#(( cue training montage ))

[snugglyporos]

Mudbray doing his best, trying to get stronger like his buddy Archeops. Wants to change form too! Get bigger! Is there any poros who will help? Poros are great at helping! Will also have after training treats!

Conflict can help! Is very strong! Perhaps is not big, but is poro. Has the strength! Saves the humans! gives the snuggles!

So clearly, just needs to do what conflict does! Do the pushing! and the lifting! Especially with the inspirational music! Is not sure why that part is needed, but the humans like to do it. So it must have some effect!

[imaginalstudio]

ngl celibacy can be challenging. I’m feeling challenged. Instant gratification is cool and all but compound interest??? That mufucka run the world… gotta invest in ur inner G and keep them interest rates (ur sincerity) up.

I say that but part of me really wanna tell lil mama to compound this dick and baptize that boy with the holy water.

👏Chal👏len👏ging

🤐

[atinydragon]

Rat Manor: Hide And Seek

After the day’s incident it’s decided that the rats less experienced with borrowing should get some lessons in it. To Button’s surprise she volunteers!

[masterlist]

"I can't believe you did that!" Button tried to make her voice stern but it came out squeaky as usual. "You know we're not supposed to be seen."

"I know, I'm sorry Button." said Glimmer. The fairies antenna were drooping. They lowered their voice to a whisper "But our new guest smelled like trash and Sam wasn't much better."

"Still..." Button glanced over at the other three fae.

They were standing in a group with Sam explaining to Willow how she found Moss. The pixie in question was standing next to them smiling as her eyes darted around the attic.

"...We're not supposed to be seen." repeated Button.

"Why not?" said Moss.

Both Button and Glimmer jumped. Neither had seen the pixie approach. Even Sam and Willow looked confused as to how she got over there.

"Well giants don't really like us..." Button fidgeted with the end of her dress.

"Giants are really territorial." Willow stepped in. "They don't like others in their space or taking their supplies, no matter how small. Sometimes they don't even seem to realize we're people."

"That's because of the glamour." said Glimmer simply. They looked at everyone's confused faces "Y'know the one that makes giants see us as bugs and literal rats? I've told you about it right Button?"

Button fidgeted. Had Glimmer told her about it before? She couldn't remember ever hearing of it. But what if she said they never did and then she just forgot about it like a terrible friend-

Glimmer sighed and straightened up. “Well. I'm not certain of its exact origins but it's a sort of universal glamour on all fae that disguises our true appearances to giants. To them we look like a normal rodent or insect."

"Is that why that giant didn't react to you?" said Sam to Moss.

"Yep! I was just a big fly." Moss buzzed her wings to make a noise uncannily similar to a fly’s buzz.

"That actually makes a lot of sense, it was probably a defense when we first encountered giants..." Willow trailed off, getting lost in his own head.

"Right, it's a defense thing. I'm sure giants would react far worse to a person in their home than just another bug." said Glimmer.

"All the more reason to not be seen." said Willow as he snapped back into reality "They're likely going to set traps now that they know for certain that pests can get in. Maybe even worst..."

Button gulped and stared at the floor. She felt Glimmer's arms wrap around her shoulders.

"But!" Willow said hastily "This is an old house. It's only natural for there to be hundreds of ways for actual bugs and rats to get in. The giants here have almost certainly accepted that they'll have to deal with them being inside. As long as we don't any more brazen things or let them see us in the pantry we should be fine."

Everyone nodded.

"Good. Tomorrow I'll go scout and see the damage. And hopefully get food, those apples are barely enough for tonight."

Alone? Not even the bravest of scouts in Button’s family had been willing to go alone unless absolutely necessary. Willow didn’t seem stupid to her so he must be quite brave to do this.

Sam cringed at her bag of browning apple chunks. "Wait just you? Weren't you all about as many people going?"

"For food runs yes usually. But this is a scouting run." said Willow. "Also you're... well..."

"A liability, yeah I get it." finished Sam.

An uncomfortable silence followed. Everyone was scowling or looking down avoiding the others eyes or shifting around like they didn't want to stand there anymore.

"I could do stealth training with you guys." Button blurted. She squeaked and covered her mouth. Why did she say that?

"What's that?" said Sam.

Somehow Button's paws lowered on their own "It's something my family did to teach the kids how to sneak around a dwelling. Where to walk, how to hide quickly, that stuff." Button's ears were burning by the time her mouth finally stopped.

There was a pause.

Button curled her tail around her legs. They were not happy at all. She was going to get yelled at.

"Oh yeah that's a good idea. You are very quiet, no offense, so you must have been really good at it." said Sam.

"Yes more sneaky!" buzzed Moss "I like sneaking."

"Then we'll do that." said Willow "I'll go down and scout while Button gives you all a crash course on being stealthy." Once again everyone gave their agreement.

Button blinked, unsure of what just happened.

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"Why'd you let me say that?" Button fussed with her cloth piece, unsure of how to wrap it around her in a professional manner. What even was a professional way to look to teach people how to steal?

"Because I'm not going to tell you to shut up." Glimmer grabbed the cloth and began wrapping it around Button "Especially not when you're being smart. This is a good idea." They tied up the cloth.

"Still... what if they don't listen to me or make fun of me?"

"After what the three of us did without any thought yesterday, none of us have any leg to stand on if you mess up. Besides Sam will be waiting for me to mess up, not you."

"I guess that makes sense." mumbled Button.

"Good. Let's go."

The two fae left the den and headed to the hole.

Moss and Sam were waiting there for them. Willow had already left to hopefully map out the kitchen giant's, or the cook as Glimmer thought she was, schedule.

Button gripped one of her pony tails. The only one she could look in the eye without breaking her neck was Moss. Even Glimmer was suddenly intimidating with the prospect of having to teach them something looming over.

"So what first teacher?" Glimmer winked.

Hopefully Button's mouth was making the normal smile she was trying to get it to. "Well... first is..." she glanced around. How had her mother started these lessons? "Where would you hide if a giant appeared? GO there. Right Now!"

The other three looked startled at the suddenly firm voice that came out of Button's mouth. But then Moss zoomed off and the other two moved as well.

Button had been mentally counting. Once she hit five seconds she spoke, trying to be as loud as she could. "Okay! Stop where ever you are!" She walked forward to begin searching only to stop when she glanced at the hole and saw Sam on the first platform.

Sam grinned sheepishly up at her. "Should have gone down one more huh?"

"That's okay, this would get you out of a giant's way at least. Want to help me find the others?"

"Sure." Sam heaved herself out of the hole.

The two didn't have far to walk until they found Glimmer crammed in between two boxes.

"Well, I guess that hides you from a giant." said Button "Can you get out?"

Glimmer squirmed, doing little to get themselves out. Sam had to pull them out.

It took the trio longer to find Moss. The pixie had hidden herself well. She was only found when Button happened to look up and spot her hanging upside down from the rafters. "That was fun! What's it for?" said Moss once she fluttered down to the others.

"It's a test. But we're not done. Now you all close your eyes, say millipedes five times, and then come find me." said Button.

The others looked confused but did actually do as they were told.

Once they all had their eyes closer Button bolted.

She rounded around a box and headed full tilt towards a bookshelves. Narrowly dodging splinters, she dove under it. Now laying down she moved just enough to get somewhat comfortable on her stomach. And she waited.

Soon she heard the others began to search for her.

Sam and Glimmer were immediately bickering but still moving around. Moss was either silently searching or had gotten distracted.

Time passed and eventually Glimmer and Sam were standing in front of the bookshelf.

"Where is she? Can she turn invisible or something?" said Sam.

"Not that she's told me. But I'm starting to wonder..." Said Glimmer.

"Nope!" Button popped out from under the shelf.

Both fae jumped at her sudden arrival.

"How did you fit under there?" Sam crouched down to look at the small space. "Also why are we playing hide and seek?"

Button stood and brushed herself off "Hide and seek?"

"It's a kids game. One person is 'it' and has to close their eyes and count while everyone else hides. Then the person goes to find them." said Sam.

"Oh. A game?" Button had never done these tests for fun. How rough did Sam live?

"It's so fun! We didn't really take it seriously, at least my siblings never did. My brother, James, would just throw a blanket over himself. Sometimes it would even work, but usually he'd just end up popping up shouting 'boo!' and chasing the seeker. It was great."

Or Sam's family hadn't been as strict as Button's and the game was actually just a game. Button ignored the odd pain she felt from this information "That sounds nice. My family always used it as a way to train kids on how to hide and flee properly. I've never really played it just for fun..."

"Well you can now." said Glimmer "I mean, we have to take it seriously but you're already so good."

"Yeah! You take it easy so you don't completely own us newbies." Sam winked.

Button blushed "Okay."

Moss appeared from nowhere "Can I do the findings now?"

Once the others got over the fright they agreed.

[zestyderg]

Megora does actually try to mentor Aster.

He wasn't a good mentor.

Actually, uhm...

...he was terrible.

He always was unnecessarily violent and barely showed Aster how to actually fight at all. Megora would put down and mock Aster at any given opportunity, and, for his own amusement, had other dinaurians come fight Aster too.

Aster kept pushing themself harder and harder, but they never made any progress. All they earned were several trips to sick bay and a worried Raptin.

Both Raptin and Aster did their best to cover up any wounds Aster had from Dynal. Aster was scared that Dynal would view them trying to receive combat training from another dinaurian as going behind his back, and the last thing they wanted to do was anger one of their only sources of protection from other, more outwardly hostile dinaurians.

[raindingrandom]

Sonic Adventure Fun Fact!

To successfully make the leap into 3D, Sonic the Hedgehog went through intense training daily, while listening to the songs "Gonna Fly Now" and "Eye of the Tiger" on repeat.

This is why video game review websites constantly say that "Sonic had a Rocky transition into 3D".

[chronal-anomaly]

Something something Lena being insanely good at calculus and algebra to the point where she can do it in her head under extreme circumstances but man she doesn't look like she's that kinda person at all

[bulletproofteacup]

I am alive

Now I paint bitches

[scalpel-mom-mori]

wait. so was jingliu inside the coffin tho

[yaekiss]

10 million damage... the source of your power must be all those hats

hell yeah I didn't click that button 50 times for nothing yknow

[ethereal-feline]

Me writing Miraculous Vigilantes 8, relatively wholesome, knowing the angsty 6 is coming out soon

[luminarot]

@n0vembrs said: " we can do this however you want. "

How far they've come from the kids they used to be: worlds and lifetimes apart from gossiping in the cafeteria, from passing notes and laughing in the hall. Those people were long gone, buried in unmarked plots of memory best left untouched by sentimental thoughts of what if and could be — but even those things are a world away, bludgeoned by this state of alternate reality.

The woman before Benji is not the girl he once knew, but he's still glad to have found this version of her. Tactical gear laid out neatly between them, a familiar fiery glint in her eye as she peers over at him in anticipation, she's the mystery that he wants to know; she's the one he needs, now more than ever.

"I want it to be for real," Benji answers, meeting her gaze with determination. It almost makes him miss the rush of friendly competition. "Those things below aren't going to take it easy on me, so you shouldn't, either. Show me how to survive."

[charlesoberonn]

Phineas and Ferb episode idea: After Candace shows her photos of all of her brothers’ creations, Linda thinks that her daughter is a talented graphic artist and signs her up for a competition. Candace is frustrated and about to tell her mom the truth but then Jeremy shows up and he’s like “Wow, Candace, I didn’t know you were a graphic designer. That’s so cool. Btw, my little sister is also gonna be at the graphic design competition.”

Long story short, Candace asks her brothers to help her become a graphic artist for real so she could beat Suzie.

Meanwhile, Doofenshmirtz has gotten tired of designing -Inators so he designed the Comes-Up-With-Inators-Inator to design them for him. The Inator’s creation are a hit among other Evil Scientists who buy them in droves. Doofenshmirtz is then signed by Vanessa to an Evil Contracption Designing competition (held in the same building at the same time as the graphic design competition, of course).

Desperate, he asks Perry the Platypus to help him get his mojo back so he could design -Inators again.

Cue musical montage of Doof and Candace training to learn/relearn their respective art form.

It’s the competition(s). Candace is a nervous wreck, but Jeremy believes in her. Doof is all self-assured and ego-boosted by everyone thinking he’ll win, but then he sees his Comes-Up-With-Inators-Inator (who looks like a robotic him) also signed up for the competition.

While getting ready for the competition, Perry is accidentally almost spotted by Phineas and Ferb. He sneaks behind the curtain to the behind the scenes. That’s when he discovers that the goal of the competition is to design a doomsday weapon. Nervous, he swaps the cards with those of the graphic design competition.

The competition begins. The graphic artists are assigned to design a doomsday weapon while the Evil Scientists are assigned to design a cool band poster.

The scientists are baffled, but they do their best. The Comes-Up-With-Inators-Inator is stuck because it’s physically incapable of drawing anything but Inators.

Meanwhile in the graphic design competition Candace does her best but her brain goes blank. Suzie meanwhile is trying to sabotage her by switching her card back with the card from the other tournament. Unfortunately it’s the card of the Comes-Up-With-Inators-Inator, who now goes to task designing a Doomsday weapon.

The competition is finished. Candace’s work is mediocre, but she wins by technicality for being the only one who drew the correct thing.

Meanwhile at the Evil Scientists competition, the scientists all drew terrible posters except Doof whose poster is beautiful. He’s about to be declared the winner but then the Comes-Up-With-Inators-Inator reveals what it’s been working on, a doomsday machine. Everyone panics, and Perry the Platypus tries to stop the machine, but fails. Then the machine ticks down to 0, and nothing happens.

Turns out the Comes-Up-With-Inators-Inator is terrible at coming up with machines. All of its Inators don’t work. Which unfortunately for Doof results in all of his previously happy customers showing up to complain because their Inators didn’t work either. He asks Perry to help him again, but Perry is already gone.

“There you are, Perry.” “Curse you, Perry the Platypus!”

Despite winning, Candace feels hollow because she only won by technicality and all of the other designers were much better than her. She feels like a fraud. But then Jeremy shows up and asks to buy the rights for her poster, because he thinks it’s really cool. Candace is happy.

The End.

[hijackalx]

Headcanon thingy, but how would the companions + Gortash react to their lover taking a blow meant for them? (Sweetheart survives, but they'll definitely need some time to recover)

this post would get realllyyyy long if i did all the companions so i did the male companions + gortash, but let me know if u want me to do a separate one for the female companions too ��💗

GN!reader, small mentions of violence

GORTASH

he’d prefer for you steer clear of any conflict— he considers it beneath you to get your hands dirty— but he doesn’t like to argue. he imagines one of these times you’ll learn your lesson, meaning he’s fully expecting you to come crawling back after a good whooping while promising to never do it again

when he’s approached by an angry subordinate, shaking their fist and yelling profanities at him, he easily maintains composure— he knows his steel watch could reduce anyone to a skid mark on the earth with a simple command. his scrappy sidekick however…………… 👹

he’s only slightly embarrassed when you jump in front of the aggressor, telling them off for their disrespect. suddenly their anger is directed towards you, resulting in a nasty pop to the face that sends you onto the floor. his eyes widen at the sight of you injured for his sake, and with one sharp inhale, he orders his steel watch to destroy your attacker. (and their family. and their friends. and their acquaintances)

he stays at your side while you get bandaged up, threatening the healer’s life every time you wince. he asks what you learned from this experience, hopeful. you think “i need a thicker skull” probably wasn’t the right answer, seeing as his immediate response is “🗿” LMAO

WYLL

he loves to be the one who swoops in and saves you. it really gives him that “heroic” feeling (even if you have to pretend to be his damsel in distress). you guys are always giving your enemies the ick 😹😹

this all goes to his head though, and he can get a little too cocky— like when he jumps in to take on too many enemies at once, and is clearly having a hard time defending you both. he tries to maintain his heroic persona, but you can’t help noticing how you two are getting backed into a corner

while he’s distracted and putting on a show of chivalry, you see an enemy going straight for his blind spot. it’s too late to retaliate, but you do have enough time to jump out in front of the attack. he watches you fall to the ground in pain, HORRIFIED by the fact that he failed to protect you. he forgets his knightly act in a fit of desperation, fighting as dirty as he needs to so you two have the opportunity to scamper away

he criticizes himself SO badly over your injuries. the hit may have broke your face but his failure broke his soul... 💔 LMFAO. he vows to you that it’ll never happen again, and that he’ll be more vigilant than ever from then on out— cue his extremely rigorous and inspirational training montage

GALE

he usually stays toward the rear during battle, using long range magic attacks while you take care of things in the front. he’s not adept at wearing armor and his robes don’t offer much protection— it’s just smarter this way

now imagine how his feeble wizard bones begin to quake when an enemy sneaks past you and sprints his way with a melee attack LMFAO. he’s a planner, not an improviser, so his brain races a million miles a minute trying to think of which spell to use. he needs to cast something powerful, but your close proximity makes him hesitate

you notice his stutter and quickly reach out to off the enemy. unfortunately, this results in you turning your back to another and opening yourself up to a sneak attack. you’re hit hard, and it takes you out of the fight. luckily, the last enemy has 1 HP, so he can easily finish them off with a hasty bop on the head from his staff 💥

afterwards, he’s STRICKEN with worry, cradling your face and trying to get you to speak to him clearly. once he realizes that your injury is healable, you get whiplash from how fast he switches back and forth between admiration and concern. “that was absolutely amazing! 🤩 ” “I THOUGHT YOU DIED!!! 😵”

ASTARION

you guys are super playful in battle. seeing who can kill the most enemies, doing fun combos together, trash talking (it’s giving legolas and gimli). fights with him on your team are rarely serious

he’s quick and alert, so he’s an expert at dodging attacks— it just so happens that you’re standing behind him one of these times, and you end up taking the full force of the blow in his place. he’s used to teasing you for your misfortunes in battle, so his first instinct is to point and laugh 😭

when you don’t get up and give him a bloodstained grin, he realizes something is seriously wrong. a wave of panic washes over him, and the last thing he remembers is switching into feral vampire mode to get you two out of there safely— i’m talking ripping out throats with his teeth 👹

you’re immediately scolded once you come to; “imagine how bad that could’ve been!”, and “you scared me half to death!”— a.k.a he feels SO BAD for letting this happen LMAO, and he 100% blames himself for not knowing you were behind him. he admits it was his fault after you promise to be more careful, and he promises that he will be too (with a little leg room for fun, of course)

[unshackled-instinct]

Iori said nothing as he picked up the barbell that was just placed in front of him. Grunting as he lifted the weight, he tested it for how it felt in his hands.

It was definitely much heftier.

He repeated the exercise twenty times, just like he did with the last barbell. Now he was building up a considerable amount of perspiration, as his chest was heaving.

Despite his growing annoyance, he knew that he would have to follow Vice's instructions to the letter. Making sure that he has the proper posture, he did the exercise.

One.

Two.

Three.

Eventually, he reached his twentieth rep. It wasn't too bad...but he could go a bit heavier here. He did work up a decent sweat, however.

But now was not the time to rest.

"Bring me something heavier."

[onyourowndaisymae]

hiii could i request a fic/headcannon thingy with the OM brothers and the dateables trying to impress the mc's older sibling? tysm have a great day :))))))

obey me characters meeting and trying to impress your older sibling

hi anon! i hope this request is what you were looking for! i tried to keep it in character for who would actually try to impress your sibling vs. who would just roll with the punches and see what happens. i hope you enjoy!

prompt: you're hanging out alone one night with your partner. a knot twists in your gut. you know he can tell something is wrong, but it seems he's waiting for you to say something first. eventually, you crack, sitting him down in preparation for what you've got to say. he watches you nervously twist your fingers together for a moment before finally speaking your mind.

"do you think you could... meet my older sibling?"

you fill him in on all the details, explaining how your sibling has grown more and more insistent the longer you've been together. he laughs and asks why you were so nervous. well, you see, your sibling isn't exactly the most friendly with anyone you've dated in the past, and you're a little nervous they might, y'know... hate your boyfriend?

Lucifer

interesting.

well, it's not like he's going to worry about it. lucifer has been alive for millennia, met more people than he can count. he is absolutely certain that your sibling will like him. he'll be on his best behavior, bring a gift for good measure, show them just how committed you are to each other. it'll be easy.

at least, that's what he tells himself to stop the incoming stress migraine.

this proud demon needs your older sibling to like him. it's not like they have any say in the relationship, sure, but what if their opinion sways yours? what if your sibling disapproves of him, and you yourself slowly start to grow tired the flaws your sibling finds in him?

he swings from cocky to stress-addled every day until he finally meets your sibling. behind his stoic face, his nerves are starting to get the better of them-- mammon catches him before you both depart and gives him a quiet pep talk to soothe his anxieties. somehow, it works.

but lucifer didn't need any help either way. at the end of the day, the morningstar is a perfect gentleman. he's amazing with your sibling-- attentive, polite, even a bit funny when the mood strikes-- and by the end of the night, your sibling praises your choice in partner. there's a massive weight gone from both of your shoulders as you return to the devildom hand-in-hand.

... not that he was nervous or anything in the first place.

Mammon

he's the great mammon! of course they'll like him! no, his hands aren't shaking, he's just... cold! yeah! it's freezing over here! look over there-- he's totally not distracting you from that terrified look on his face, because the great mammon is not scared of anything!

lies. he's terrified.

he knows that he's a scumbag. as much as he denies it when his brothers toss around insults, he knows there's a long list of flaws written for him and him alone. you, in your infinite kindness and love, might have grown to overlook them. but your sibling? nah, he couldn't sell himself twice. your sibling is going to see right through him.

but the great mammon is not going to give up without trying, hell no! cue an absurd training montage as mammon tries to prepare himself for this meeting. he won't let you see what he's doing-- shoo! shoo! you'll throw him off! you're gonna be so impressed, babe, you'll swoon when you see how cool he is!

the loud music and louder crashing noises coming from behind his locked door do not make you feel any better.

mammon's saving grace is this strange charisma he has. it's what got you interested in him from the beginning, despite his bad attitude and mixed signals. it's honestly what's kept him alive thus far-- if he wasn't charming in his odd, mammon-ish sort of way, there's no way lucifer wouldn't have chopped him up and sold his bones to make furniture by now.

he spends the night trying to impress your sibling in grand, over-the-top ways. this, in and of itself, is charming. it's like watching an enthusiastic puppy wipe out on the hardwood and get up to try again over and over, never once losing the childish optimism behind its big, dumb eyes. at least, that's how your sibling described it.

they ultimately develop a pitying fondness of mammon. he's trying so hard that you can't help but find it endearing, y'know?

Leviathan

this man is scared. shitless.

levi tries to get out of it, then gets mad at himself for being a bad partner, then spirals and thinks they won't like him anyways, then worries that you're going to break up with him because his sibling will hate you and think you're too good for him-- he agrees, but still, he can't bear to see you go--

you're going to have to talk him off the ledge of an impending panic attack at this point. remind him that regardless of what your sibling thinks, you love him. it calms him just enough to get through the rest of the conversation.

honestly, it would be wise of you to wait until closer to the meeting to invite levi, because every single day since your conversation is a unique form of emotional hell for him. he's grieving a relationship that hasn't even ended yet-- he's just certain he's going to screw things up with your sibling.

lucifer has to step in at some point and have a talk with him to make sure he doesn't, y'know... explode into a million pieces in the hallway at RAD or something. he gives him some advice on how to make a good first impression and sends him on his way. that poor guy is so anxious that it's starting to wear off on other members of the house.

when the day finally comes, levi makes absolutely certain that he is as presentable as possible. freshly showered, surprisingly well-dressed (well, by levi standards), and ready to get this over with.

he's... stiff at first, no doubt. he's honestly starting to give your sibling the wrong impression...

somehow, some way, an interest of levi's comes up. maybe it's an anime he likes, or some obscure sea creature he knows a lot about, or something else entirely. but a switch flips in him. leviathan lights up the room as he passionately rambles about whatever interest of his is the current topic.

your sibling, with their initial negative impression of him, ultimately approves after he stops being so damn awkward. it's not like they bite, y'know?

Satan

satan takes your worries in stride and assures you that everything will work out in the end. he feels an unfamiliar hum of what must be anxiety in his chest, but he puts it aside to keep the conversation going.

he addresses a lot of his anxieties with logic. he is smart, well-spoken, attractive... there shouldn't be much about him that puts your family off. yet why does he still feel on edge?

poor thing has yet to learn that many emotions, like love and anxiety, are at times completely and utterly irrational.

he goes to his safe space-- books-- for help. he revisits his favorite "meeting the family" moments in his library and uses those for inspiration. these scenes in the books are never awkward. the protagonist is always suave and perfect, walking through every social situation with practiced grace. that's the energy he aims to channel into meeting your sibling for the first time.

he does his best primping to make sure he feel confident enough to make it through the night. there's a good chance he'll have to shoo asmodeus away, who just adores watching his older brother get all dressed up for a date! satan's just a little embarrassed by the amount of effort he puts in. he's trying to seem effortlessly charming, y'know? anyone knowing just how much work he put in really ruins the effect.

he relaxes a bit when you're by his side. it's a good reminder what this evening is really all about-- you, being proud enough of him as your partner to introduce you to your family. regardless of how things go, you're the most important part of this whole thing.

what can i say, he's charming! satan's very well-spoken and down to earth. your sibling likes him a lot, commenting that you and (the fake name you gave satan, since, y'know, his name is satan) your partner seem like a wonderful pair. he has to agree himself, too.

there's a chance that you might hear them doting over you if you exit the room-- nothing brings people together quite like the things they love.

Asmodeus

asmodeus laughs in the face of this challenge. ha! ha ha! silly you, don't you remember how charming he is? no need to worry, mc. he'll win them over in no time.

asmo needs everyone to like him so much, all the time. this is especially true for your older sibling. clearly they mean a lot to you, otherwise you wouldn't be so nervous about this upcoming dinner. he can't imagine a world where he doesn't win your sibling's heart by the end of the night.

he's genuinely not worried about it in the slightest... until someone makes an unassuming little jab at him. he's telling everyone about the dinner he's so looking forward to, boasting about how he'll have your sibling wrapped around his finger by the end of the night for sure.

maybe it's mammon tossing in a snarky "let's hope they don't find you obnoxious", or satan mumbling a "oh yes, because charming a family member to make them like you is totally boyfriend material", or even levi mumbling something about how people don't usually find narcissism very likeable. regardless of who makes the comment or what it actually is, it cuts deep.

now. we know asmo. under that thick, thick layer of narcissism is someone who is deeply vulnerable, scared, and terrified of rejection. doubt starts to creep in. is asmodeus himself all charm, no substance? do people not actually like him? are all of his accomplishments a product of manipulation?

he decides one night, in a quiet, tear-stained panic, that he will not charm your sibling. he will show them the most genuine version of himself he can muster and hope that it's enough for them-- that it's enough for you.

even without his powers, asmodeus passes your sibling's test with flying colors. he genuinely just likes being around people, and they like him too-- even when he's not using his powers, he still has this magnetic charm that makes you fond of him. this is especially true when he's not putting up airs or going the extra mile to make everyone swoon over him like usual.

there's a massive weight lifted off his shoulders as your sibling bids you both farewell and asks to do this sort of thing again sometime soon. that's approval, baby!

when the evening is over, you best believe he is absolutely going home to rub his success in his brothers' faces. serves them right for making him worry!

Beelzebub

immediately very nervous about the food situation. in the devildom, he can eat whatever he wants. but on earth?? he can't!! what if he gets you kicked out of somewhere, or his stomach starts growling, or, or--

you have to reassure him that you've got a backup plan in case of emergency, and that you'll make sure he doesn't starve. after all, you don't have the funds to clean up a mess like that on earth. only with your reassurance can he focus on what the meeting actually entails.

family is everything to beelzebub. he's honestly really happy that you love him enough to introduce him to yours. so rest assured that he will do everything in his power to ensure he makes a good first impression.

he spends a lot of time at the gym to work off his nervous energy. this teddy bear just really loves you so much and wants the night to go just how you want it that sometimes it makes his hands shake a little.

there's a good chance that he goes to belphegor to ask for advice. belphegor is famously unhelpful with these kinds of things, but he does pass along a good nugget of wisdom from underneath a thick blanket-- "they love you already, right? just show their sibling why. be yourself or whatever that corny ass saying says."

the execution could use some work, but at the end of the day the sentiment still stands. be yourself, beel, because you're a sweetheart!

and a sweetheart he is the entire meeting. bonus points if your older sibling has a dog or children-- he's fantastic with those. kids love to climb all over him like a jungle gym. a little foot to the stomach or side doesn't phase him one bit.

he's also just very kind and thankful to your sibling for making the time to meet him, as well as thanks them for taking care of you growing up. he's just really happy things turned out this way. of all the millions of different timelines that could have happened, he's glad he's in this one, with you, watching the sun set and enjoying an evening with those you love the most.

Belphegor

belphegor, in all honesty, doesn't really care what your sibling thinks. what're they going to do, march down to the devildom and split you up? demand you break up like a controlling parent? he doesn't have the energy to worry about such inane bullshit.

like a lot of things with belphie, he finds himself caring explicitly because you care.

you want your sibling to like him? fine. he can't promise prince charming or anything, but he'll give it a try for you.

he doesn't really do a whole lot of mental prep. he's lucky in that way-- less strung out and anxious about things he can't control than some of his other brothers. he does, however, physically prepare more than any of the others.

by that, i mean he practically hibernates a few days before meeting your sibling. he knows one of his biggest flaws is how often he sleeps, so he's hoping he can get enough sleep to fend it off for one day.

one major advantage belphegor has is his sense of humor. this man is funny. his jokes are dry and snarky, easy to miss at times; if your sibling has a sarcastic sense of humor, they think he's hilarious. if, for some reason, his jokes don't land, he'll tone them down for the night. you'll get to hear all of them on the way home, though.

the evening ends as belphie's energy truly runs out. he leans into your shoulder and fights hard against his dropping eyelids. if your sibling asks, he mumbles something about being anemic and tries to force himself to wake up. this is your cue to wrap the night up.

your sibling walks away with the impression that belphegor is a bit of a shithead (correct). whether or not they say this with affection is another thing entirely. regardless, though, he's a shithead that loves you and makes you happy, so really, what more can they ask for?

Diavolo

there are two concurrent thoughts happening when you share this information with him.

one part of him is already sure that your sibling will approve of him without a doubt. he's royalty, after all-- he's got amazing manners, he's well-spoken, and very respectful of anyone he meets. these are some of the most essential qualities to making a future king.

the other part of him is very invested in your sibling liking him for one main reason: diavolo absolutely intends to be your family one day and he wants to establish a good relationship with his in-laws from the jump.

he doesn't spend nearly as much time preparing for anything as he does dreaming about how the meeting will go between stacks of the most boring paperwork in all of the three realms. this man craves domesticity because it was so limited as he grew up in the castle. he wants dinner with in-laws, visiting your aging grandparents, waking up early to attend your niece or nephew's soccer games. he's selfish in that way and he knows it. he wants everything with you.

unfortunately for him, diavolo cannot change certain things about himself to blend in better in the human world. most notably, he's massive. it's certainly a bit off-putting to even the most open minded people when you walk in hand-in-hand with goliath. hopefully your sibling doesn't comment on it.

but diavolo's booming laugh and high-beam grin are sure to enchant the most stubborn of older siblings. there's a certain electricity in watching him let his hair down, abandoning the weight of the "future king" title and spending the evening not as a ruler but your partner. he's effortlessly fun and charming. you find yourself enchanted with him again by the end of the night. he's really incredible, huh?

diavolo is already asking to do this again soon as you guys say your goodbyes. with those hopeful eyes staring at them in anticipation, how could your sibling ever refuse such an attractive offer?

Barbatos

... is there any universe in which your sibling wouldn't like barbatos? look at him. he's perfect.

the only issue i could see arising here is if your sibling is very animated and finds your partner quite stiff and humorless. a shame, because barbatos has a sharp wit and sharper tongue-- but i digress.

barbatos is not anxious about this meeting. this is mostly because of who he is as a person. anxieties roll off of him like water off a duck's back. he's comforting in that way. it helps that his hands are always busy.

he spends the night before making the best cake you've ever tasted, along with a few other offerings, to the meeting. he's not worried about making a bad impression, of course, but he's not opposed to greasing the wheels a little either.

he looks wonderful when you go to leave. there's an air of sophistication around him at all times, and yet when he's of-duty, you notice something else about him: a sense of ease as he takes your hand. a small, almost humored smile pulls at his lips. in that moment, you know there's nothing to worry about.

and of course, you're right. barbatos is a true gentleman. he strikes a perfect balance between offering his help and letting your sibling flex their hosting skills. truly a perfect houseguest.

the only dubious moment comes when your sibling, after barbatos once again wows with his effortless perfection, calls him an angel. the demon's lips quirk into a small smile at the irony, just for a moment, before thanking your sibling and continuing the conversation. your sibling seems to notice the strange reaction but thankfully does not press further. he does bring it up on the way home, though-- that smile returns, this time intentional and humored as the corners of his mouth turn upwards. angel. how interesting.

diavolo bypasses the butler immediately and asks you how the meeting went, knowing barbatos won't provide him with the juicy details he wants. you hate to disappoint his highness, but the evening went swimmingly.

Simeon

simeon is an angel of the lord. hand-crafted by god, built as an ideal specimen, he does not fret over the opinions of many.

then why, pray tell, does he care so much about your older sibling liking him?

there is a supernatural charm about him. even the most irritable of people soon find themselves fond of the angel. in that regard, he's grateful. but he doesn't want to rely on his blessing. he wants your sibling to like him for who he actually is. their approval quickly becomes a symbol of prosperity for your relationship-- if your sibling somehow took issue with him, then that must be a sign from Father that your love wasn't made to be. he trusted in the heavenly plan, after all.

that trust did come with a lot of nausea, though. this angel did not like the idea that someone could think you shouldn't be together.

his mood in the coming days is a little off. he's less quick-witted, a bit more distracted, just generally sort of out of it all. it starts scaring luke and solomon. the vibes in purgatory hall are completely off when simeon's not in a good mood like usual.

he spends the night before baking with luke to make some treats to bring to the meeting. he's hoping that your sibling has a sweet tooth-- if not, he's screwed.

simeon, of course, has nothing to worry about. he's just so damn likeable! he's sweet and polite to everyone, no matter how abrasive your sibling may be. watching him interact with them makes you fall in love with him all over again.

your sibling likes him. of course they do. he's wonderful to them and to you all day. if they particularly like him, they might even mention that he's a keeper-- bonus points if it's in front of him. that'd make his whole month.

Solomon

solomon doesn't really care much about the whole "meeting the family" dance other couples have to worry about. he's been around your much longer than any other human could hope to live. that sort of existence doesn't foster a family or long-term friendships. he doesn't really have anyone that matters enough to him to gain their approval of your relationship, so, in a sense, he doesn't think about how important meeting your older sibling is to you.

when you explain it, he sort of passively agrees to the meeting. he'll try his best, stay on his best behavior, yadda yadda, but there's no part of him that would be heartbroken if something came up and you had to cancel. he just doesn't have those strong familial attachments that you do.

he doesn't seem very invested in the whole thing-- that is, until you say you're worried your older sibling might not like him, seeing as how they haven't been fond of anyone else you've dated.

oh. oh. so that's a challenge, is it?

solomon will not be losing, in that case. you best believe from this moment onward that he's putting in maximum effort to get your sibling to be his #1 fan. his social skills are a bit rusty at times-- that's why many call him "devious" and "off-putting" and "a menace to the three realms", whatever that's all about-- but he'll brush them off and prepare to charm the shit out of your older sibling.

when the meeting finally comes, he's all smiles. if they knew him better, the kindness would make him seem like a wolf in sheep's clothing, all razor sharp teeth as he lulls you into a false sense of security. it's not that he's trying to be manipulative or anything. solomon just has this way about him that makes everything he does seem at least a little shady. but you can tell that he is actually trying to be friendly and kind, even if it is just for the sense of satisfaction that comes from winning.

he'll tease you on the way home about how you doubted him from the beginning. your sibling likes him, so what were you so worried about, silly? solomon would never let something like that slide.

that night, you catch his expression shift when he thinks you're not looking-- just for a moment, there's a sense of real, genuine relief on his face from knowing that he made a good impression.

[peaches2217]

ൠ- random headcannon for the bros?

(This is in reference to that ask post you reblogged)

ൠ - random headcanon

Mario's a coffee drinker and Luigi prefers tea. While Luigi's also happy to drink coffee, however, Mario really doesn't care for tea; for some reason, hot leaf water is significantly less palatable to him than hot bean water.

Peach loves tea as well, something she and Luigi bonded over early on. The first time the bros had tea and cakes with her, Mario forced himself to down a cup so he wouldn't appear rude (and because he was lowkey jealous of how happy Luigi's shared interest made Peach because at this point he was deeply infatuated with her but still unaware for the most part) but he couldn't hide the disgust on his face; when Peach offered to have something else brought for him, he panicked and blurted out that no, it was just different, but he actually loved tea and thought this tea in particular was delicious and he'd love to try more.

By the time the bros were back home, Mario had convinced Peach that he was a tea connoisseur as well, and she'd promised to provide plenty of it for him. Mario's pride wouldn't let him back out. Cue an intensive multi-week training montage set to the Rocky soundtrack, except instead of training for a boxing match, it's just Luigi making all sorts of teas for Mario and cheering him on as he slams each cup back like shots until he can confidently say the taste no longer bothers him. Peach still has no idea he only learned to enjoy tea for her sake.

Swinging back around to coffee, Mario prefers his black, the stronger the better. Luigi can drink black coffee, the bitterness doesn't bother him, but he thinks it's kind of boring. The fun in tea is the variety! So he prefers a similar variety in his coffee and likes to experiment with various add-ins and flavors. You will see him sipping on a pumpkin spice latte every autumn.