yiee’ or ‘landi!’(flirt).

SOUVENIRS in Filipino is pasalubong, and it doesn’t necessarily mean that they’re materialistic it’s more of the thought when a person is away; may it be for family & friends.

Jason bringing home food or snacks when he goes out or something unique when coming from a long mission for you has been natural. You don’t expect him to always bring something home for you of course. Fortunately, Jason loves spoiling you and seeing you sulk when you rummage his duffle bag filled with used clothes and is helmet is too cute. Plus, this is definitely one of the first words he would understand besides the word ‘makulit’ (a neutral connotation of annoying, cheeky, and naughty combined.) and other cuss words.

The first time Jason brings you to the Wayne manor Alfred and Bruce immediately doesn’t see you as a threat especially with a bottle of wine or fruits as formalities. You panic a bit when both of you weren’t able to bring anything to the manor every time you go after that, he has to reassure you it’s fine. Though he appreciates and finds it adorable on how much his family becomes fond of you because of how genuine you are.

When you and Jason travel, you would be having an extra luggage for goodies and shopping and would get endless teasing from Jason. You would tease him back though if he needs something but you would also use his luggage as well if needed for everything you bought.

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The Filipino word for Faerie, Diwata, is not only used to pertain to actual fae but also to describe a person so unbelievably beautiful it renders you breathless.

I find it cute that Malleus is a literal diwata but he'd call Yuu that not because they're a faerie, but because they're so beautiful in his eyes that he can't find a word more superlative and perfect as that. 🙈💖

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re 4 x dandadan

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Tiny Jason

My Neighbor Batman

The challenge was to draw characters in a different style

I drew these for Guess That Artist event in dpxdc server im in >w< I animated it too! But didn't show the animation in the event because I knew it would rat me out XDDD Actually gives me an idea of like ;w; baby dick and jason being taken in. T o T I also made the cape wrap around Jason protectively. And then that's a moped I hand/digitally painted in the bg.. not a car. its too small XD

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CAN SOMONE PLSSSSSSS DRAW LEONA KINGSCHOLAR WITH HAIRSTYLES LIKE THIS IDKK IDKK plsss with a cherry on top 🙏🙏🙏

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Throwback thursday to when I was like 12 and I was putting out new writing DAILY...... Like entire Chapters of my then-current wips just, over an afternoon. What the fuck was I on

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Annoying brothers

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YOOO MORE SINGER READER! Also more credits to @luludeluluramblings she started it all!

So good at givin’ me nothin’

platonic! batfam x neglected! singer! reader

imagine neglected! reader finally leaving the manor and to make money they start releasing their own songs under an alias. they, ofc, blow up within weeks of releasing and that gets the attention of the batfam bc why does this person’s voice sound so familiar? alfred, knowing your real identity, is happy bc youre finally able to do something you love without having to constantly try and get the batfam’s attention and approval.

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in your eyes—hell, in your family’s eyes—you were everything they didn’t need. your fragility, your incompetence, your inability to meet their expectations—all of it weighed on you like a chain you could never be strong enough to break.

you were your mother’s child in the sense that you poured everything—all your frustrations, all the hurt—into words, into poems, or into songs. you immortalized your feelings by writing them down and publishing them under an alias.

you were a misplaced piece in their carefully constructed puzzle, a reminder of everything they didn’t wanna face. you tried to change—your clothes, your hair, personality, everything—but nothing was enough. it only left fractures, puzzle pieces that didn’t represent the person you’ve become.

so, you became a mosaic, all the attempts to belong felt like you were shedding another layer of your skin, but instead of renewal, it left you feeling raw and exposed. the more you changed, the more foreign you felt in your own body, your own mind, and your own home. each transformation chipped away at you, leaving behind pieces that didn’t quite fit together in the grand scheme of things.

is this how family is supposed to feel like?

you were just 8 years old when your mother died in that crash. one moment she was in your life, and the next, she was gone, leaving you behind with a silence so loud it drowned everything else out.

hushed voices carried from the other side of the room, barely audible, yet they stung like alcohol on an open wound.

“did you get the bloodwork back?”

“any known relatives?”

your fingers fidgeted with the hem of your dirty shirt, gripping tightly as if it were the only thing anchoring you to reality. your eyes stayed glued to the scuffed tiles of the police department, too scared to look up, afraid of what you’d see in their eyes, on their faces—pity, worry, maybe even resignation.

“kid,” a voice finally broke the silence near you, soft but firm, as if trying not to scare you. you glanced up, meeting the officer’s kind, tired eyes. “we’ve located your father, he should be coming soon. so, until then sit tight.”

those words hit you like a train. your father.

the concept felt foreign, like a word you’d only ever read about, but never spoken out loud. your mother never talked about him much, just vague mentions here and there, pieces too small to form a whole picture. but now, he was real. tangible. and coming for you.

the word father drifted in the air. questions started to pop up in your head. what was he like? did he even want you? what does he look like?

the word father kept echoing in you mind, getting louder and louder with each repetition of the word.

time passed quickly.

seconds turned to minutes turned to a few hours.

then the sound of the door opening silenced the room, the faint clacking of of polished shoes against the dirty tiles echoed in the room.

“excuse me,” a calm, steady voice said, cutting through the hum of quiet conversations, “i’m here to pick up the child.”

you glanced up, your eyes landing on a tall man dressed in a crisp black suit. his presence commanded the room without effort, yet his expression was warm, fatherly.

“are.. are you my father?” you squeaked out, voice hoarse. the man’s eyes softened as he brought himself down to your level, “i’m afraid not, young master. i’m merely a butler. your father, master bruce, had urgent matters to attend to so i’ve come to pick you up on his behalf.”

bruce. the name felt familiar yet foreign, like something you’d overheard on the news your mother was watching before or a conversation you weren’t meant to hear.

the bane lingered in your mind, each letter sharp and weighted. bruce. it rolled around in your head like a bowling ball, and suddenly, all those fleeting fragments of memory started to piece themselves together. gotham. the news. one night stand. that was your father?

the butler, as composed as he seemed, gave you a moment to process. his warm hand and steady gaze rested on you, and for the first time in a few hours, you felt grounded.

“master bruce wayne,” he clarified gently. “and i am alfred pennyworth, his trusted aide and butler of the wayne manor.”

bruce wayne. playboy. billionaire. philanthropist. a name that once felt so untouchable, larger than anything you would ever amount to. and yet, here you were, being told that such a man was your father. it didn’t feel real.

alfred’s presence was steady, unwavering. his hand rested briefly on your shoulder, grounding you. “shall we?” he asked, his voice carrying the unspoken promise of safety, as if stepping through the doors with him would lead you to something better—or at least something new.

with a hesitant nod, you stood up from the cold metal chair, tiny hands gripping the tattered backpack on your shoulders. you followed alfred out of the police station and into gotham’s night.

parked right outside was a sleek black car, the kind of car you’d only ever seen in those tacky dramas your mother used watch. you hesitated, standing in the shadow of the vehicle, its glossy surface reflecting your small, unsure form.

“don’t worry,” alfred said whilst opening the car door, “this is only beginning.”

swallowing hard, you nodded once more before climbing into the car’s plush leather seat. the world outside became blurred as the car hummed to life with alfred slipping into the driver’s seat with ease.

“where are we going?” you finally asked, your voice hesitant, unsure if you wanted the answer.

“to wayne manor,” alfred replied. his tone was calm, reassuring, as if he had answered the question a thousand times before. “your new home.”

home. the word hung heavy in the air as the city lights streaked by. your chest tightened as doubts swirled in your mind, yet somewhere deep inside, a fragile sliver of hope flickered to life.

maybe—just maybe—this was where things could change.

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AN: this is my furst time writing a story on tumblr/in general so please excuse any mistakes or errors you mightve come across. also im happy to clarify any questions that you mightve thought up so please feel free to comment them. this will most likely be a series so stay tuned!!!!!!!!

this is inspired by @sheep-from-rad’s post about neglected! influencer! reader and how they posted covers of songs, or yk made them since diff universe or smth. i tried ti find similar siries but i js couldnt so i decided ti make it myself!

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Update:

Stress eczema is now hitting. Send help

Weird situation 😨

A few days ago there was a dead animal smell around the neighborhood and now maggots are raining from our ceiling and our neighbor's ceiling. Leads me to believe that either a rat died on our ceiling or a bigger animal died on the roof. I'm ousted from my bedroom lol and I'm currently living in the kitchen

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Weird situation 😨

A few days ago there was a dead animal smell around the neighborhood and now maggots are raining from our ceiling and our neighbor's ceiling. Leads me to believe that either a rat died on our ceiling or a bigger animal died on the roof. I'm ousted from my bedroom lol and I'm currently living in the kitchen

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May I have the 100 facts about ___ character lists in a masterlist? I really want to read the ones other then i have already read but I can't find them all. Love your blog

Absolutely! Here’s what I have so far

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan (TBA)

Satan

Asmodeus (TBA)

Beelzebub

Belphegor (TBA)

Solomon

Simeon

Raphael

Luke (TBA)

Michael (50)

Thirteen (TBA)

Mephistopheles (TBA)

Barbatos

Diavolo

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Lovelovelovelovelove weird and strange Batman’s utility belt and cat-ears

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Robin: aw man my rainbow dash fell out mid fight and got squished >:(

Batman, pulling a new rainbow dash out of his belt: don’t let this one get hurt

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Batman: Superman, give me the files from the fight-

Superman, holding them over his head so his can’t reach: nuh uh. Not until you go to the med bay and get checked out

Batman: *airplane ears*

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Kid Flash: I’m soooo hungry :(

Flash: I know, I’m sorry bud, but we can’t-

Batman, pulling a rotisserie chicken out from his side: Here kiddo. Share with Robin please. Water or apple juice?

Kid Flash, not even blinking: Apple juice!

Batman: *pulls two out, one for Wally and one for Dick*

Kid Flash: Thank you!😝🎉 *runs off with his goodies*

Flash:

Batman:

Batman: … it’s lunch time and they need nutrients…

Flash: … can I-

Batman: *long sigh* *pulls out 10 sandwiches - just how Berry likes them - and some soda*

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Green Lantern: Heya spooky

Batman: hm.

Green Lantern: How’s the kids?

Batman: Hnm.

Green Lantern: Good, good.

Deadshot, overhearing: Spooky? How’s the kids?

Batman, airplane ears and death glare:

Deadshot: *back away*

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His kids made him do a wildlife preservation photoshoot 🥰🦇

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Dude give me back my paper boat! Not cool

(I hope he’s referring to Dick as the clown😭)

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"omg malleus is seducing the prefect!!!!1!" malleus is a traumatized high schooler. he's getting ready to explain the entire unabridged history of tamagotchis to you. he doesn't want to fuck