#💠 «XAVIER» ▸▸ Sweet Little Sheep 𒁍

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     » » @xamassed Anita has stumbled across a unique arboretum;

     ›› The outskirts of the Devildom's capitol offered a peace from the bustling city's chaotic goings-on, and it would be reasonable for someone to vanish into its shadowy embrace for a time to regain their bearings. What the outskirts also offered, however, was an old, cared-for arboretum — a mystical, colourful stretch of land dotted with greenhouses of many shapes and sizes fronted by a shop that sold some of the flora as either apothecary reagents, or as blends for tea. The grounds exuded an absolutely tantalizing scent, sweet and mellow and yet rich in unfiltered magic, the rustle of the various trees' leaves like a symphony on the winds.

     ›› On this particular day a young man could be seen tending to the flora that existed on the property, a hefty steel cart being wheeled at his side by an enchantment that made it follow like a servant. Fertilizer here, pruning tools there, a special water to moisten the soil if necessary — he was so deep in his work, it would take one of the many alarum bell blossoms scattered about to chime to get his attention, it seemed.

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     ›› If there was ever the human equivalent to a visual blue screen, it was when Mammon took a hold of Xavier's hand. He loosened a surprised little squeak before he seemed to stop moving entirely; it was not out of fear or apprehension, but awe and curiosity. The way his earthy eyes observed Mammon's hands working along his own was such a sweet, grateful gaze full of warmth. It was a touch he seemed to love, to the point he wasn't even aware of the scarlet hue that spread across his cheeks and up to his ears.

     ›› It did not take long for his hands to return to normalcy, but even then he didn't seem to advert his eyes until his hand was no longer in view, lifted up by Mammon's dramatic little shrug. The startled noise that caught in his throat spoke of how distracted he'd become, his voice now surprisingly soft.

    ❝ Ruh... Right... M... Maybe Solomon... might know some similar... info... ❞ ›› The words he spoke trailed off like wispy smoke in the wind, still with his eyes locked on to Mammon's hands. It felt... really nice. Xavier hadn't felt a hand on his own in so long, and now that his was being embraced in such a way...

     ›› What was writ in plain on his face was he quite liked the moment, enough to forget all about anything else around them. [ @xamassed ]

"Food can help with weird nerve stuff?" This wasn't an area of expertise, but his mind had begun to shuffle through a list of names that he thought might help.

Lucifer and Satan were plenty smart, but he couldn't dismiss the idea of Beelzebub might know more about food and how it could benefit someone. Simeon seemed intelligent too — surely angelic magic could do some good here.

"Bananas or potatoes. . ." He absentmindedly mused to himself, foggy thoughts becoming stark and clear when an alternate method was suggested. "M—Massage?"

It did feel entirely too intimate, but Mammon didn't hate the idea of using his hands on Xavier's. It was meant to help, and he was the one assigned to take care of him! He couldn't let someone else know of this and be the one to earn the human's gratitude. If they did, they might get those sweet smiles and hold his hand longer than they ought to.

"Like this?" He knew that the fit had passed, but now was as good a time as any to learn. The responsibility of dinner was forgotten, concern and the desire to be the one Xavier relied on overpowering his fear that his brothers would ridicule him for the mistake he would inevitably make.

Both thumbs kneaded at the upwards palm, touches firm but not jabbing. He wanted to help, not do more damage. Little circles pressed and smoothed over the thin tendons before he flipped the hand over and massaged between prominent knuckles.

"I'm only doin' this cause anyone else would do it wrong! Well, not Asmo. He'd probably be good at it, but that don't matter 'cause I'm the one doin' it now!" He huffed indignantly through his nose and hunched his shoulders, bringing Xavier's hand up higher. "Let's go talk to Beel later. He might know the right food for ya, then maybe we can find Satan and get some answers outta him."

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𒁍 Which Rage Language Are You?

Taken From / Inspired By : @pluviacuratio

💠 Xavier 💠

𒁍 Open the Floodgates

▸ Your frustration turns into tears quickly. The strength of your fury is so potent that it sets off the waterworks out of pure rage. You hate it, because whoever's pissed you off thinks it's funny, like you're not tough and you can't defend yourself. You can, you just need to get through the haze of emotions first.

🗡️ Focalor 🗡️

𒁍 Step Back

▸ Usually, you're able to bottle up your emotions and ignore the frustrations. But, after weeks of shoving everything down, your body needs a release, and I pity the poor person who managed to piss you off. It's screaming crying, shouting, kicking lockers, whatever you can do to get it out of your system. It's a whole jean grey moment, fire and fury blasting out of you.

⛓️ Aamon ⛓️

𒁍 The Regina George

▸ Someone hurts you or pisses you off, and you don't do anything. at first. But you hold that feeling of rage in your chest for weeks after the fact, acting nice but silently hating their guts, pretending like all is forgiven until you can ruin their life and hurt them the way they hurt you. It's calculated. but when you've executed your revenge, will you be satisfied?

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     » » @sinfvlwishs dares to ask; ❝ 💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)? 🎻 VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level(beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)? 🩸 DROP OF BLOOD — what is your oc's blood type? 💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any? 🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE — when is your oc's birthday? how old are they? what are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? what about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs? ( for xavier cuz i noticed u mentioned getting some for ur ocs too 👀 ) ❞

     From Curious Minds Inquiring

   » What is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)? — Xavier in his current state would be an ENFJ-T type on the MBTI charts; he used to be more Introverted, but as he opened up more and mingled with the demons of the Devildom, he became more Extroverted (but still enjoys Introversion now and again.) For Enneagram, he scores most highly as 2, The Helper, but he also scores highly as 3, The Achiever, and 1, The Reformer. (I do not know other tests, so unfortunately these are all I have, sorry!)

   » Does your oc play any instruments? What is their skill level(beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)? — Even though he likes to use his hands a lot, he struggles with playing instruments. His hands are a little too small for most instruments, and while he has an ear for music, he's very bad at actually translating it into playing something. (Strangely, whenever he idly plays piano, the slow notes he does play are melodic and pleasant to hear, like waltzes. But he'll immediately get flustered and stop if you speak up.)

   » What is your oc's blood type? — Xavier's blood type is AB! There have been some jokes that this is "too coincidental," but he just rolls with it.

   » How many languages does your oc speak? What language(s) are they learning, if any? — Before the Devildom, he only spoke English natively, and intermediate-level Japanese. Now he's got a grasp on Japanese, Finnish, Gaelic, and the ancient Demon's Tongue (alongside knowing how to fluently write Devildom Script.)

   » When is your oc's birthday? How old are they? — Xavier's birthday falls on March 10th, and upon arriving in the Devildom he was 26. However, after succeeding in crafting the mythical Elixir of Eternity, Xavier's age becomes unknown from that point on, though he visibly appears to be stuck at late twenties to early thirties in human years.

   » What are their sun, moon, & rising signs (if known)? — His Sun is Pisces, while his Moon is Cancer, and his Rising Sign is Aquarius!

   » What about their tarot card, ruling planet, & ruling number (if known)? — If Xavier had any tarot card, he would be The Star, a force of positivity and endurance, but also of self-doubt and fear. As for his ruling planet, his would be Neptune due to his star sign of Pisces. As for his ruling number, 3 has always been associated with him in some form or fashion.

   » Do they fit the typical traits of these sun, moon, & rising signs? — For the most part! Though he isn't quite as stubborn as Rising Star Aquarius is often thought to be, and is far more on the empathetic side of his two other signs — for better or for worse.

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     » » @kissespink expected an easy day out with her bestie Xavier, but both ended up tagged alongside quite a pissy man entirely on accident...;

    ❝ I will not tell you both again. I am not leaving you two unsupervised. I have heard many tales of your exploits, and while I care very little for those around me, I do care about things that will affect my own existence here. ❞

     ›› The two humans would have found them beset by a towering demon that had stumbled across them only earlier; Kiwa and Xavier out in the town always had something go wrong or get chaotic, so naturally prying eyes would eventually find their way to them. Focalor just happened to be in the vicinity and chased off a demon with his sharp tongue alone, and it seemed he deigned it necessary to stick by their sides for the rest of the time they were in the town; any further problems and he'd certainly never hear the end of it from Lucifer if the other caught wind he was nearby and neglected to keep their precious humans from harm. … Even if both were entirely capable of handling themselves.

     ›› This was a bit strange to Xavier; he could care less? So he DID care? The human would reach up to fix his comically oversized witches' hat and look up to the towering demon quizzically.

    ❝ So you do at least care in some capacity, right? I mean, you stepped in and helped us without us asking... ❞

    ❝ Simply to avoid Lucifer's uptight lectures over your health and how "important" you two are to his family. Do not get cute with me. ❞ ›› Focalor would reply with a huffing exhale.

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    ❝ Nnchhi! Nnchhii! ❞

     ›› Sounds like someone is having a quiet sneezing fit. One would be forgiven for asking where the kitten was with how restrained and squeaky he sounded.

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     » » @xamassed dares to ask; ❝ 🍺 ( xavier and mammon! ) ❞

     From Caught Drunk

     ›› Human world alcohol was such a rarity these days — with him living in the Devildom for quite some time now and the infrequency of visits to his old world on top of the fact demons couldn't really enjoy mundane alcohol, there was never a reason to get any. However Xavier had been gifted ( or rather, he had become the unwilling recipient of ) some when a witch had thrust a box in to his hands and told him to enjoy the contents because she certainly wasn't. It was a curious encounter, but it left him with quite a few bottles of some top-shelf rum and seltzers that he was rather curious to taste-test.

     ›› The rum was tried first, and after a few sips he decided that was definitely not his speed on its own so he moved to a seltzer — and BOY was that a winner. The bubbly, fruity taste masked the strong kick of alcohol enough that he found himself treating it like any other beverage; it was this misguided judgment that left Xavier a couple whole bottles deep and slumped back in his chair as a giggly mess, face flushed a bright red, eyes darting around the ceiling where his various little floral lamps hung until he heard his door open. The sight of a familiar white-haired demon stepping inside brought a wide smile to his lips as he scrambled up out of his chair with swaying, uneven motions.

    ❝ Maaaaammooooooooon~! ❞ ›› Xavier's coo slurred out as he closed the gap between them, immediately throwing all measly one-hundred-and-fifteen pounds against his boyfriend and wrapping both of his arms firmly around Mammon's own in a surprisingly clingy, almost possessive manner despite his warm and sunny, sloppy grin.

    ❝ Myyyyyy handsome and lovely and... pretty and sweet... and super cool Mammooooon~ Theeeere you areeeee! You took... you took so loooong but that's okaaay because I forgive you, and I forgive you so much... 'cause you're Mammon and you're my Mammon... Ehehehe~ ❞

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     » » @deprcvities dares to ask; ❝ ✈️ 🎮 📚 for Xavier!!! ❞

     From Curious Minds Inquiring

   » Does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person? — It's a little of both! It really depends on his mood; some days he just wants to get some errands done and then coop up in the House of Lamentation, other days he'll go wandering all over; it's a bit of a toss up and hard to tell until the mood hits.

   » What are three of your oc's favorite hobbies? — Outside of his obvious hobbies, he actually has a decent talent in clay sculpting and painting, and likes to make statuettes or figurines. He's also decent at sewing, specifically sewing dolls or plushies thanks to Leviathan's love of the craft. Also, as strange as it sounds, Xavier does partake in blacksmithing from time to time, finding it strangely cathartic to work metal into new things (and has used this skill to repair or make new things for those he cares for.)

   » What level of education has your oc most recently completed/is currently in (GED, undergraduate, grad school, phd, etc)? — If we don't consider RAD for this question, Xavier actually never got the chance to finish high school properly, and had to get his GED online due to a rapidly crumbling life around that time. If one considers RAD as the equivalent to college, Xavier by the end would have graduated with Masters in Alchemy, Herbology, and Magic Theory, with Minors in Devildom Law, Devildom Languages, Conjuration Magicks, and Enchantment Magicks. (Nothing will stop him if he has the opportunity to learn, as you can see.)

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     ›› It was hard not to mirror her excitement when she started to ramble on and on, visible now in how he grinned back at her. Xavier wasn't much better at keeping energy in check and so followed along eagerly, minding not how she had essentially claimed his hand to lead him about. If anything it told him what caught her attention the most, where she wanted to go first — and that lead them to a fried foods stall. Tending to it were little shadowy figures that moved like gelatin wiggling this way and that with their lanky, long limbs, their beady little glowing eyes fixed upon the approaching duo closely.

    ❝ Oh! I think those are deep-fried fish of various kinds, ❞ ›› Xavier replied with a small nod. ❝ Some species of spriggans enjoy fried fish and have been known to rummage through settlements in arctic areas to get their hands on it. The frosted koi are especially delicious, 'cause the heat loosens up the fat stored deep within and adds a lot of flavor to the meat. Do you wanna try some? ❞

{ ♪ } – Bella could hardly keep her awe in check as she took in the appearance of the faire. The fact that everything was living and still set up in such a way… It was amazing! Her eyes lit up, hand gripping Xavier’s a little tighter. Once he spoke, though, she looked back over to him and offered a little smile.

“I will! I’m mainly interested in seeing the food and what sort of games they have. Really, I want to see as much as I can! I’m really fascinated and I want to learn as much as I can about how festivals are here!”

Smiling wider, she gingerly tugged him along. It was important to keep her excitement in check enough in order to avoid hurting him or something. Her face had flushed with joy, obviously more than eager to start exploring.

“I love it! It looks so wonderful! All the trees! And the bushes! And the grass and leaves!”

Bella noticeably didn’t comment on the water. Any sort of large bodies of water made her nervous. Even still, she pressed on. Immediately, her eyes flickered on a stand holding what looked like some sort of fried foods.

“Xavier! Xavier! Do you know that’s called?”

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     » » @deprcvities dares to ask; ❝ 🍺 Xav and Beel ❞

     From Caught Drunk

     ›› Maybe he should have made something to eat before he started drinking. Solomon had offered him some alcohol from the human world as thanks for assisting him and Xavier hadn't really considered that it had been a few hours since he last had any food; it meant the booze hit hard and fast, and he was left in a daze in the kitchen trying to guide himself to make a sandwich as carefully as someone his level of drunk could manage. It also wasn't helped by the fact he was giggling over how weird Devildom cheese looked, and really it just derailed from there.

     ›› Before he could process where he had moved, he heard a loud, metallic clattering all in sequence; it turned out he had knocked over a bowl he had put some lettuce in, and that bumped some utensils and knives off the counter, creating a cacophony of sounds that would inevitably draw one of the brothers to the kitchen. It was little surprise the gluttonous brother was the one to respond, but he'd end up finding Xavier waggling a slice of cheese in the air, giggling uncontrollably with his body propped against the counter as if his legs would give out otherwise.

    ❝ Beeeeeeel! Hehehehe- B-Beel! Why... Why is it so shiiiiiiny? It's like... it's like... the holographic foil of cheeeeeese! ❞ ›› He'd break down in to more giggling laughter as he took slow, unsteady steps towards Beelzebub, holding the slice up now like he wanted the other to have it — completely forgetting why he even had it in the first place, and the mess he left behind him.

    ❝ Here! Here, here, here... You take it! You... It's yours! I've decided it's yours... 'cause you're... you're like this cheese. Really neat, and unique, and... and... ❞ ›› His trail of thought wandered off there, and all he could do was then plop his head on the other demon's chest with a restrained, amused snickering and squeaking. He really was enjoying the moment, and it was clear he put a lot of his faith in to the demon he was cuddled up to now.

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     » » @deprcvities dares to ask; ❝ 🍺 Xav and Levi or Beel 👀👀👀 ❞

     From Caught Drunk

     ›› The one time Xavier was feeling a need to cuddle up to Leviathan, and the other wasn't in his room. Normally he'd just text or call the demon and figure out his whereabouts, but this wasn't a normal day; Xavier was flushed red, staggered, fresh off having a few human world drinks at a party Asmodeus dragged him to. The human wanted to unwind at Leviathan's side, and so to that end... he sat down. Right there in the middle of Leviathan's room.

     ›› Being drunk ironically made him a lot more obedient given he managed to sit in that one spot rather still, curled up over a pillow he dragged out of his own room with him with his head turned towards the door. He only reared up when he heard the door open, eyes now shimmering despite their glossy, hazy appearance suggesting his drunken state before he even opened his mouth.

    ❝ Theeeere's my Leviiii~! ❞ ›› he sang out as he tried to haul himself to his feet — something that took him a few tries before he was able to find solid ground and wobble his way over to the demon. Immediately he'd find Xavier's head pressed in to his shoulder, a gleeful, purring hum in the human's chest as he made himself comfortable.

    ❝ I waited... so long for you...! I was a goooood boy, waiting for... waiting for my heroooo! My Leeeviiiii~ ❞

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     » » @deprcvities (Leviathan) has gotten some texts from Xavier some time after a shocking reveal;

         [ Xavier ]    ‹‹ Hey Levi? ››          [ Xavier ]    ‹‹ Can I come hide out in your room for a little bit? ››          [ Xavier ]    ‹‹ While normally I don't mind all the attention... ››          [ Xavier ]    ‹‹ All this sudden affection feels... ››          [ Xavier ]    ‹‹ ... Weird? Odd? "Wrong" feels mean to say, but... ››          [ Xavier ]    ‹‹ Um, can I just come over to talk? ››

     ›› After sending off the last message, Xavier would fiddle with his D.D.D a little bit with a frown. Recently it had come to light that he harboured a piece of a soul that had been so near and dear to the brothers, a soul belonging to a beloved sister of theirs. A sister who had perhaps been the very reason for the Celestial War, the catalyst for all that had followed; needless to say, the revelation was quite a surprise... and it created a dynamic that was hard to navigate. He couldn't put a finger on it exactly, but it almost felt as though they had stopped seeing him as Xavier, and instead as the one who carried Lilith's soul, her... replacement, almost.

     ›› If anyone was going to let him unpack everything in peace, it would be Leviathan, he thought. Leviathan, while not wholly removed from the whole thing, was someone Xavier felt would be the least likely to hold on to those associations and wouldn't change how he acted based on new information. The third-eldest felt like such a safe choice, and was the one that the human trusted more than anyone in the moment — it was like instinct then that he stopped in front of Leviathan's door, looking over his shoulders to make sure none of the brothers were nearby before he knocked as quietly as he could.

    ❝ Levi? I'm sorry, I couldn't wait for a reply... Can I come in? It's okay if you say no... but right now, you're the only one I trust with this. ❞ ›› he would mutter through the door.

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𒁍 His Language of Love »

How does he speak to you? He speaks...

   » … With His Words — Leviathan ✦ Satan ✦ Solomon ✦ Barbatos ✦ Mammon ›› It's in the way he talks, the words he shares with you, the notes he leaves for you. Language is his canvas, and he paints in fluid, grand strokes; whether he is singing your praises or murmuring sweet nothings, you know he means every word. Beware if he grows silent and reserved, for that signals discontent — and a sign you are no longer his muse.

   » … With His Gaze — Lucifer ✦ Focalor ✦ Simeon ✦ Beelzebub ›› It's in the way he looks at you; whether watching as you float across the room going about your tasks, observing how your face crinkles when you laugh, or trying to discern what has hurt you, his eyes always return to you at the end of the day. He grows restless if he hasn't seen you, and just your presence near him can melt away his tensions. Beware if he adverts his gaze elsewhere often however, for he may find looking upon you to be a taxing and unpleasant thing to his heart.

   » … With His Touch — Xavier ✦ Diavolo ✦ Simeon ✦ Aamon ✦ Asmodeus ›› It's in the way he craves intimate contact with you; his hands always find their way towards you, his lips yearn to leave little kisses, always wanting to soothe your body and bask in your warmth. Whether it is little cuddling sessions, embracing you close to drive away your fears, or frittering the hours away with passionate making out, he can never have his fill of everything that encompasses you in the physical form. Beware if his hands stay to himself though, for he may have grown cold and wish to devote them to someone else.

   » … With His Gifts — Diavolo ✦ Mammon ✦ Leviathan ✦ Solomon ›› It's in the way he showers you with material goods; you could have uttered a desire for that new set of clothes months ago, or your eyes could have stared at a new magical reagent just a bit too long, but he didn't let that slip his mind. The way your face lights up when he presents his heart in a gift could keep his spirits high for weeks, your reactions always making the hard work to earn that coin worth it. It may seem empty and vain to others, but to him no price is too great to make you happy. Beware if he grows stingy or his gifting becomes rare; he may not place as much value upon you as he once did.

   » … With His Time — Belphegor ✦ Beelzebub ✦ Satan ✦ Focalor ✦ Lucifer ›› It's in the way he values time with you, always wants to indulge in your company, finding comfort in the things he does with you. It could be as simple as a movie date at home with some popcorn to something as profound as long and meaningful conversations as you stroll under the moon's light; it is that shared bond that he values more than anything. Few others will occupy his hours the way you do, and few others will command his attention like you do. Beware if he always seems too busy for you however, for he may have come to regret all that shared time with you.

   » … With His Service — Barbatos ✦ Asmodeus ✦ Xavier ✦ Belphegor ✦ Aamon ›› It's in the way he always helps you; whether it be a task to help ease your burdens to going out of his way to do something for you, he lets his actions speak his love for you in place of his words. You don't even have to ask him much any more, he can just tell from a glance at your body language or the tone you used when he should step in and offer you a pillar to lean on with his help. Seeing the relief wash over you, hearing your relaxed sigh, watching as the dark clouds over you vanish when he had been able to help you is what makes it all worth it. Beware if he seems deaf to your pleas for aid though, for he may have come to believe you are no longer worth the effort.

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    「 Have you applied your therapy sheep today? 」

    ( I was absolutely obsessing over this thought and I just HAD to get it out before it rotted my brain from the inside-out. Baby's first dumb meme. Please do not perceive it too closely, it's extremely sloppy and rushed because I just REALLY wanted to doodle it. )

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𒁍 ▸▸Some Quick Holiday Headcanons for the OCs

「 Under a read more so I don't flood your dashboards! 」

   » Xavier — Initially, he becomes anxious near holidays. This isn't to say he's a miser. Quite the opposite! He wants to enjoy the holidays, but a string of very, very bad years have left him extremely nervous whenever holidays roll around. He needs to be gently coaxed and shown that it'll be okay, that he wont have the world collapse on him again like the years before.

— He conceals his birthday every year. Xavier always hopes that people will forget his birthday, because he feels extremely guilty that it's literally the day before Beelzebub's and Belphegor's. He doesn't want anyone to feel overwhelmed needing to prep for three people's big days, and doesn't want the spotlight taken off the twins at all; good luck getting him to confess what day it is! The question is dodged every time, so it needs to come from official records.

— When he opens up more, he LOVES Halloween. Halloween being Diavolo's birthday aside, Xavier always loves the creativeness that goes in to the holiday; all the costumes, the acting that goes in to horror attractions, and the themed food where people bring out such artistic sides to make visually appealing stuff. He gets REALLY in to it!

   » Focalor — He's a bit of a miser about holidays... for now. It's pretty clear to see why he'd abstain from holidays; Focalor lacks anyone to celebrate any of them with, any reason to celebrate them. To him they're just absolutely obnoxious events that make getting peace and quiet a lot more difficult, but perhaps that can change in the future.

— Focalor actually forgot his birthday. Don't expect an answer out of him regarding his birthday. Even if he wanted to tell you, he genuinely forgot when it was. A few hundred years of never considering it will do that to a man. It's only recorded in official RAD documents now.

— If he HAD to pick a holiday to celebrate, it would be New Years. Outwardly he tells you it's a good excuse to get blackout drunk and ignore the world, but secretly it's probably the only thing he has left as a measurement of certainty. There will always be a new year, so every year he makes it a goal to see the next one.

   » Aamon — To offset the others, Aamon LOVES holidays. They're his excuses to go all out, to just let loose without a care about his image — after all, no one would blame a demon for indulging in a bit of excess for a big event. You could probably find enough holiday cheer from Aamon in private to make up for 100 dour demons.

— Oh he remembers his birthday. And he hopes you do too. While he wont typically give someone flack for not remembering, it does sting a bit when people forget his birthday especially after he sends a bunch of texts inviting people over to the grand party he throws every year. If you're a party-person, his birthday is not something you'll wanna miss.

— Christmas, when introduced to the Devildom, is his favourite. The expectation to be over-the-top gaudy with decorations and dresswear combined with the act of selflessly giving to others just screams Aamon. You can expect a new yearly party hosted by yours truly, each one with new and unique spins to keep things fresh and memorable. And by Jove he goes above and beyond with beautiful decorations; expect a gorgeous feast for the eyes as well as for the belly when you attend.

   » Shuuji — While he likes holidays, he tends to forget them. He works so much that they tend to sneak up on him and catch him last-minute if he's not explicitly reminded near-daily. Momohime has begun to keep tabs on this and will often leave surprise alarms on his D.D.D with notes so he wont forget.

— He's another serial "hides the birthday date" person. Though he mostly doesn't want people fussing over him or feeling obligated to celebrate his birthday. Plus, a small part of him likes to see if people will try and deduce it and what they would do to learn it thanks to his career as a private investigator in the Devildom.

— If he had to pick a holiday, he'd choose White Day. However he will give back to anyone who gave him something for Valentine's Day, not just those of the opposite gender. For him, the idea of getting a month to prepare a gift to repay those who showed such a simple gesture is one he adores for the sheer delight and surprise it would bring the recipient. He likes other gift-based holidays and birthdays, but White Day feels a lot more personal to him which is what makes it his favourite.

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     » » @kismetkiss dares to ask;  ❝ Barbatos made sure to invite Xavier over, wanting to give his gift in person. He'd go up to the human and hand over the wrapped gift to the human. Inside, Xavier would find rock and metal CDs having heard it something he enjoyed.

"I hope this is to your liking, I had heard these genres were your favorite after all." A smile as he ushers the human to follow after him, where in the dining room an array of food was prepared for his visit.

"I was given permission to prepare this surprise for you as well, I thought this would be a pleasant.... christmas surprise." A light blush dusted the butler's cheeks.

"I do hope you enjoy." ❞

     Unprompted Ask || Always Accepting!

     ›› The initial gift alone got a surprised little gasp out of Xavier; in all the years prior to his arrival to the Devildom, he'd genuinely forgotten what it felt like to receive a gift from someone, let alone a gift actually tailored to him in any fashion. Plus they were genres the two seemed to share, meaning he could make the whole thing even sweeter by listening to them with Barbatos — or so he aimed to do before he was guided elsewhere. Did Barbatos read his mind and want to put them on? The answer he got though left him... speechless at first.

     ›› He was frozen on the spot when his eyes landed on the food laid out before them, Barbatos' words shooting right to the core of the human's heart. For a moment there was no reaction, only silence... and then a few tears snaked down his cheeks. A few more followed, a choked little gasping splutter following, his whole face flush — but not upset. The little smile that clung to his lips told Barbatos that what he had done touched a deep part of Xavier, even if the gesture may have seen mundane to others.

     ❝ Barbatos... ❞ ›› Xavier would exhale before he turned swiftly. Both of his arms threw themselves around Barbatos' torso, pulling him flush for something between a cuddle and a hug as tear-stained eyes buried against the side of his arm.

     ❝ This means so much more... than you know... It's... It's been so long since I... ❞ ›› A small hiccup stopped him as he reached up to dry his tears on his own sleeve, a bit guilty he was getting them on the demon's clothing. ❝ It's been so long since I had... anything for Christmas. Even just being remembered... The fact you did this for me... This means the world to me... Thank you for remembering me... Thank you! I love you so much...! ❞

     ›› It was then he beamed up at Barbatos, his tear-stained cheeks rosy with happiness as he grinned wide despite choking on his breath here and there, sniffling to fight off the runniness of his nose that set in. He really, truly was moved by this; Xavier would certainly need to find a way to pay him back thrice as well now.