#I want to noogie that demon

[midnightwind]

I have had Lucanis for five minutes and I want to gnaw on him

put that little man in a jar and shake it

[irishmammonagenda]

How I Think The Obey Me Boys Would React to The Rumours™️

Summary: Rumours have been floating around the Devildom. Rumours about a certain Angel and Sorcerer...how will the demon brothers react? Word Count: haha great question Content Warnings: probably just swearing tbh Disclamer: This will probably not make a lot of sense unless you've read this fic here for context, but ykw life doesnt make sense you do you <3

[dateables & co version]

post dividers by @cafekitsune their post dividers r really cool check them out! (also sorry for the tag!!)

You had left the Sorcerers' Society feeling quite flustered, but also extremely pleased with yourself. Take that Solomon. You grin. In all the excitement of the following days, you'd forgotten about the rumour you had accidentally spread around the Devildom. Perhaps you shouldn't've pretended to be Archangel Michael to gain entry....

💙💙LUCIFER💙💙

When Lucifer heard the news from Beel, he was in the student council room, he turnt his D.D.D off and just placed his head in his hands.

Was this some elaborate scheme by Solomon to gain a pact with him?

Lucifer wasn't sure he even wanted to know.

Sighing; he pulled on his coat and traversed to Purgatory Hall where Michael was staying.

"Michael." The Avatar of Pride stood leaning against the kitchen counter, everyone else in Purgatory Hall was at RAD, so the Angel and Demon were alone. "Oh Jesus Christ!" The Angel in question brings a hand to his heart in mock dramatics, "Warn a guy next time Lucikins!" "..." The Silence was palpable. "...Lucikins?" Lucifer gritted out, his eye twitching. "Michael. This is not the time for your games. I am the Avatar of Pride and a Prince of Hell, show me some respect." Michael merely raised an arched eyebrow, a shit-eating grin on his face as he quickly closed the distance between them, pulling the Avatar of Pride into an ironclad headlock, bringing his other arm over with a clenched fist and messing up Lucifer's hair. "I'm sure you are Lucikins, but you're still my adorable little brother." Lucifer pushes his hands out in an attempt to get away, but even he had to admit, Michael had always been stronger than him. "Michael." The younger protests, "I swear to Lord Diavolo if you do not let me go, I will-" Michael interrupts him, pausing his brotherly tormenting to wipe a tear from his ruby red eyes. "-Ahh! You must've missed me so much, poor Wittle Wucifer! Always so heavy on the teenage angst!" Lucifer growled in a way too similar to Satan when he first fell. Like father, like son. "I don't have teenage angst. Now unhand me you bastard!" "Oh please! The amount of times I caught you in the Celestial Realm listening to My Chemical Romance and Panic at the Disco on repeat speaks for itself! And the eyeliner! Just because the others were too young to remember doesn't mean I was baby brother! Don't think I don't remember the wolf-cut!" Lucifer's eye twitches so hard he worries for his socket. He cab't even refute it. "You are two minutes older than me! And besides! I came here to talk about the rumours of you dating Solomon!" "The What." Michael immediately ceases all noogie-ing, his grip loose enough for Lucifer to slip through his arm. He scowls, smoothing the wrinkles from his suit and beginning to fix his hair. He moves a safe distance away from his older (estranged) brother. "The rumours of you showing up during a Sorcerers' Society meeting and making out with Solomon on his lap. Ring a bell?" Michael, for the love of him, just looks confused. "But I've never even-" He blinks slowly a few times. "I am going to kill MC." Lucifer, even with the ego bruising he had just endured, laughs, partly out of sheer relief, he doesn't want to imagine what a Solomon Michael duo could be capable of. But of course it was you. It always was.

💛💛MAMMON💛💛

HUH???!!!

This poor man's confusion is so strong.

He doesn't want to think about Michael's lovelife. Or Solomon's for that matter.

He immediately rushes to tell you.

"Oi! MC!" Mammon shoves his way into your room like he was auditioning for the walking dead, as per usual, he wasn't aware of the marvellous invention of knocking yet. You quickly closed you laptop lid, and placed the device down beside you on the bed, lest he saw the Archangel Michael/King Solomon 100k, Slowburn, Angst with a Happy Ending you were writing on HellO3. “Hi Mams!” Mammon scurries onto your bed like the floor is lava, resting his chin on your thigh and looking up at you with his usual puppy eyes. “Yer not gonna believe this MC.” He says seriously. "What's up?" You tilt your head, bringing a one of your hands to ruffle your First Man's hair, he leans into the touch happily before jumping up and acting like he wasn't. "Well, 'pparently Michael's after starting te date Solomon. Can ye believe it?" Mammon makes a face. "Michael...wi' Solomon...I don' wanna believe it...just...its mingin'..." You laugh nervously, "I don't think Michael's dating Solomon, Mams....someone must've uhh..." You hold in a laugh. "It's probably just a succubi or someone looking for chaos." Mammon nods seriously, laying his head back on your lap. "Yer prolly righ' MC." You pet his hair again, "Wanna watch a movie or something, Mams?" "Pffft- Of course ya would wanna watch a movie wi' the Great Mammon...alrigh' huma-...Angel...I'll allow it...!" He says with his usual bravado, it was almost convincing, if he hadn't nuzzled further into your hand, and he wasn't looking at you like you were the one reason his pulse was still going.

🧡🧡LEVIATHAN🧡🧡

He finds out after the first chapter to a certain Archangel Michael/King Solomon fanfic was published. Yes he is subscribed to your HellO3 account, and yes! he has emails turnt on.

What kind of person would he be if he didn't read his Henry's fanfics?!

He throws his phone across the room.

When he finally wills himself to get up and retrieve it, he takes a screenshot and starts texting you frantically.

You're lazing about on your bed dong nothing, you'd just posted the first chapter of THE FORBIDDEN FRUITS: A GAY ROMANCE STORY THAT TRANSCENDS REALMS five minutes previous when your DDD began vibrating at such a speed you almost made a very unfunny sex joke. You pick up your DDD and sure enough, its Levi, heh; so he is subscribed to your HellO3 account! Leviachan <3: MC WHAT IS THIS NDVNRO DID YOU WRIT E FNAFICTION AOBOUT MCIAHEL AND SOLOMOMN You grinned. You: Fnaf fiction? Good idea for an AU! Leviachan <3: VFIBNODNORNGVNO MC IM LOOKING ON FORUMS WDYM THERES A RUMOU R ABORUT SOLOMON AND MICHAEL DATING You: In my defense, it was Solomon's fault. There's no response for 10 minutes, until your DDD pings again. Leviachan <3: Why is the fanfic good Leviachan <3: I MEAN OFC ITD BE GOOD, YOU WROTE IT BUT Leviachan <3: ITS SO Leviachan <3: THE CHARACTERS ARE SO COMPELLING AND THE PLOT IS SO GOOD RJRGNVDON Leviachan <3: AND THE TENSION??!! You grinned, you could always count on your Lord of Shadows to hype up your degenerate fanfics. You: thanks <3 satan's helping me write it, wanna help? Leviachan <3: I don't think I could write as good as you guys, im just a stinky smelly worthless otaku :( You: nuhuh. >:( Leviachan <3: But if you wanted... I could maybe beta-read??? You: OFC YOU CAN LEVI TANK YOU <33333 Leviachan <3: Haha tank LMAO ROFL You: I can never mispell anything around anyone in this house You kicked your feet like a catholic school girl holding hands with a boy for the first time in her life, knowing Levi probably was too.

💚���SATAN💚💚

This man has a web of connections.

He found out almost as soon as the rumour started.

Like Mammon, he immediately finds you to tell you

Unlike Mammon, he actually knocks

granted he knocks for a second before just opening your door so he could've just not knocked and it would've had the same affect.

"Hello MC" "Mornin' Satie...What time's it?" You rub your eyes tiredly, having just woken up from a nap, you sit up and blink at him slowly with sleepy eyes. Satan can't stop himself from cooing, he movies towards your bed and ruffles your hair like you're a cat, you lean into the touch. "Sorry for waking you, dear..." You yawn. "You're fine Satie...what'd you need?" "Have you heard the rumours that Michael and Solomon are secret lovers-" Suddenly you're wide awake. "Oh no. Oh no no no." Satan raises a brow, "What's wrong, MC?" You grin sheepishly, "I maybe might've accidentally not on purpose started that rumour?..." Satan laughs in your face. Handsome bastard. "It's not funny!" "It is a little funny..." You gasp, eyes lighting up mischievously, "We should write a fanfic!" Satan tilts his head, "And why would we do that?" "Because the world deserves a Slowburn Michael x Solomon fic?" "Nope." "Pleaseee Satan! I'll pay you!" "Nope." "It'll annoy Luci?" "Tempting..." "I'll give you a kiss?" "I'm in. Let's write the best Michael x Solomon the Devildom's ever seen." You shake Satan's hand. Maybe you should've been reincarnated as a demon.

🩷🩷ASMODEUS 🩷🩷

Finds out through one of his gossip circles relatively fast.

He wants to get more details so he can tell you later! <3

By far one of the more supportive brothers

So he finds Solomon, who knows maybe he could give some advice!

Michael was strange, but he was always nice to Asmo growing up in the celestial realm, he might as well make sure one of his best friends is treating his former brother right <3

"Hiya Sol!~" Asmo smiles excitedly, pulling the sorcerer in for a hug, pouting when he pulled away again. "I cant believe you never told me! Ugh~...you must've been scared I wouldn't accept you!~ Poor thing...~" Solomon blinks slowly, his usual shit-eating grin replaced with pure confusion, lost in his own rant, Asmo doesn't notice. "Well! You have my blessing!~" "For what?" "For your relationship with Michael, silly!~" Asmo giggles, Solomon takes a deep breath. "For my what." A pause pauses all sound for a moment, only for a moment, before like all other moments, they begin the cycle of movemnt again. Solomon nods rather calmly, "Maybe I shouldn't have turnt MC into a sheep....or maybe I should do it again as payback...." He says to himself Asmo sighs, so it was just a rumour then....

He does still post a link to your fanfic on his Devilgram story, because he's so supportive! <3

No one tell Michael, or Lucifer pretty please

❤️❤️BEELZEBUB❤️❤️ & 💜💜BELPHEGOR💜💜

Being a member of the Anti-Lucifer League, Satan told Belphie who told Beel after taking a nap.

Beel, being the absolute legend that he is didn't really have any opinions on it. As long as they're happy :)

Belphie sits in on the fanfic plot planning sessions you and Satan host, with Beel sometimes joining and giving surprisingly interesting plot twists.

Belphie cackles when Beel tells Lucifer of the rumours, shortly before the first chapter of Forbidden Fruits is published.

Satan and You stand by the whiteboard in the attic, various spider diagrams and bullet points are written messily upon it, only this time, it's not a plan to 'prank' Lucifer. (Are they really pranks if they never succeed?) The sound of munching can be heard as Beel works away happily on a bag of crisps, offering everyone some as you work. "What if we made Solomon run after Michael in the rain." Belphie drawls out lazily, not even looking up from where he lies beside Beel. You stare at Belphie, "What is with you and the people chasing after people in the rain trope?" Belphie sticks his tongue out at you in response. Beel shakes his head. "That wouldn't be accurate. Michael hates getting his hair wet." Belphie smiles, "Good point Beel." Satan makes a sound of contemplation. "What if...we had Michael chase Solomon in the rain instead? The fact he hates getting his hair wet could show just how much he loves Solomon..." You laugh, imagining the scene in your head. "But why is Michael chasing Solomon?" Belphie smirks, "Because Michael said something bad about humans during a fight, Solomon got upset and ran like a maiden." Beel stops munching on his snacks, looking down approvingly at his twin. "That's really smart Belphie." "Thanks Beel." Belphie grins. "Yeah Belph, your angstiness is really paying off." You tease. "Oh shut up MC." He glares at you, but there's no real weight behind it. "Theyre right you know." Satan smirks. "I heard you blasting Paramore and MCR earlier." "Its good music!"Belphie says definsively. "Besides, it keeps me awake. Goodnight." He mutters, laying his head on his twins lap before closing his eyes. Five minutes of silence later, Beel opens his mouth, "He does wear eyeliner a lot when he's in our room y'know?" "Beel!" You and Satan laugh, Beel just smiles happily at everyone getting along. Belphie devises a plan to make you dream pigeons are going to take over the world tonight as payback.

im on a Lucifer being bullied by Michael spree rn 🧍‍♂️ also you can't convince me that Satan and Belphie aren't soso similar to Lucifer bc at the end of the day they're all just angsty emo teens &lt;3

[hell-drabbles]

can u expand on companions relationship with the healer devils? would they be friends with any other devil?

There's not much I know about the other healer devils, since I don't think we've met them in the main story, but here is my vague thoughts that are pretty much subject to change.

I uh, I do go on a tangent. There be a loooot of words. If anyone has little headcanons about the healer devils and the companion interacting, by all means, tell me. I love hearing it.

So, the companion, stiff and semi-reckless as they are, they pretty much have those older sibling vibes going on. Can and will get fiercely protective of the people they care about, as I've written before with their weird, weeeeird relationship with Ra-on. That being said, I would imagine that the healer devils have a certain set of priorities that would keep them from distracted by their own desires, or at least have them restrict themselves in such a way that they don't act first on what they want but what others need. By this point in time, I would imagine that the Companion is ready for every type of demon weirdness, so they were ready for something that will grate on their nerves.

Yes yes, they're real weird, as is every other devil in Hell, but these healer devils don't treat the Companion like an after-thought just because Ra-on is there. I would imagine that the Companion had a minor injury on them because of Ra-on obliviousness, and the healers immediately focused on their injury and passed by Ra-on to heal them, or at least make sure it isn't worse. Don't know which healer it'll be, but it'll be someone.

I'm pretty sure that the devils under Lucifer initially were infatuated by Ra-on, but they don't really let this infatuation get in the way of their purpose in life. Ra-on doesn't get special treatment if they're not heavily injured. I would imagine this infatuation would be quick to fade though, because their priorities allow them to see Ra-on from a distance in a way that every other devil doesn't. They're able to see the bigger picture in that way, and they end up seeing the patterns. The subtle ways Ra-on subconsciously manipulates people to grab more attention. And the jealousy. Oh the jealousy. They see that too.

So, in a weird way, they're kind of glad that Lucifer doesn't react all that well to Ra-on, so their distance to him can be excused as just them following the will of their king. And this awareness of Ra-on is something that they can talk about with the Companion. Mind you, they don't rant and trash-talk Ra-on, they talk about him to the Companion from a place of concern, which is something the Companion deeply appreciates.

Out of all the devils, I would imagine the healers are most aware that Ra-on and the Companion have a home in the human world. As such, they're not going to force them to stay here.

But yeah, sorry about that Ra-on tangent, but it is important to the Companion that the healers have a distance but don't put on rose-tinted glasses around him. That they keep to their boundaries and Ra-on's. Because man, the other devils just keep wearing him down under the excuse that "it's what you truly want, right? I can feel it," further feeding into his learned helplessness.

Anyways, Gamigin is that certain kind of optimistic air-headed-ness about him that makes the Companion ruffle his hair. Never change, you funky little dragon. Can and will give him head noogies if he's being a cheeky thing, all the while smiling. At first, was certainly off-put by just how loud his is, but eventually they come to understand his loudness comes from the sheer amount of love and hope he has for the people around him. He's loud because his emotions are just that strong and it becomes endearing to the Companion. Will only tell him to pipe down if they're suffering from a headache or migraine.

Gamigin, in turn, I feel would be the kind of just, always want to be touching the Companion? Not in a sexual way, but in that cat/dog kind of way? You get what I mean? Pet behavior. He has pet behavior written all over him. Wants to be pressing shoulders, or brushing past them when he can, like tapping on their back or shoulder to get their attention, or even just calling their name just because he likes it.

Though, the first time Gamigin tried to lick up the Companion's tears(probably of pain, they're not much of a crier and if they do cry, they tend to hide away), they kicked him instinctively, because they do not like anyone or anything suddenly approaching their face. They've been in a number of fights here and back in the human world, so they're kinda primed to protect their face first, ask questions later.

"Are you 75% bladder?" Was pretty much the first they said to Jjok, because I'm very sure they scared him because Jjok said something that offended them that caused him to pee. And afterwards, once the annoyance dies down, it becomes a "Alright, let's get you to bed, little old man," just to annoy him. And even grabs him by the scruff like a cat when he's being extra cranky. But that's about the extent of how they annoy him. The Companion is pretty well aware of how the stress basically permanently cut down his stamina, so they don't really think he's an old man. Jjok is pretty well tuned to the Companion's crankiness, especially when the bad mood stems from just being mentally and physically exhausted. So, he'll usually attempt to try and open an opportunity for the Companion to just relax somewhere, even if all the attention ends up scaring the piss out of him.

Now, Lucifer, well, you already seen the way they interact with one another. It's the equivalent of watching two cats from different colonies relax in the same spot until they just, become friends. They're both enjoy peace and quiet, and if they want to be truly alone just for a bit, all they have to do is ask and they'll both respect the other. Of course, considering how Lucifer was when he first treated Ra-on, the very obvious distaste upon the first meeting put a real sour taste in the Companion's mouth. But, given Lucifer's attempts to get to know Ra-on better so as to get rid of this bias, the Companion was willing to let it slide with a sigh. If he's dealing with it, then the Companion won't rip him a new one verbally. At least he's trying, unlike the other devils who are more than willing to give Ra-on their affection based on that connection to Solomon, all the while claiming they're just seeing Ra-on for who he truly is.

Certainly, it's a different kind of bias, but still, it's a bias and it's annoying to the Companion all the same. Judging Ra-on because of his connection to Solomon and not because of his own person, that gets to the Companion.

And Lucifer being Lucifer, finds it endearing, watching a friend defend another friend he doesn't particularly like. So, because of the way the Companion acts around Ra-on, Lucifer would start inviting the both of them together, if only so they're both comfortable when in his presence. And it was a good thing too that he did that, because then he could compare Ra-on with the Companion vs Ra-on without. Without the Companion around, Ra-on becomes a little more reckless, and so things just, slip. He's a little more clumsy, a little more easily hurt and more easily brought to tears.

The Companion isn't an awkward person to talk to and isn't the type to fill the silence up with words just to distract themselves. In fact, they're not a nervous individual at all, and their self-confidence is certainly a thing to be admired. Makes them feel not at all fragile, and that makes Lucifer inclined to be around them more. Sure, sure, he likes the general noise his people in Paradise Lost make, but even he gets tired of it, especially when they're clamoring for praise from him.

Once the Companion's initially distaste goes away and they get a general grasp on how Lucifer is as a person, it becomes easy for the both of them to just enjoy the little things while being in the same place. Out of all the devils, Lucifer would probably be the one to understand that most of their anger and frustration comes out of a place of love and not loathing. Will not treat them like a child that's interesting to watch.

I know that Ra-on will eventually do something that'll temporarily drive the Companion away for a bit so they don't break his nose. Perhaps brought up an old argument, imply that the Companion has always looked down on him, or just berate himself during an argument because it's better to make yourself small and harmless. Either way, Paradise Lost is a land that Ra-on feels like doesn't welcome him, and yet the Companion doesn't look out of place at all in here. It's going to get to him and it's real fun to think about.

I don't know much about the other healers honestly. Companion is likely very grateful for the rules and head-up coming from Marbas about what sorts of things they can and can't do. Sure, they raise an eyebrow at how easily horny he gets, but at least he's not outright jacking it in front of them, so he can be as horny as he wants. Morax, the Companion gets real concerned for sometimes, but eventually comes to accept that this is just his regular state of being, as unhealthy as it was. They get a sense of "regular injured" Morax and "overdoing it injured" Morax. That's not normal, what happened? Type of thing. And Buer... I think it's a rather professional type of relationship, where when chaos happens, you can see Buer and the Companion just, sitting it out, eating their snacks and perhaps playing a board game when it looks like the chaos will be lasting longer than usual.

[666herescared]

Imaginary Shadow Dad)Ch.10: Acceptance

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  Notes: Just rounding out the PBS era. Mk is finally happy and mentally stable.. But not for long! Mwahahaha!

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  “Con-Graduations, Mk!” Mei joked with a wink as she pulled her little brother into a hug. 

  He grinned like an idiot and chuckled happily as he hugged her back and spun her around, startling the dragon. Of course, she was used to this, so she calmed down and pulled back to return to her feet and spun him round and round in turn. He yelped but got right into giggling happily moments later. He pulled her closer, off her feet, and sprung himself forward to flip over her head playfully. “Thanks Mei!” he exclaimed teasingly, bending down a little to look down at her while she was on the ground.

  She didn’t move. What? Had he hurt her? The Little Monkey crept closer- and got yanked off his feet and pulled to the ground with a scream and laugh. “You Little Monkey! We aren’t supposed to wrestle on the road!” the dragon girl cackled, pulling him closer to her in a sort of pseudo hug to give him noogies. He cackled happily in her arms as she mussed up his hair, kicking his feet with glee. 

  His dads approached the duo shortly after, Mr.Tang giggling to himself and Pigsy sighing with no real disappointment and tons of amusement. “Yeah. You aren’t supposed to wrestle on the road, so get over here! It’s time for your appointment.” the pig demon claimed, trying to be serious but honestly so happy that the Monkey Kid was finally happy pretty consistently.

  “Aww, really? Already?” Mei pouted.

  “Yea, Jie Jie. We’re still up for sparring later though, right?” Mk asked, slipping away from the dragon with a goofy smirk.

  “You know it, dude! See ya later!” she exclaimed, giving him a good strong hug before calling her bike and zipping off. He waved at her as she drove off, then hopped around playfully as he ran back over to his dads’ truck. His parents snickered as they followed behind, relief and almost aww in their expressions. Their sweet little boy was finally bouncing around like he used to. 

  With a stupid grin, his Ba Ba called towards him, “Xiao Houzi! Slow down! Pigsy’s falling behind.” 

  “Wait, what?!” Dadsy asked incredulously, causing his husband to sprint ahead. “Come back here, ya freeloader!” he called as he chased Mr.Tang.

  “On second thought, RACE YOU THERE! AGH!” the scholar yelped as he was caught by his husband.

  Mk snickered at their interaction, though quickly Pigsy’s competitive side caused him to join the race, though that competitive side was shared by his young boy. The shadow trails at his feet flicked playfully, yet went unnoticed in the boy’s excitement, as he began to parkour down the street, back to the truck. He was far faster than his parents even could be - at least now in their “old” age. He landed in the open doorway of the truck and gave a teasing wink before slipping inside and hunkering down into the gap behind Mr.Tang’s seat.

—

  Today's session with his Shu Shu was one of the unique ones. Sandy was taking him fishing on his house boat. Mk used two teabags of plum tea, as he'd been doing for years now, and Sandy just used a single green tea teabag.

  They calmly sipped their tea and talked about Mk’s plans for the future, starting with the spirit asking, “So, are you still planning on being a cartoonist?”

  The Little Monkey paused for a moment, then shook his head. “No. I think I’ll just help Pigsy out around the shop and draw whatever I feel like. It’s easier that way.” he claimed with a shrug, looking at the water flowing past the ship.

  “Hm. Just wondering, what happened to wanting your name to be known?” Sandy questioned patiently, though he already knew the answer. 

  The young man thought for a moment, wondering when he brought that up, then remembered. “Honestly? I only wanted my name to be known so that Shadow Dad could know what I’ve been up to, but something tells me he doesn’t need my help for that.” He placed a single hand behind his ears- ear to show what he meant. 

  Sandy figured it out quickly and chuckled merrily at the statement. “Oh! Hehe! You’re probably right.” He sipped his tea, satisfied with the answer.

  “Not to mention, Pigsy’s always wanted me to take over once he's gone.” Mk mentioned. He was glad he didn't have to do that too soon though. He might not be a kid anymore, but he wants a while before he has to take on that sort of responsibility.

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  After his session, Mk decided to walk to the park instead of riding in his dads’ truck. After all, it was a nice, bright, sunny day. The shadows were cast in such a way that it looked almost unfairly beautiful. He spotted a few different people on his walk as he scanned the crowd for one specific person. He saw a couple walking with their arms around each other as they ate ice cream with their others, a woman in a business suit walking down the road on the phone and ranting, a few young fox demons playing together and then finally - a small pink light flickered towards him, making sure he noticed it before moving to glide along the ground.

  He giggled gleefully at the small request. His Ge Ge had started playing little games like this with him recently. This one was a personal favorite for Mk. He chased after the light, following it’s path even when it went up onto the walls, mostly so he could show off his acrobatics.

  The light soon arrived at it’s final location, right in front of Big Brother. He didn’t flee right away for once, which was a startling change for Mk, so he just… froze. Like a deer in headlights.

  His Ge Ge seemed to reconsider for a moment, then shook it off and walked forward, giving the Little Monkey a few pats on the head. “Congratulations, Di Di.” It had been so long since he heard his Big Brother’s voice - it only made him freeze up more. The older boy seemed to get a little nervous after that, like he thought Mk didn’t know what he meant. He actually did think that, as exemplified by him then saying, “O-On graduating. Uh- Congratulations on graduating.”

  The younger simply nodded, still in shock over his Big Brother stopping the chase and actually touching him and talking to him again.

  Ge Ge gave a short nod in response, patting him on the shoulder before walking around him. Right when Mk snapped out of it and turned around, he saw a twisting stream of wind and pink light floating up towards the sky, lotus petals falling down from the quickly fading light. A box falling on his head snapped him out of his thoughts.

  He breathed out an airy chuckle. “You really are impossible to understand, Big Brother..” Inside the box was a bunch of items, most being art supplies and sketchbooks, though there was also a small tin inside with yet another lotus design on it and a lotus pastry inside. Honestly? Mk might as well be a collector of the things at this point.

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  Mk arrived at the park a short bit later, unsheathing his purple bo staff the moment he noticed Mei wasn’t rushing to greet him. Looks like today’s a sneak attack day. He focused on the sounds in his surroundings, shadows flickering to life as he heard the odd warbling tone that surrounded his friend when she was in her half dragon form. He shifted his stance and waited… 

  Clang! The weapons hit against each other as Mk turned to block his sister's attack, then quickly shifted to block her second attack. The duo did tricks to impress each other and both held back just a bit to make sure the fight lasted more than a minute. Their weapons clashed again and again in a flurry of tricks, games, and childlike joy, until eventually they both put down their weapons to do “hand to hand”(Which in this case, means play wrestling like lion cubs!)

  After a while more of that, the duo of now very messy young adults sat down at a picnic table to take a break and eat. “So~, now that we’re old enough, what’s your type?” Mei asked jokingly.

  Mk snickered softly. “Why do you care? You’re Aroace.”

  “Well, I care, because I wanna hook you up! I think it’d be hilarious, and not to mention, it would make you happier!” the girl answered in a cheerful tone.

  “Oh- C’mon, Mei! I don’t need a lover to be happy! It would just be a nice little addition to my life, y’know?” The Little Monkey kept avoiding the question.

  So Mei decided to pull out the big guns. “We can do this if that helps!” the dragon offered, switching to the shadow language. 

  Mk had to consider for a moment, but eventually, he caved, fiddling with his necklace as he started thinking, blushing softly as he thought about it. “Well.. I would want a guy who’s like, really confident, and pretty… I’d like him to be real smart too! Maybe good in a spar, and, y’know… able to stand up for himself. Like, super strong and stuff too, you know?” the Monkey Kid listed, cautiously excited as the shadows behind him flicked in the vague form of his tail and he cupped both his cheeks, thinking of some imaginary “perfect guy” just for him.

  Mei snickered. “Dude, like, four of those are just, “I want to get stepped on by a hot demon guy-” she teased, but was cut off by her embarrassed brother lightly pushing her back.

  “Well, clearly I have a type!” Mk claimed.

  “Heck yeah! Don’t let anything change that, Apricot-Boy!” the dragon giggled with a soft smirk. 

  Things are getting better! And for now, the future's looking bright!

—Purple Bo Staff Era, End!—

Time skip! - Hero is Born - 6:00 A.M.

  When the Little Sky awoke, he saw something he didn’t expect - “Good morning, Xiaotian-’”

  Mk immediately sat straight up in his bed, disrupting the shadowy hallucination. Oh.. Must’ve just been some sort of lingering bit of his dream or… I dunno - something.   “MK! GET DOWN HERE!” Dadsy yelled up to his son, who flinched and covered his ears in response to the volume. 

  “YUP! COMING!” the younger man yelled down in reply, getting changed as quickly as he could and still adjusting his headband by the time he reached the bottom. “Hey, dads!” he said, walking over to the older couple. 

  Pigsy was getting things ready for the day, but Mk’s attention was quickly drawn to his Ba Ba instead. Mr. Tang was rereading the legends of the Monkey King again, and was on the final chapter. The story of When the Monkey King Retired! (Aside from the “live” appearances he still does on TV shows, and every single time he shows up at a convention. After all, he might not be a hero anymore, but he’s still a celebrity!) 

  “OH! I love that one! Can you read it out loud for me?” the Monkey Kid exclaimed, leaning over his Ba Ba’s shoulder excitedly.

  Before Tang could respond, his husband responded for him. “No, kid. You got work to do. No slacking!’ Pigsy stated firmly.

  “Oh, don’t worry, Pigsy! I’ll be done by the time you’ve finished the orders!” the scholar claimed. “After all, our Little Monkey has been stressed as of late. It’s only fair to let him enjoy his morning!” He jabbed his elbow into Mk’s side lightly, as though to say, “Play along.”

  The youngest in the room quickly got his excuses in order. “Oh!- Uh, Yea- Yeah, Dadsy! It’s just one story! Please?~” Xiao Houzi pouted at his demonic parental figure.

  Pigsy didn’t even look. “Doin’ puppy dog eyes again?” 

  Mk’s face immediately fell to a more genuine frown. “Well… yeah..”

  “.. I’m gonna regret this, but ONE story. After that, ya’ gotta help me get ready,” the demon relented to the brief whooping of his husband and son.

  “I’ll be done before you know it!” Tang claimed. (He was not done before they knew it)

—

  After listening to his Ba Ba’s story, (and a brief lecture from Pigsy) Mk was off! Sure, he heard the shadows muttering more than usual, but he managed to shut those up with a quick meditation break. 

  “Isn’t it fantastic, uncle? My father will finally be freed!” Red claimed, though Macaque was a little busy trying to decide how to approach his kid after this many years.

  The Little Monkey had to double check his GPS. That did not look like a house. In fact it looked like a construction sight. After confirming that it was in fact, the right address, he got in the elevator and started going down. 

  “Uncle?” The shadow sighed and went over to his nephew. His son could wait a couple more hours. This was once in a lifetime. Strange, though. It’s really close. 

  He soon realized what was going on when his son strolled through the door. A familiar bird perched in the rafters looked oddly pleased. That son of a bit-

  Mk quickly realized - upon seeing a gorgeous flaming-haired guy trying to pull a fancy staff out of the ground - what he’d walked in on, and scrambled up into the rafters. There was a strange bird that almost gave him away when an ominous aura filled the space.

  Of course. Of course Wukong still recognized what Macaque's homicidal aura felt like. The shadow was furious! He couldn't believe Wukong had actually decided that the kid was the perfect choice of successor. 

  Mk was unaware of the hidden figure plotting the Monkey King's murder. He was to preoccupied with what was going on below him. MK had never expected to actually see the Ruyi Jingu Bang with his own two eyes.

—Ruyi Jingu Bang Era, Start!—

—☆—

..So…

I’m guessing you guys hate me now.. Don’t worry! You’ll be seeing more of Macaque now! 

Have fun and happy scrolling!

(PS: Please don’t murder me!)

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[mystwrites]

Ler douma/ lee enmu

#20 cmon smile

aaahhh demon boiiiis!!! yes of course, i’ll write for them! i love douma and enmu☺️🩷

(sentence starters are still open!!)

Enmu was upset. Rui ignored him when he tried to engage in a conversation, deciding to give him a glare and walk away. Unbeknownst to the dream demon, Douma witnessed the whole spectacle, aware that all Enmu wanted was for Rui to engage in a conversation.

“Enmu, my little friend!” Douma chirped, smiling widely. “What’s with the long face?”

“Rui ignored me…I just want someone to talk with!!” he whined, childishly so. “Even Akaza dono won’t bother talking with me!!”

“Akaza dono is like that. Don’t worry, Rui probably is just catching on from how often he hangs out with him.”

“I guess…”

Douma hated when the other demons frowned more than smiled. It really brought the mood in the room down. Knowing there was only one thing to do, Douma gestured for Enmu to sit next to him on the floor. Once Enmu sat down, Douma grabbed him and gave his head a noogie.

“Hey!! Stop!! I just did my hair!!” Enmu growled, shoving at Douma who only pulled him into his lap with ease.

“C’mon, smile!~” the ice demon cooed, his fingers connecting with Enmu’s hips.

A loud screech filled the room, Enmu rolling off of Douma’s lap laughing and screaming like his life depended on it. Despite his efforts to escape, Douma pulled Enmu back towards him and continued squeezing his hips, the poor laughing demon’s face now beet red.

“NOHOHO!! THAHAT’S SO UHUHUNFAIR!!” Enmu cried, weakly trying to pry Douma’s fingers off of his hips. “NOHOHOT MY HIHIPS!!”

“No? No hips? How about your armpits?” Douma inquired, shoving his hands under the smaller demon’s armpits.

Enmu screamed once again, the sounds echoing through the Infinity Castle. Douma smiled from ear to ear, happy to know he was doing his job well. Enmu now beet red and squirming in every direction no longer whined and complained, but let his belly laughter overtake him. Being tickled did in fact cheer him up.

[artzychic27]

If MLB characters were monsters, what monsters do you think they would be and why?

Marinette

A Beldam-Like creature with a face made of porcelain, the rest of her body made of fabric, blue button eyes, and needles for fingers

Marinette can create dolls she can see through the eyes of and even talk through

If she’s holding something that belongs to someone else and she pricks herself, that someone else feel pain instead of her. (Kind of like that Voodoo guy from Monster High)

And let’s be real, this fits. The girl already makes dolls

Adrien

A Frankenstein creature made from the body parts of different models so he’ll be “perfect”

He has made fifteen days ago, but he has the mind of a teenager… He just don’t know a bunch of shit

His stitches come loose when he’s stressed

You can’t tell me this guy wasn’t Frankie on his first day of school

Alya:

Daughter of La Diablesse. She has the appearance of a demon and wears beautiful clothes and fancy hats

Alya has long dark red hair, two black horns, a forked tail, and dragon-looking feet, so no shoes fit her

I was tempted to make her a ghost like Spectra, but wanted to make her something from her culture. Then I found this lady, and she's pretty

Nino:

A highly advanced robot like Elle Eedee

His mothers, two mad scientists, built him to be able to age, eat, and sleep like any other monster.

Sometimes, the students forget he's a mosnter and try to harass him, but then he deadlifts a bus, and they back away

Elle Eedee is a deejay, that is all

Nathaniel:

He’s the hybrid son of a Krampus and a vampire. Nath has a mostly human appearance with two black horns on his head, black claws and a hooves. Now as for the vampire half, he can shift into a bat, but he keeps his horns

Don't ask why he punishes bad kids on Christmas and celebrates Hanukkah, it's a whole thing

Instead of bagging and strangling bad kids with chains, he gives them wet-willies, noogies, puts soap in their mouths, and punctures one doll with his horns

I just wanted to make Nath a demon and a hybrid

Alix:

A steam robot from the Victorian era with built-in rocket feet so she can get around much faster

Robecca did roller derby, so this was a no brainer

She, Nino, and Adrien get along well since they weren't "born"

Alix carries around a parasol just in case it rains so she won't rust, and keeps an extra one for Nath since he's forgetful as hell

Juleka:

Hybrid daughter of a Siren and a Ghost Pirate who wears outfits inspired by both of her heritages, a ton of gold jewelry, and flowing outfits

She doesn't really sing sea shanties like her mom or spells in the form of songs like her dad, mostly rock ballads that put everyone within hearing range under her spell

When she gets wet, scales appear along her body, but when dry, she has a ghostly appearance with translucent skin

I didn't do a ton of thinking for her

Rose:

Rose is the daughter of a plant monster. She has green skin, vines growing from her hair, and very sharp teeth. At will, she emits pheromones from her body that help plants grow faster

She dresses like a gothic gardener

When Rose is upset, her vines wilt, but when she's happy, multicolored roses sprout from her hair and arms. She gives them to her friends

I had no clue what to make her until I remembered Princess Fragrance and how she had green skin like Venus

Kim:

He's the son of the Kraken, able to turn his tentacles into legs whenever he's on land. His tentacles are red and can glow in the dark, he has gold scales along his arms and torso, and translucent red fins on his forearms and in place of his ears

Kim's still technically a hatchling according to Kraken biology, so he's a two-year-old prodigy in the eyes of his parents

He has trouble walking when he's underwater for so long, so Mondays are always hell for him

I was gonna make him a siren... But Juleka's already one, so you get it

Max:

He's an alien (Star Train, everybody) He crashlanded on earth in an asteroid, was sent to Area 51, got broken out by his mom, and then sent to a school for monsters

When he gets excited, Max floats and his eyes look like a galaxy

He has no idea about earth's customs and is just learning what a high-five is. On his planet, that's a marriage proposal. Kim learned that the hard way

Max has silver skin, purple eyes, star-like freckles, and crystals on his shoulders. If Max gives you a crystal, it's a sign of eternal friendship (*cough* Kim *cough*)

Ivan:

He’s a gargoyle

Because Stoneheart

For extra cash, Ivan protects the churches from demons who like to tag the walls with graffiti

His entire body is made out of stone, he has massive draconic wings on his back and two small horns on his head. (He has some serious horn envy with Nath)

Myléne:

She's the son of the Boogeyman. She has purple skin, wild pink hair filled with different bugs, and long black claws

Myléne disappears constantly because she’s always hiding in someone’s shadow or the dreamscape. It’s nice and cold there

She can emit a purple inhalant from his skin that puts people to sleep. This only happens when she gets scared or angry

I'm just taking inspiration from her Akuma form

Sabrina:

Daughter of the Invisible Man, Sabrina's clothes are kind of flashy just so she can stand out a bit. Her legs become translucent at the knee

She can turn invisible at will, and this extends to anything she's touching

Sabrina turns invisible mostly to get away from Chloé when she's on another tirade or to mess with people she doesn't like

*Cough* Vanisher *Cough*

Chloé:

She's a literal witch who casts spells on her classmates to mess with them and lords it over their heads that her mother heads the most exclusive witch coven

And so she doesn't look like "ugly monsters," she dresses in more bright colors

Chloé hates hybrids because her mom hates them, so Juleka and Nath are the ones she usually targets with her spells (All three of them).

I mean... She's kind of already a witch

Lili:

She’s a damn harpy

That's it.

[prickly-bulbasaur]

Atem's Last Adventure

Yugi was nervous, but it was nothing compared to the ache in his heart knowing that his spiritual friend Atem, who had been with him for several years, would have to leave now that Zorc Monster was defeated and return to the Shadow Realm.

Yugi, for the hundredth time, stop overthinking. It is hard enough for me to say goodbye soon when you flood me with your thoughts and emotions.

“S-Sorry. You and I have been together for years ever since I solved the Millennium Puzzle and I see you as a big brother of sorts. Hard to say goodbye to someone who is like family.”

A big brother? Atem chuckled as he gave it some thought. I guess that fits considering all the trouble you and our friends seem to get into.

“Hey! A good portion of it was because of your reincarnated enemies!” Yugi yelled back, huffing as he put on the choker. “Luckily, now that you have your memories you remembered a spell that lets others see you for 24 hours.” Yugi chuckled lowly, causing Atem to sweat nervously as his host blocked his ‘thoughts’. “You know Teia will be using that to her fullest.”

Atem chuckled nervously, aware that she was a plan demon and would create an entire itinerary in one day.

—

“You two are late!” Teia yelled, glaring at Yugi and Atem while Joey and Tristan snickered behind her, pointing at the duo. Yugi apologized profusely while Atem just gave an eye twitch of annoyance. “What took you so long?!”

“We happened to run into Kaiba and Mokuba on the way here,” Yugi said, removing his shoes before sitting on the picnic blanket. “He was saying goodbye to Atem in his own…unique way.”

Joey snorted and laughed. “If you mean giving a long-winded speech about losing one of his rivals and having a slight ego trip, then yeah, then that sounds like Kaiba all right! Always complicates things.” 

“True but in a way it is refreshing. The Seto I knew had the same persona, and he was a dear friend to me. He may be crass, but Seto has a pure heart.” Atem replied and sat next to Yugi before being handed the sandwiches and drink. “So after this what do we have planned?”

Teia smiled. “Well, after this we will go to the amusement park, then shopping though I know it will be pointless since you won’t be able to take the items home, but there are a few outfits on sale I need to get, then the movies will be after this followed by dinner…” She continued to  list everything in her planner, again causing Yugi and Atem to sweat nervously, and Joey and Tristan fell asleep within a minute of her monologue. “Then we can take an hour to two break before the night festivities in Kyoto before watching the sunrise at the Shrine!”

“Teia, we are supposed to give Atem a fun time not run him ragged,” Joey replied after waking up. “Besides, there are things we want to do with him, it wouldn’t be fair if we just use your list. I mean, I want to show him one of the best eating joints where I haven’t even shown Yugi yet.”

“Joey’s right, we should be mindful of others' choices, including Atem’s. After all, he will have to leave in a few days.” 

The mood suddenly changed to something somber, their hearts aching at the thought of their friend leaving. They may not have known Atem as long as Yugi, but they have had so many adventures together that he was one of them.

Joey suddenly chuckled, remembering the day they officially met Yugi’s Alter Ego. “Remember the first time we met?”

Tristen snapped his fingers at the memory. “That’s right! We’d been trapped in our favorite cards by Yami Bakura and that was when we got introduced to Atem, or at that time Yugi’s Alter Ego.” Everyone chuckled at the remembrance.

“Yeah, a complete surprise to us all. Talk about a difference in personalities, and height! Itte!” Joey hissed in pain as Yugi slapped him in the back of his head, huffing at the height jab. He glared at Yugi before grabbing him in a light choke hold, bringing him close, and noogied his head. “You are the runt of the group, Yugi, even Yami/Atem here is a few inches taller!”

Everyone laughed as Yugi struggled to get free from Joey’s grasp before finally being released, huffing and glaring at the offender before laughing himself. “Yeah, it was definitely a weird experience, and feeling the magic of the cards was interesting. Atem protected us as much as possible too when our lives were put in a dangerous situation.”

“Don’t remind me,” Joey shuddered as he remembered almost disappearing from life and the Shadow Realm. “I was seconds away from that Reaper taking my soul. Monster Reborn was the Ace I didn’t know I needed.”

“Too bad it didn’t help improve your intelligence.” Tristen snickered, before leaning back as Joey went bighead.

“HEY!!”

Everyone laughed again at the interaction, and Atem was smiling at the familial rivalry the duo had, again reminding him of the rivalry between him and his cousin Seto a millennia ago. They battled constantly to improve their abilities to summon monsters, rivals even to this era.

“You know,” Atem sighed, getting the attention of his friends. “This has been an amazing adventure. From meeting Yugi and helping with not-so-normal duels, getting to know everyone and rediscovering my name, to saving the world from a millennia-sealed monster, I can’t think of anything more fun than dealing with challenges alongside my friends.”

“Hell yeah!” Joey agreed. “It beats a normal life any day!”

“Well, it beats my old life that's for sure.” Yugi looked down as he remembered the bullying in middle school. “I never had any friends until I solved the puzzle. You gave me the courage to stand up for what I believe in. I am blessed to have the friends that I have now and will have in the future.” 

Atem’s lips slightly wobbled as an emotion tried to escape him before putting a hand on Yugi’s shoulder. “Well, now you have friends to continue your adventure. Mine will be in another Realm, but no matter what I will always have you all in my heart.”

Everyone hugged Atem, nearly crushing his ribcage from their monster strength. “I-I don’t think I want to enter the Realm this way, guys…”

Again everyone laughed before Teia looked at her watch and squeaked, yelling at them to finish and pack up before the movie started. She may not have been using all of her itinerary, but she was not going to let him miss the movie, no matter what.

[toranoya]

Adam, ever the sarcastic guardian, let out a dramatic sigh, lifting the tiny imp effortlessly off the ground with one hand. “Well, kid,” he began, giving the imp a scrutinizing look, “you’re in luck. This little shit stain here? Yep, he’s a demon. A weak one, but stronger than the other ones I showed you.” Adam smirked, his wings flaring just enough to make him look more intimidating, even as his eyes twinkled with amusement.

Moxxie, on the other hand, flailed wildly in the air, his panic palpable. Crumbs, this was supposed to be a simple mission. He was just taking someone out when he was grabbed suddenly. "W-wait a second! Put me down!" he squeaked, staring up at Adam with wide, terrified eyes. "You’re—you're Adam, the head of the Exorcists! This is bad, this is really bad!"

Adam chuckled softly, completely unfazed. “Yup, head of the Exorcists. But don't worry, I’m not in the smiting mood… today.” He turned to Kari, who was clearly excited at the sight of her first demon. "So, yeah. Demon? Check. Wish granted. Just don’t get too attached; they can be kinda whiny." He gave Moxxie a playful noogie, the imp squirming more in protest.

Moxxie, feeling utterly helpless, continued to wriggle. “This is not how I wanted my day to go!”

Kari's guardian angel

.

[bluepoodle7]

#MightyMagiswords #PantmbreWarriorIdea #EvilVambre #NegativeVambre #ASillyIdeaIHadSinceTheShowEnded

Might draw her later and I imagine her talking without a fake accent like the way Vambre does but with a southern drawl.

Is very obsessed with pants more than anything while wanting the whole world to wear pants.

Her weakness are dresses and shorts.

So mostly showing off her legs.

I wanted to see what a negative vambre would look like that isn't just the hand with googly eyes.

Her main magisword is the pants one but the more dangerous the better for her.

I imagine her bullying Nohyas and him saying that she just appeared out of nowhere.

I imagine every time Pantmbre appears she wears a different style of pants or jeans due to using the pants Magisword.

Like Jnco jeans to those texas pants.

Also are allies to the Long Underwear wolves.

I also think this character would eat at slugburger but not pay for anything and using stolen magiswords to get her way with the long underwear wolves as grunts.

Probably crashing in the building without using the door and fighting dirty to win.

Also hating fancy foods and books thinking they are boring.

She would rather wait for the movie then read a book while also trashing both places.

Pantmbre would noggie Nohyas when first meeting him while wearing the Mc Hammer pants.

Citizens of Rhyboflaven often mistake Pantmbre and Nohyas as the warriors for hire like they are color blind like in Sonic adventure 2 battle.

One theory on how Pantmbre exists is Vambre's anger toward pants and the trouser magisword being locked up next to the Black Hat magisword.

I have been thinking about a backstory for a evil version Vambre using Jessie from Pokémon as a reference while Nohyas is James.

Handbre is still with Nohyas but acts like meowth from Pokémon.

I always love evil characters that are doppelgangers.

Images not mine but links are there. Vambre Warrior | Mighty Magiswords Wiki | Fandom LunaPic | Free Online Photo Editor | Negative

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Texas Western Cowboys Chaps Fringed Cowhide Trousers America - American Clothing - AliExpress

JNCO jeans return in a '90s throwback comeback (today.com)

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MC Hammer Pants (arlenescostumes.com)

Noogie photo objects and royalty-free illustrations | Clipart.com

Check out this transparent Mighty Magiswords Trouser Sword PNG image (cartoongoodies.com)

Volcano Apologist — hat-demon: Black Hat Magisword! (tumblr.com)

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[demonsofdevildom]

@sinfvlwishs cont.

Busy playing around with Levi a bit while those playful noogies were given and earning a few chirps from Mammon there, "Believe it or not I feel good and wanted to play with ya a bit Levi, no strings attached or thievin' be on this demon's brain. Honest." true but given his track record it was hard to say if anyone believe him though before he let go of his brother's head when done, "Speakin' of which you had a sorta wishlist for things, right? I dunno if it's the correct one but... uhh... I got ya somethin' which I hope is somethin' you like, call me what you like later but let me know if this is a thing that was on that list." having taken a photo of what he bought when showing Levi it and looking a bit sheepish while the photo was a bit shaky at best but the item was in great condition surprisingly.

"It's still in my room after busy gettin' it too, I was like: HEY! Ma little brother likes this so why not get one of these for him? I mean... I may be a scumbag and all but I'm not a greedy demon ALL the time ya know. Plus I have ta get the others stuff sorted too when thinkin' of it, though that was the first thing that caught my eye and having to fight for it oddly enough." funny thing he was in a good mood to have done that and wondering if Levi would want it considering how annoying he was to his brother after all along with the money he'd still needed to pay him after so many years, "It's not damaged or anything either, I made sure to not destroy it when rushing home by devil who knew there be fights over this sort of stuff. Sheesh..." while not like Levi in knowing manga and all the things his brother knew about there be some details that Mammon did manage to keep note of.

[absolutepokemontrash]

Kid!MC/Teen!MC Needs someone to go to Parent Teacher Interviews for Them and Guess Who’s Available?

Masterlist

The brothers being bad babysitters/dad figures is something I love very much, I bet you all could already tell that considering the Fic/Headcanon series I have going on. I would just like you all to know that Asmo’s section is based on a true story. Anyhoo~ onto the Headcanons!

Why? Why Him? (Lucifer)

Is MC really dumb, or are they just a kid? No one knows.

Obviously MC asked Lucifer, the only competent one in the house, the most professional, hard-working, controlled-

MC got their things together and gave Lucifer the run down on their teacher(s) before Lucifer got too absorbed in extolling his own virtues in an intense internal monologue.

News flash Lucifer, this isn’t a Shakespeare play, you can’t have a dramatic monologue or soliloquy about how great you think you are

At the actual meeting, if MC is in there, no, MC is not actually in there. Lucifer will speak to the teacher as if MC isn’t there. As someone whose not a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down kind of person, Lucifer expects the teacher to behave the same and not spare MC’s feelings.

Feelings do not deserve to be spared if MC is being a nuisance. No fake-kid/little sibling of his gets to be the class idiot!

If MC’s doing very well academically, he expects to be pointed at projects or tests they’ve done and the grade on it. It really makes him proud to see MC doing well.

Even if they’re not the best academically, if they’re not failing and they’re doing well in other aspects of school, he’s proud.

If MC really struggles in a school environment and just hates it there but they’re still keeping their head above water, they get a head pat of approval.

On the drive home, if MC came with him to the parent teacher interviews and everything went well, he just happens to turn onto the street that has a Baskin Robin’s or something of that caliber.

If they didn’t go, he picks something up on the way back.

No fun treats if MC is being a disruptive little heathen in class, no kid under Lucifer’s care is going to be the class Mammon. Not on his watch.

MC was busily stuffed their face with the treats that were gifted to them. Lucifer had to hold himself back from rolling his eyes at the kid’s blatant disregard for basic table manners when it came to sweets.

“Is everything the teacher said true?” Lucifer asked, MC looked up at him with a smile.

“Yep!”

“Good, good.” Lucifer held out his hand and patted them on the head. “You’re doing well. Keep it up.”

“Geez,” MC mumbled as they continued to stuff their face. “Can you get anymore affectionate?”

“Don’t be sarcastic, MC. It’s uncouth.” Lucifer said sternly. “Besides, I’ll have you know that many people enjoy my headpats. I’m quite affectionate.”

“Really now? Name one person.”

Lucifer opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. He and MC stared each other down, one pair of eyes much more nervous than the other. Spoiler, MC was still calmly eating their treat as they maintained eye contact.

“…Cerberus.”

“If you’re reaching for Cerberus, you’ve already lost.”

…his pride was under attack. Right in front of his desert…

“You’re grounded.”

“Worth it.”

*Rides by on a Skateboard* School is for NERDS (Mammon)

Pff! Stupid human! He’s not goin’ to some lame parent teacher conference-

Wait! What’s with that face?! Ugh… fine. MC’s gone and forced his hand with those damn puppy dog eyes…

Mammon does not dress up for this event, he dresses like he would every day, maybe throw on some designer stuff to let all the parents and teachers know he’s hot shit.

If MC goes with him, he pulls up in his beloved car and takes up two parking spaces (pure evil.). Every parent present already hates him, but at least the other kids there are impressed with MC’s sweet ride. MC would have gained some street cred if Mammon hadn’t managed to trip up the stairs to the classroom in front of everyone.

He’ll act way to casual with the teacher, turning the parent chair backwards and sitting down so he can lean on the seat.

Mammon gets bored crazy quickly while the teacher lists and explains all the stuff the class is learning, so his eyes begin to wander to any and all displays in the classroom. Projects, annoying posters, class pet, anything is more interesting than this teacher’s explanation.

When MC finally becomes the main topic of the interview, he’s all ears. MC’s doing great in school academically? Ha! Nerd! Maybe giving MC a playful noogie and interrupting the whole interview wasn’t a good idea, but whatever.

If MC’s failing anything, or just isn’t that gifted when it comes to grades, it’s very much a “Aw man me too” from Mammon.

This teacher is speaking with the Great Mammon, the first demon in RAD’s history to fail three semesters in a row. If this teacher thinks bad grades will phase him, they’re dead wrong.

Grades don’t mean anythin’ about smarts anyway! I mean, look at him! He’s a fuckin’ genius but he can’t get through a history test without sobbing even though he LIVED THROUGH MOST OF IT.

MC gets treats no matter what’s up in class. Though, if MC didn’t go with him, he’s likely to forget and just order something for the two of them when he gets back home.

“Goddamn teachers and their rambling!” Mammon whined, grabbing a slice of pizza from the open box on his coffee table. “You owe me, MC! Ya really do!”

“Yeah yeah yeah.” MC said, they leaned over and rolled a pizza slice into a pizza-scroll then proceeded to eat it like a veggie roll. “How do you think I feel, listening to them every day? You know how long it takes to get to the actual class material?”

“Five years?”

“Ugh! Five years if I’m lucky! I swear, I know more about my teacher’s grievances with like… five of my classmates than I do about trigonometry, and guess which one’s on the test next week?”

Mammon winced in sympathy, then remembered he was supposed to be whining and went back to it. “School’s shit and a waste of money, ya should drop out as soon as you can and help me run my new business.”

“You mean your pyramid scheme?”

“It’s not a pyramid scheme, MC! It’s legit! It’s a multi-tiered marketing-”

“It’s a pyramid scheme.”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA SOCIAL INTERACTION (Leviathan)

Everyone else must have been sick or something for MC to have asked Levi. He’d flat out refuse to go otherwise.

So, Levi couldn’t exactly go to the interview in his usual “I haven’t left my room or changed clothes in eight weeks” look. With the help of MC, he was able to find his military uniform at the back of his closet.

Asmo nearly fainted when he saw Levi in the uniform, not because “oooo, a man in uniform~”, it was because the outfit was so crumpled and wrinkled that it made it physically painful to look at. No time to iron and wash, the conference was in an hour!

Levi (and MC if they went with) rolled up to the school in a less than impressive ride, but one look at the uniform and all the other people present went “yep, time to be respectful (tm)”

For the first time in his life Levi was more intimidating than Lucifer! And he wasn’t even trying!

When the teacher starts explaining the course material, Levi spaces off in horror as he realizes he remembers literally nothing from school (AND HE’S STILL IN SCHOOL!) all that’s running through his head is “A squared + B squared = C squared” and “the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell”.

The actual interview was the least interesting part of the trip, the real stuff happened when Levi passed by some art on display in the hallway and something caught his eye-

Those colours… that hair… that adorable smile..!

IT WAS HER! LEVI’S PRECIOUS RURI-CHAN IN ALL HER GLORY!

Levi immediately started fawning over the art class fanart and by sheer coincidence, one of the kids walking through the hallway happened to notice.

The kid asked MC if their… parent and or guardian liked anime. MC responded with “obviously.” Levi then asked the kid if they drew his adorable Ruri-chan. The kid said no, and that they drew the My Hero Academia fanart a few rows down.

Levi was absolutely floored that there were two anime fans in one class, then his entire world shattered when MC explained there was more anime art inside the art room and other classrooms.

H-hang on… did that mean that… a lot of people here… liked anime..?

Levi needed a while to process. No snacks on the way home…

Levi and MC were sat in the back of their Uber, Levi, the Avatar of Envy himself, was having his entire sense of reality warped. S-so much anime fanart… in a school of all places..! What did this mean for the future of anime?!

“Levi. Stop.” MC sighed. “If this were an anime, the camera angle would be doing that thing where it’s right on the bridge of your nose and dramatic music plays in the background.”

“S-so many kids in your class like a-anime huh..?” Levi stuttered, weakly trying to smile. “Must be nice..?”

“Oh, that’s just my class. The other classes and grades have their fans too.”

“Oh… really?”

“Levi,” MC stopped looking out the window and looked at the otaku that was having a full scale silent mental breakdown. “Anime isn’t even a niche interest anymore. It’s a pretty casual thing to watch now. At least a third of my class watches- Levi?”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHH! ANIME! A THIRD OF THE CLASS?! ANIME… HIS PRECIOUS ANIME… WAS BECOMING A NORMIE INTEREST! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

“Levi?” MC waved their hand in front of their spaced out demon’s face. “Leviiiii? Okay he’s dead.”

The Know it All (Satan)

Ah, a smart choice, MC. Satan would be glad to help further their education. He’ll do everything in his power to make sure that the human’s brain is fed all that sweet sweet knowledge.

Satan can’t dress himself normally, MC had to coax him into a suit jacket, but he still only wore one sleeve.

MC was coming along to the interviews whether they wanted to or not, it’s important to hear what they need to improve on from the teacher themselves after all.

The two arrived pretty early, so Satan asked MC for a tour of the school. It was pretty tame until they reached the library. Satan was horrified at the state of some of the books…

Their spines lined with duct tape… pages missing and torn… someone apparently used a taco as a book mark…

The first thing Satan does when it’s time for his interview is demand the teacher take better care of the library, even though they’re not the librarian. MC tries to explain this, but Satan is too distraught to listen to reason.

He enjoyed hearing about the course material, but he made it known if MC thinks the assignments are too easy that they need to be given more challenging work. THEIR BRAIN NEEDS TO BE STIMULATED DAMN IT.

It was up to MC to either agree with Satan and nod to the teacher, or make frantic eye contact with them to try and communicate “NO DON’T PLEASE”.

Similar to (ugh) Lucifer, as long as MC is doing their best, he’s happy for them.

…but if they are in any way in the running for valedictorian he is HELPING THEM WIN.

He decided to stop at a cafe or bookstore to let MC pick out a “congrats on surviving your pitiful school” present after the interviews.

MC gleefully perused the shelves of the bookstore, there were so many books too look at…

“I’ll buy you as many books as you’d like, MC, just,” Satan shuddered slightly. “Promise me you won’t treat them like those poor library books…”

MC put their hand over their heart. “I swear on the duct taped book spines that I will never treat a book like that.”

“Good… good…” Satan breathed a sigh of relief and went back to looking at his book about cats.

“Are you… reading a Warrior Cats book..?” MC asked tentatively.

“Yes, why?”

“Satan, put that back.”

“I Will Seduce the Teacher For the Sake of Your Grades, Don’t Worry.” (Asmodeus)

Oh MC dear! He’d be delighted to go! Just let him get ready~

Asmo may not be the best choice, but he was at least going to be the best dressed person at that conference. (And MC just had to come too so all the other parents could be jealous of how well coordinated their outfits are)

He teased MC a little by saying he was going to flirt with their teacher to make sure they passed the class, but he was just kidding! …but he made sure to ask if their teacher was cute, he needed to know!

While waiting for his turn, Asmo flirts with some of the single parents, if he doesn’t see a wedding ring, they’re fair game.

Once his time slot arrived, MC realized that Asmo is one of those “my child has done and will do nothing wrong ever” types. This may have ended up working in MC’s favour if they were a class nuisance.

If MC is doing very well in sports, clubs, grades, anything, Asmo is fawning over them and gushing to the teacher about how great, smart and adorable they are.

Asmo surprisingly does not exactly flirt with the teacher, he was just teasing MC after all. But um… if MC’s teacher just happens to be cute and young, he may turn up the charm, just a little. Enough to make the teacher giggle and make MC cover their face in embarrassment.

After the interviews Asmo will probably schedule a nice day out for the two of them, shopping, a movie, mani pedis, something fun!

The real weird stuff happens in the months after the interviews… if Asmo did lightly flirt with the teacher, MC gets quite a few questions about their guardian. Questions that ask if Asmo is single in not as many words…

Oh lord, MC’s teacher developed a crush on Asmo.

Nail painting night was supposed to be a fun occasion, but MC was hopping mad and embarrassed. Asmo didn’t seem to notice as he continued to paint the little human’s nails.

“And then I told Phenex to get lost. The nerve of that little monster, right MC?” When MC didn’t reply, Asmo looked up and tilted his head. “MC?”

MC’s angry face would have been much more threatening if they weren’t just so adorable, but it was getting the message across.

“MC..?”

“Asmo.” MC’s glare deepened. “My teacher wants to know if you’re single.”

Asmo blinked a few times, before he hit his tongue to keep from laughing. “Really now~. I knew they’d be madly in love with me-”

“WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIIIIIIIIIIIS?!”

Oh My Demon King is That a BAKE SALE?! (Beel)

Of course Beel said yes! He’d gladly go to MC’s parent teacher interview!

He even put on a nice outfit :D he ended up looking a bit like a secret serviceman guarding MC, the tiny president.

Beel stopped for McDonald’s on the way there, all the other kids were so jealous of MC when they stepped out of the car eating fries.

But a little something something caught Beel’s eye when he and MC walked into the school… was that a… bake sale?

MC quickly explained that the bake sale was fundraiser for their class trip that year and the snacks weren’t complimentary. He had to pay.

And pay Beel did. He cleared out the entire table. MC’s grade’s overnight trip was going to be decadent as hell. That was no longer a crowd funded thing, that trip was privately funded by a tall buff ginger secret service member and this tiny in comparison child.

Kids are incredibly blunt, just like Beel, so when a random kindergarten kid wandered over, looked up at Beel, and very knowingly said “you’re very tall”. Beel was like “yeah”. The kid then said “what’s it like being that tall?”

Beel’s response to this kid’s question was to pick them up and hold them for a few seconds before placing them back down. For just a few moments this kid knew what it like to be over 6’4. Of course, more kids swarmed in and asked to be picked up.

Sure it was cute, but Beel now has an army of kids ranging from kindergarteners to third graders.

Finally, the conference actually began. Beel snacked the entire time and dutifully listened to everything the teacher had to say.

After the interviews are over, he checks with MC to make sure everything the teacher said was true and that they weren’t lying. If all was well, the two made their exit.

They stopped at Wendy’s on the way home.

“I’m so full…” MC groaned, Beel held up a massive cookie.

“So I can eat this?”

“No. Gimme that.” MC took a very defeated bite out of it. “My stomach says no but my mouth says yes…”

“I don’t want you to get a stomachache, MC,” Beel said worriedly. “No more snacks.”

“It’s a little late for that. It’s past nine and I’m still eating, there’s no way I’m getting to sleep at a reasonable hour.”

“Oh…” Beel mumbled. “I may have not completely thought this through.”

“*Snore* Huh? Wha? MC’s Grades? Uh… Fuck…” (Belphie)

MC must be failing a class or something because why on earth would they pick Belphie otherwise.

They ask him to go while he’s delirious from just waking up from a nap, he sort of half nods and mumbles some gibberish before going back to sleep.

MC had to basically carry his ass to the school. Belphie drooled all over them in the waiting room, and when it was their time to go into the interview, Belphie had to be manually put into the chair and slapped awake.

He barely listens, he just sits and nods along with whatever the teacher is saying. The teacher could say MC brought an alligator to school and he’d just go “uh huh…” “mmmph… yep…” “really now?” then yawn.

The only thing that could possibly get Belphie to be interested is if MC is studying space. If they are, than boy howdy is Belphie suddenly interested in their education.

Other than that? *snore*

If MC is in fact failing or doing poorly, MC’s teacher asks to see another one of MC’s guardians at a later date. Their plan failed miserably.

MC drags Belphie out of the school and yells at him for not helping them. Belphie, still sleep delirious, tries to press the snooze button. MC does not have a snooze button.

“Belphie!” MC shouted, shaking the Avatar of Sloth awake. The House of Lamentation’s resident bastard was somehow sleeping standing up outside. “HOW COULD YOU?!”

“Eh?” Belphie half-snorted and looked around confused. “What’d I do? Where are we?”

“At my school! You said that you’d go to my parent teacher interviews!”

“…MC I don’t think I’d pass well for you.”

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO GO AS MY GUARDIAN!”

“Sheesh,” Belphie murmured while he rubbed the remaining sleep from his eyes. “You humans are so noisy.”

MC looked up at their dearest demon friend, and gave him their best glare. “I’m going to take all your fancy temperature changing pillows and switch them with normal pillows you traitorous bastard.”

[littlemisssquiggles]

So…about Steve from the Owl House…

I didn’t have to make a post talking about this little development from today’s TOH  episode but me being me, it should be no surprise to myself that I want to talk about this as its own separate thing.

That being said, I think it should honestly be a crime in itself that Belos forced such a fine-looking young gentlemen such as Steve to hide such a wholesomely handsome mug behind a pigeon mask this entire time.

Dana and the TOH team did not NEED to make Steve this cute but dagnabbit, they done and did it! And for that, this squiggle meister says both “How f***ibg dare you!” and “Thank you!”’ not necessarily in that same order.

It should be a CRIME, I say. Steve is a cute patootie! How dare you Owl House team! My heart was not prepared for this. He is so adorable! His sweet baby face actually matches his sweet baby personality! I mean look at this sweetheart! 

Giving us another reason to love Steve because as I’ll say again, he is CUTE AS CRAP! 

I mean look at him!

I just...DANA WHHHHHHY...I already have Hunter, I didn’t need another son...

“…I don’t want people to see me as a big, scary monster anymore…” “Me neither.”

First of all Steve-y m’boi, I for one have never EVER, not once in the history of this show for as long as you were on screen, saw you as a monster. Like NEVER. In fact you were the one scout that I genuinely liked after Hunter.

Seriously guys, protect him! Protect that precious smile! No seriously, PROTECT HIM! He is going to die soon in the show!!!!!

I also didn’t expect Steve to be this…old, to be honest. I mean if I had to guess, I’d say Steve is probably in his early 30s? While he may definitely be older than Luz and Hunter who are just teenagers, he’s definitely younger than Eda, Rayne and even Darius.

I’m also worried about Steve since…if he’s a part of the Emperor’s Coven then this also means that he’s been branded with a sigil too which means his life is potentially on the line as well for the Day of Unity unless the C.A.T.T.s (Loved that name reveal scene btw. Rayne is just so extra and Darius’ reaction is just the best) discover away to reverse/remove the sigil magic.

As an additional note on a completely different subject, am I the only one who also thinks that Steve may be related to Mattholomule?

Since it was mentioned in a previous episode that Matty has an older brother, I’m starting to wonder if that older bro he was alluding to was Steve? Minus the very prominent left horn on his forehead (wasn’t expecting Steve to be part Demon either), Steve bares quite the resemblance to Matt. I mean I can’t be the only one who thinks this, right?

Steve could very easily pass for an older Matty. Plus I love the irony of Steve being the wholesome and light-hearted older brother why Matty is the more serious, bratty “jerk” of a little brother.

And if Steve is Matty’s brother, it could also potentially explain why he made him endure noogies in exchange for a map. Giving noogies to your younger sibling just sounds like a playful big-brother thing to do and I can imagine even wholesome Steve acting like a “jerk” towards his “jerk” baby brother as a way of playfully messing with him. Y’know giving Matty a taste of his own medicine type of deal while still loving him as family all the same.

Yeah, that makes sense. But like I said, this is just a thought. Again, I could be very much wrong about Steve being related to Matty. But nevertheless, I’ll treat it as a fun little TOH headcanon until proven otherwise since…I honestly cannot unsee the resemblance now.

~LittleMissSquiggles (2022)

[novelist-becca]

Hunting Palistrom Wood: chapter 2

Chapter 1 here

Fandom: The Owl House

Rating: Now T for language

Relationships: Eda & Luz, Eda & King

Summary: Eda and King break into the garden club, and Eda refuses to enter buildings the normal way.

Truth be told, Eda had been wanting to do this for a long time.

  If you were to ask her how long, she would have to say since Luz rescued her from the Conformitorium. Rescued her from being killed. 

  Since then, there’s been part of Eda that was declaring that Luz had earned her staff, that she’s more than earned it.

  Eda supposed she just didn’t know when the right time was. To give the kid her staff. 

  That, and palistrom wood is stupidly rare nowadays compared to when she was a kid. So where would she even find any?

  There was hope when Eda remembered hearing rumors of a garden club right here in Bonesborough (that also happened to be the one her father used to work at, oh good times) that had whatever palistrom wood was left safely hoarded away. 

  A perfect opportunity and perfect timing. 

  Especially after seeing Luz’s reaction at school. The poor kid thought she did something wrong.

  Hopefully this will be a major confidence booster. Luz needs it.

  “Edaaa, are we there yet?” King whines behind her for the umpteenth time on the staff.

  Eda chuckles. “Calm down buddy, we are… finally , here.” On the ground below, they are approaching a small building and greenhouse. 

  “FINALLY!” King cheers.

  ~

  At the front of the building, there is a sign that says “CLOSED” in large letters. However Eda and King can see a security guard roaming the area with an orb of light in their hand. 

  “Not to worry, we can avoid them.” Eda smirks. 

  They land on the ground and quickly hide behind a wall, eying the guard. 

  As soon as they are out of range, they turn to face each other. 

  “Where do you think it is?” King asks.

  “If I had to guess, I’d say in the greenhouse. We’re breaking in!” 

  With that, the two of them sneak across the yard, getting past the door and eventually stopping at a vent opening.

  “Perfect.” Eda whispers mischievously. She reaches inside her hair for anything to undo the screws. She ends up pulling out a snail coin. 

  “Uhh, Eda?” King pipes up. “You know the greenhouse is right down that hall, right?” He points a claw to his right. 

  King is correct. The greenhouse is right there. But the security guard looks to be guarding that area the most. 

  “Pfft, we’d be spotted by that chumbo! Besides, this is more fun.”

  And I'm not in the mood for theatrics yet. This is important.

  “But there's only one guard.” King insists. “I can easily distract them and it'll make this faster!” 

  “Mmm, true, but this is more stealthy and fun.” Eda says after getting the shaft open. “C’mon.”

  Rolling his eyes, King complies and climbs in after the witch. 

  “Fine. But if we get dirty, you owe me a bath.” 

  “Okay, then, deal, pipsqueak.” Eda teasingly noogies the demon’s skull. “Now come on, let's find that tree!”

  For Luz.

  -

  Eda and King crawled through the cramped vents, coughing at the dust and overall terrible smell until finally, Eda spots what she's looking for.

  Through another vent window, Eda can see that in the greenhouse, there's what looks like a small tree growing in the back. Right where she estimated.

  “Bingo!” 

  Let's just hope it's the one I’m looking for. 

  “So that's the one?” King asks.

  “Hopefully! Let's get down there.” 

  With a strong push, Eda manages to get the shaft open, and she and King jump down into the room, albeit clumsily landing one of the flower beds. Thankfully the guard is out of sight at the moment. 

  “Ow! Shit…” Eda mutters under her breath. She hefts King off her and stands back up. “Oh good, they didn't see us,” 

  “I told you, we could’ve walked-!” King squeaks.

  “Shh!”

  Her dress and hair got a little dirty too, but no matter. They’ll clean up later.

  “Where's that tree again?” King whispers while getting into his ‘fighting stance.’

  “Okaayyy, find the tree find the tree,” Eda whispers to herself. “Aha! Found it!” She goes to it as quickly and as quietly as she can, and pulls her trusty pocket knife out of her hair. If she cuts at the right angle, she will have the perfect branch. 

  Just then, her curse-enhanced ears pick up on approaching

  “Alrighty, King,” Eda whispers again, cracking her knuckles. “I have a job for you.”

  “Yes! What do you want me to do?”

  “I can hear the security guard coming this way. I want you to try to distract them any way you can while I chop a piece off.” 

  King rubs his little paws together mischievously. “Hehehe, will do.” Then he scampers off.

  Turning back to the tree, Eda presses the blade to the edge of the thickest, biggest part she can find and starts cutting. 

  This is the one. I can feel it. This one is special. 

  The more Eda cuts, the more excited she gets. She can’t wait to see the look on the kid’s face when she sees this gift. And to see what kind of little friend will come out of this. 

  She’ll be carving her own, just like me…

  A smug smile of victory makes its way to the witch’s face when the bulky, blue wood plops into her hand. 

  Success! It’s beautiful!

  Now, as for how to get out…

  Taking a deep breath, Eda puts her knife back in her hair as well as the chunk of wood. Then stands up and dusts her hands off. 

  In the distance she hears King laughing and running around from what sounds like an exasperated security guard. 

  “Get back here!” She hears them huff.

  Eda raises two fingers to her lips and whistles for King, who comes sprinting towards her. 

  “Did you get it?” He whispers.

  “Sure did, bud. Now let’s bounce!” 

  As the fuming security guard comes closer, Eda reaches into her thick hair once more and readies one of her tiny potion bombs and throws it to the floor. Immediately, it releases a huge puff of smoke, allowing her and King -who has now climbed onto her shoulder panting- to easily escape. 

  “Oi! Get back here, you maniacs!” The guard shouts, attempting to chase after the duo.

  Can’t catch me, bitch! Eda thinks internally.

  Thankfully, they hurry to open a greenhouse window, and right as the smoke begins to clear away, Eda smirks at the guard. 

  “HA! See ya, chump!” Then Eda blows a raspberry, flips the bird, and flips out the window on her staff, leaving a flabbergasted security witch behind.

  ~

  “Remind me why we got this again?” King asks behind her on the flight home. “It was for Luz, right? I’m surprised you weren’t more chaotic back there.”

  “That’s right, it is for her.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I have a feeling she needs this.” Eda says softly. 

  Getting this wood now brings her back to the evening of the first day Luz stayed here. 

  “Does that mean you’ll give me a magic staff of my own?” Luz asked eagerly but also hesitantly. The weight of what Adegast did still messed with her.

  “Not yet, but…someday.” Eda said with a small smile. She had a good feeling.

  And now, the time has come. The palistrom wood she has is the finest and freshest she’s found, and imagining the look on Luz’s face is exciting. Whether it’ll make her more anxious or lift her spirits, she doesn’t know. 

  Eda and King may be roughed up and filthy, but at the moment, neither of them care.

  ~

  The moon is shining by the time Eda and King land in the Owl House’s yard. Right away, Eda goes to where the window to Luz’s room is and starts climbing, using protruding bricks as leverage. 

  “Eda wait, we can use the- oh, never mind…” King grumbles behind her. 

  No way am I letting Hooty see this!

  When she gets to the windowsill, she hears Luz inside, talking.

  “...maybe I wasn't really meant to be here.” Luz says sadly. 

  Not on my watch, knucklehead!

  Eda crouches on the windowsill, pulls out the wood, and swiftly pushes the window open, making Luz gasp look up at the witch in surprise. 

  “Eda!”

  “I thought I’d find you here!” Eda says with a big smile on her face. (One would say she was perched like an owl.)

  “We could’ve used the DOOR!” King shouts when he catches up to her.

  “What did you get into?” Luz sits up and turns to face them as Eda jumps down into the room. Eda promptly tosses the wood to Luz.

  “Uhh, how…thoughtful…?” Luz says, looking down at it in confusion. 

  “It’s palistrom wood, ya ding dong!” Eda declares happily.

  “Now you can make your own palisman!” King adds.

  Luz’s eyes widen. “But! But how?! Isn’t this super rare?!” 

  Eda smirks. “Let’s just say that the Bonesborough garden club-”

  “Was robbed! By us!” King finishes happily. Eda in turn gives Luz a thumbs-up.

  Luz looks at them both with disbelief. “I…don’t know what to say.”

  Eda scooches closer and places a hand on her kid’s shoulder. “No pressure. But whenever you know what you want, we’ll start carving.” 

  We want to be with you every step of the way, kiddo.

  Luz looks at the wood again and half-smiles. “If it’s okay, I’d like some time to think. It’s hard to picture my future without seeing my mom.” She finishes and averts her gaze to the hand on her shoulder.

  Eda isn’t deterred. This is Luz’s palisman. 

  “Ah, there’s no rush.” She takes her hand off Luz’s shoulder. “Just know that whatever you need from us, we gotcha.” Eda winks and points a finger gun. 

  There’s happiness in Luz’s eyes for the first time that day as she smiles.

  “Thanks.” She places the wood in her bag, for when the day comes that she’s ready.

  When it does, Eda wants to be there for her. Carving a staff and palisman is a big opportunity for witches. Luz will get to create a tiny friend of her own, just like Eda did. She couldn’t be more proud.

  And whatever animal she carves, be it a bird, a bat, a snake, an otter, a cat, whatever, it will be great. 

  Whatever it is, it will be just as amazing as Luz is.

[crashcitycentral]

I love the idea of Bart integrating himself into the batfam, but totally under the radar of Tim.

Bart likes hanging out with Tim from the comics, as he’s stated on multiple occasions. So I can imagine he visits the manor too when he gets the chance. Thing is, Tim isn’t usually there either so that leaves Bart with the decision “go home and be bored or find a new victim”… Find a new victim it is.

One day Tim and Bart go to the manor together after an exceptionally long mission and Tim just missed his friend so he invites him over.

Clue #1 Tim picks up on, Alfred greets them at the door and says hello to Bart fondly, Bart even calling him “Alfie”.

Clue #2, if Dick is around he cheerfully waves at them both and gives Bart a small noogie. Not too out of the ordinary, Nightwing assists the titans- their team, so they know each other.

Clue #3, and Tim is now sus as Hell about the situation, Jason and Bart have just cracked some crazy, elaborate inside joke they share and are laughing about it hysterically. Tim is in shock at his elder brothers mirth.

Clue #4, Tim is about to put everyone under interrogation lights because this is just too weird. Damian snaps something rude at Tim, and Bart laughs with an arm flung around the demons shoulder asking if he’s seen the latest chopstick cat video.

At this point, he thought he couldn’t get more surprised, but then Clue #5 walks in. Bruce shows up and looks at Bart saying “Back so soon?” In that teasing dad voice only the batkids hear and Tim is just in awe.

Steph and Cass come in soon after and Bart’s babbling on about the next “girls night” and Tim just wants to either drown in coffee or pass out for the next 80 years, or at least until the next apocalypse.

All in all, Bart in the Batfam plz.

[professionalsimpfor2dboys]

“Scenting” Obey Me Fluff (slightly sexual)

All demon brothers x Female! MC

Introduction: when in Devildom, MC always knew demons were very different from her human self but she never knew they did something called “scenting” until some random demons did it to her, ensuing a very possessive & peeved off demon brothers

MC sat at her desk as she normally would but quieter than usual, compared to her other classes she’d be surrounded by her demons but this was the only class that she had none of them in. Sighing out of boredom, she hunched over her desk as she waited for the bell to ring but was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. She looked up to meet black eyes that belonged to one of the many demon classmates she had grown used to ignoring.

“Hah! I told you! She finally noticed me!” He cheered cockily at his friends that stood alongside him, each very different from the other. “Jeez, I almost gave up on getting your attention, human,” he winked flirtatiously, which MC just blinked at in an oblivious manner.

“Hey! Just because she noticed you first doesn’t mean she doesn’t see the rest of us either!” The shorter out the bunch yelled out defensively.

“Ah, sorry...? I never realized anyone was trying to get my attention. Could I help you with something?” She questioned, holding a finger to her chin. After multiple lectures from Lucifer and the others but mostly Lucifer she had grown accustomed to not conversing with other demons since she was told they wanted nothing but to eat or hurt her and what idiot was not gonna take that warning? It surprised her that they seemed overall harmless, other than a common spark in the eyes of each of the demons in front of her.

“W-well, it’s not necessarily something you can help with...” a particularly shy-looking demon stepped forward, his black hair covered his eyes like a curtain which he nervously patted at. “W-we have a slight, ahem, fascination with h-humans...particularly y-you,” he trailed off as a taller demon slung an arm around his shoulders.

“Quit beating around the bush! We like you, human! You’re pretty cute!” Said demon announced, winking then continuing to give the shy boy a noogie.

A melodious giggle to their ears erupted from her throat at the slight blushing faces of her previously unknown classmates in front of her. “I’m flattered! I didn’t think I met up to demons’ preferences,” she laughed. MC was happy to be conversing with others for once, not being isolated to just the seven brothers felt as if a weight was lifted off her shoulders which she hadn’t noticed before and the fact that they found her cute was all the better.

“Nah! Attractive up there is still attractive down here! All we really prefer is that our horns don’t get caught up with each other when kissing and since you don’t have any it’s all the better!” The first demon replied cheerily, patting at her head to get the point across as she laughed. “Not to mention, since you’re human, you have a different type of beauty ‘bout you that we’re not too used to,” he continued, boldly leaning close and tipping her chin upward with a finger.

It was MC’s turn to blush. As her cheeks dusted with a slight pink tone, she couldn’t help but giggle at her classmates’ antics. “You guys are a funny bunch. I like y’all!” she commented happily, smiling at the four demons in front of her. It felt strange to not feel afraid of anyone other than her particular seven demons but not in a negative way. Inside she hoped that this would start a domino effect of others wanting to try striking up a conversation with her, the thought made her feel warm inside. The four stepped back in surprise at her revelation, whilst blushing at her cute smile they all shared a look with one another.

“D-do you mind if we, um, s-scent you...” the shy demon stuttered out as he twiddled his fingers nervously, fearing her reply to such an intimate request. Seeing her head cocked to the side, he quickly tried to explain himself. “A-Ah! We don’t want to fully scent you! Just one rub to show our interest in you is all! We would never fully scent without an established relationship! It’s just to show that we’re trying to court you is all! Y-you don’t even have to accept!” He rambled, jumping forward out of how frazzled he was which revealed his two gold eyes from underneath the curtain of pitch black hair.

“Sorry to interrupt, but what is ‘scenting’ exactly?” She questioned, confused at what it was and why there were different types. Realizing she didn’t know what it meant, the shy demon’s legs gave out from embarrassment as the taller demon caught him, his outbursts seemed to be normal to them.

“Oh, right! You’re human so you don’t know!” The shortest realized, putting his fist in to his other hand. “Hmm, long story short it’s what demons do to show our interest in someone,” he shrugged simply, but a sly glint in his eye as well as the smirk that lifted his lips said something else, which MC didn’t quite catch. “Here! I’ll show ya!” He continued before dipped down and nuzzling his neck against hers just once before pulling away with a satsifactory grin as he inhaled.

“Hey, you’re leaving some things out-“ the black-eyed demon spoke up before the shortest cut him off.

“You don’t mind it, right? It’s completely harmless!” He shrugged, holding his hands up and shaking his head innocently. The other three waited quietly in anticipation.

“I-I guess,” MC nodded which four smiled triumphantly at. The black-eyed demon didn’t waste time in following the prior demon’s actions but with a warmer smile before the taller did the same, a flirtatious lift to his lips. That left only the shy demon to scoot hesitantly close before rubbing his neck against hers. Once. Twice. Before being pulled away by the other three.

“Hey! What are ya trying to do? Don’t be going overboard with the scenting, dumbass!” The tallest reprimanded, holding him by the back of his collar.

“I-I’m sorry! I got carried away! I wasn’t going to do anything more! Promise!” He wailed as the three pulled him out the classroom just as the bell rang, not forgetting to wave at her as they left.

“Strange. I wonder what the brothers will have to say.” She thought to herself.

-

Disappointed but not surprised that the brothers each had plans after school, she walked home alone that day. One would think at least one would stay behind for her safety, but she felt that they were beginning to get too used to having her around and often forgot she was human, which was nice she was so included and familiar to them but annoying nonetheless when she didn’t get to see anyone until dinner. Beel and Satan had after school activities, which she understood as well as Lucifer having his own duties to Lord Diavolo but the other four’s excuses were ridiculous to her. Mammon texted her to inform that he was going to be trying to break into Diavolo’s office at school with the full intent to steal any valuables in there, Levi had shut himself in at some newly opened Internet cafe and refused to even do his online classes there, Belphie had disappeared somewhere most likely in a strange spot sleeping, and Asmo was completely focused on waiting in line at a popular cake store since morning just for what he called the “perfect Devilgram post”.

By the time she had gotten home she had completely forgotten about the whole “scenting” thing and decided to take a shower. She had just gotten out when she heard hurried footsteps leading to her door. Acting quickly, she ran to the door and locked it before anyone could enter and see her in all her naked glory. This was met with a deep “oof” as the person hit the door, expecting it to open, and followed it with loud knocks when it didn’t.

“Oi! Why’s the door locked? Who ya got in there? I can smell ‘em!” Mammon’s voice berated as he incessantly banged at the door, awaiting his human’s answer. He stopped briefly to press his nose against the crack of the locked door as he deeply inhaled to pinpoint the foreign scent before starting back up again. “Oiiii! Who’s scent is that? That ain’t any of my brothers or mine!” He yelled.

“Yeah, because it’s mine! I just got out the shower! Are you a bloodhound or somethin’? Am I not allowed to lock the door or would ya rather see me naked?” She yelled back, annoyed at his questions. Obviously she’s going to smell like her body fragrance after coming out the shower, what kind of question is that?

Blushing at her remark, he stopped knocking but still cocked his head to the side out of confusion. He knew her scent so why did it smell different? Shaking his head, he brushed it off as a new body lotion or something among those lines. “I’ve told ya! Demons have got a stronger sense of smell than ya humans! Anyways, I’m on dinner duty and it’ll be done in thirty minutes so I expect ya down here right when it’s done! The Great Mammon’s food shouldn’t be kept waiting, alright?” He stated.

“Yeah, yeah! I’ll be down there when I’m ready to!” She answered angrily, his questioning from earlier and the fact that he abandoned her to try breaking into Diavolo’s office instead taking play.

-

She took her time after that, knowing fully well that dinner was ready and the others were sat waiting for their beloved human that they neglected all day to come down and eat with them. By the time she came down, they had all been seated and Beel was already on his fifth plate which didn’t take him long mind you.

“Ah, better late than never, I suppose,” Lucifer commented teasingly, noting her damp hair as her excuse.

“Hurry up and eat before Beel devours it all!” Mammon ushered at the seat in front of him, he usually sat beside her but the twins had beat him to it since there was only one seat she preferred to sit at.

Taking her usual seat, she began to eat but it wasn’t long before a faint but definitely there foreign scent emanated from her. Reaching Belphie first while Beel was too busy stuffing his face with food. It roused him from his short slumber he decided to take at the dinner table, as he inched forward towards his human’s neck. She jumped when she felt his nose pressed against her nape as he inhaled and pulled away with a disgruntled look on his face.

“Why do you smell like that?” Belphie sneered. At this point, the smell had reached Beel as well and he promptly stopped his feasting to investigate. He followed Belphie’s actions but on the opposite side, deeply inhaling before quickly pulling away with furrowed eyebrows.

“Yeah...you smell like someone else,” Beel growled, surprising her at the tone of his voice. The smell wafted towards the other brothers as well and it wasn’t long before they were all on their feet, surrounding her with quizzical expressions while each taking turns of two to sniff at her exposed neck as she sat red-faced at the attention. She knew she was a bit petty from being neglected earlier but she didn’t expect this much attention at once!

“I knew I smelt something-someone earlier!” Mammon said as he angrily took another whiff, which only peeved him off more.

“How strange,” Satan hummed, a smile on his face that she knew masked his anger all too well. The brothers tried to rack their brains from what the scent could be from before Levi suddenly gasped.

“S-she’s been scented!” He revealed before dipping down yet again to smell. “And by, what seems like, multiple demons!” He continued, an angry flush against his cheeks. All the brothers looked at each other before returning their attention back to MC, who sat looking dazed in her chair.

“Now, now, lets give her space,” Lucifer commanded, waving his hand for his brothers to step away. “Care for an explanation, darling?” He questioned, the glint in his eye and slight furrow of his forehead outing his subdued anger as he felt a crack in his pride that some lowly demon, multiple in fact, had scented his human and she allowed it. He held a threatening but gentle hand on her shoulder as she tried her best to rack her brain to recall why she would smell like someone else. A lightbulb lighting up in her brain when she finally recalled.

“Ah! I talked to four classmates of mine for the first time and they mentioned something about ‘scenting’, I didn’t really understand it and next thing I knew they were doing it so that’s probably why!” She explained, looking up at the brothers with innocent eyes that made their hearts squeeze. So, she didn’t know.

“And what did they tell you about it exactly?” Lucifer questioned further.

“Hmm, they said demons do it to show their interest in someone? Something about courting?” She replied.

“Aw, my poor darling! Taken advantage like that!” Asmo cooed as he threw his arms around her.

“O-oh, did they lie?” She asked sheepishly.

“More like gave ya half-truths!” Mammon answered as he ran a hand through his hair in a frustrated manner. “Satan, explain,” he sighed, waving his hand.

“Well, while what they said was true it was very vague and not all of it. Scenting is when a demon claims one as their own, it’s territorial and tells other demons to back off or else there’s gonna be...problems,” Satan explained in a matter-of-fact manner.

“They mentioned something about not ‘fully’ scenting. What’s that?” She asked.

“Ah, if they did that we’d have their heads,” he chuckled out evilly before resuming his explanation calmly which made her shiver. “Fully scenting is when demons claim one as their mate. It creates a tether between them more romantically intimate than a pact and is stronger smelling than normal scenting. The one who was scented on can also release distress signals when in danger and it’ll alert the other demon almost right away,” he ended.

“A-Ah, so there was more to it,” she laughed weakly, realizing how dumb she was before.

“Hm, yes. Well, it seems that we’ll have to further stake our claim on our human here. Luckily we’re powerful demons, so we can easily break this mediocre scenting,” Lucifer stated before pressing his lips against her neck and harshly sucking, causing a gasp to leak out her lips. He pulled away and smirked at the bright hickey that bloomed on her neck as well as the fading scent that was on her.

“I agree,” Mammon monotoned as he did the same, finding her sweet spot almost instantly as he suckled and kissed on it to leave a deep bruise. “How dare they put their disgusting scent on my human?” He growled against her. She covered her mouth to muffle her voice, but Levi pulled them away.

“I don’t think so,” he tsked, nibbling at her jaw and smirking against her as she gasped at the feeling of his bite on her skin.

“We’ll be covering you with these,” Satan spoke against her, dipping to her clavicle to leave yet another hickey as he circled his tongue around it.

“We’ll put it in places you can’t cover and make it so dark no makeup could make a dent!” Asmo giggled mischievously as he aimed for where her jugular was, causing her to shiver.

Beel licked his lips at the sight of her as he took it upon himself to bite new territory, which was her shoulders. “This is better than when I wanted to eat you when we first met,” he mumbled lowly, lapping at the bite marks he left on her to soothe them.

“Ah, hardly any room for me,” Belphie muttered before taking a bite at the top of her chest, her jumping up as a reaction making him smile smugly.

Oh, how was she was going to avoid prying eyes at school tomorrow?

I’m a whore for scenting so I wanted to give it a go! I think ima make this a series since they didn’t fully scent on her just yet & will probs make a part for each of my bois, Mammon being first of course! Oh and I’m definitely gonna make them smutty because duh probably start off being some fluffy cute cuddles & then progress to absolute ravaging ;) interested?

Oh and what do y’all think of the demons I made up for this story? I kinda like their personalities & antics together idk 🤷🏻‍♀️

[devilish-miasma]

Ever consider any hcs of Nero and Cousin!Reader?

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Nero & Cousin!Reader

Apologies for this taking a while.

The fact that Dante was able to have a child was astonishing, but whatever.

You first met Nero after the Order of the Sword incident. Having demonic heritage yourself and having accepted it for years now, you instantly felt kinship between you two. Unsure, you go to Dante, when it's revealed to you who Nero’s father is.

It's shocking, knowing this kid is apparently your long-lost cousin. You kept it to yourself, knowing it wasn’t your place to talk about.

You two become a badass duo over the years, demons tremble beneath your badass dyad.

You’re pretty much best friends and consider each other siblings. Being so close, it killed you inside, keeping his heritage to yourself. You wanted to tell him, and at one point, you almost did. Then the Qliphoth incident happened and you were thrust into an apocalyptic scenario, shepherding innocent humans out of Red Grave.

Contact with Nero was few and far in between during this time. You hated that, concerned about your cousin. When you see Nero again, he tells you everything, about your father, about his father. There is an awkward atmosphere.

“So, uh,” Nero begins, looking down at his hands, “Did you know that we’re, uh, cousins?”

You looked at him, “I had the feeling the first time I saw you,” you unknowingly quote Dante. “I asked dad about it, and confirmed my hunch was right. So yeah, I guess we’re cousins.”

The revelation strengthened your bond. You’re each other’s best friend, you confide in each other about your problems, you were there for each other no matter what. You were by Nero’s side at his worst and he did the same for you. Knowing you’re family made you closer.

You become lonely during Dante’s absence. Nero tries his best to comfort you.

When you first meet your uncle, it's a hilarious encounter. Vergil looks down to you, you look up at him, matching his glare. Your dad and cousin laugh.

With that being said, you give Vergil the lecture of a lifetime. As kind as you are, you scolding and reprimanding your fearless, stoic uncle silences him. Vergil will never show it, but he’s somewhat surprised [and impressed] when you walk right up to him without fear, glaring at him as if he couldn’t seriously injure you.

To add: Vergil can’t stand it when you’re yelling about something. You remind him of his mother.

Your sudden aloof personality toward Vergil surprises Nero. You naturally get along with anyone, a trait you inherited from Dante, so seeing you act like that toward his father was unexpected. Still funny, irregardless.

You and Nero sometimes team up to beat up Vergil. It’s apparently a Sparda family tradition.

Randomly, you’ll wrap your arm around Nero’s shoulders and noogie him. Nero fears it everyday.

“Hey Kyrie? You know how Nero and I are besties?”

“Yes?”

“He’s my cousin.”

Kyrie drops the plate she was cleaning.

Random, dumb nicknames? Random, dumb nicknames.

“Hey cuzz—”

“Never speak again, (Name).”

Best cousins, fun cousins.

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