#Twin Jinx

[beelspillowpet]

“I’m Hungry.” - Beelzebub x OC/MC

It’s been a while but I slipped up (with a friend) and wrote some stuff. I ended up writing for two hours lol. ANOTHER NSFW piece with Beelzebub because of course as a Beelzebitch I have to create and consume content of him 🧡 

tskr, Eden for saving me time and reminding me I drew a header lol

Content warnings: Breed Kink | Overstim(?) | Size Kink | Like reeeeeeally big cock and a tiny woman | If it’s not obvious, Jinx is TINY.

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Beelzebub sat on his bed, scrolling through his DDD looking for his food apps. He had complained of being hungry and wasn't allowed to leave his room until it was cleaned. Belpheghor was nowhere to be found for the extent of the exchange program and thus Jinx, his human transfer he was responsible for, had to take the lead. His hunger got to him before long while she swept the floor.

"Gaah... I'm starving... I ordered everything and it won't be here until way later..."

"Do you... want me to make you a snack?" Jinx offers, turning her head to look at him. The limitation was that Beelzebub couldn't leave the room. She heard no clause about herself though, and while she may be pushing buttons it was better than the gluttony lord getting so hungry that he devours her instead.

Despite her question though, Beelzebub seemed unimpressed. He stared at her, eyebrow raised.

"Actual food. Not me."

"I know that. Why did you think I'd eat you?"

"Well... ugh, just forget it."

Beelzebub laid back on his bed, stretching. "Don't tell me something ridiculous like "you wouldn't taste good" or something..."

Jinx cocked her head to the side. "Given we speak about cannibals or... well, you. I'd say I probably do. But I'm not on the menu."

"You'd be right about that. But you sound nervous." Beelzebub grinned. "Ya' scared~?"

Jinx rolled her eyes, setting her broom aside. "Not scared. Just cautious. Are you hitting on me?

"It'd be offensive if I didn't." Beelzebub said, rolling on to his side before sitting up. "I'm hungry." he complained. "Are you gonna get over here and be my appetizer or what?"

It did not look like he was asking.

Jinx sort of hoped he wasn't asking.

She played with the ends of her skirt while approaching him. "You should improve your vocabulary... you're not just hungry, Bee."

He could have said anything in response- he almost did. He opened his mouth to form some sort of rebuttal without a second thought, but his body reacted on its own and grabbed her, pulling her against him. "You talk a lot when you're nervous," he said. "It's annoying. But it's also kind of cute." he could hear her scoff as he pulled at the waistband of her skirt. She took that as a sign and began undoing her cardigan and button-up, all the while avoiding eye contact. The lack of it annoyed Beelzebub slightly.

"C'mere," he whispers, tugging at her shoulder to pull her into his lap. He sits up right, beckoning her to crawl into his lap so he can kiss her better. When she sits, she flinches a bit at the growing tent poking her inner thigh. He takes the moment of surprise for granted and hugs her against his torso, effectively crushing her tiny body in his grasp. He takes her mouth greedily, the premise of eating food long forgotten by the taste of her lips on his tongue.

She squirms against him and the friction goes straight to his dick. He moans into her mouth as a hand wrapped around her waist tangles itself in her hair. "Slow down...!" Jinx complains. All the same, Beelzebub takes the opportunity to stick his tongue into her mouth and too afraid to disappoint, Jinx keeps open for him. Her little hands grip his biceps and she shakes, overwhelmed by how much of her he has already claimed.

When Beelzebub parts from her, her lips are swollen up a bit and her pupils are pink. He licks his lips. "Enjoying yourself?"

Jinx wipes her mouth with the back of her closed fist. "It's... okay!" is her response and Beelzebub laughs. He places one last kiss on her lips before he flops back on the bed.

"Get up. Let me take my pants off."

A simple request, and so Jinx crawls off him for a moment while he undoes his complicated belts. Once the diligent task was done Jinx made a move to climb back on top but was promptly pushed down against his mattress. He climbed atop her and leaned down, planting delicate kisses around her neck and shoulders. His hand supported his weight above her while the other snaked down her belly. She cringed at the sensitive flesh being rubbed over her womb, ticklish as she started to giggle under him.

Then his fingers reached her pussy.

Long, thick digits smoothed against the precious place and her legs wanted to lock up tight so badly. He was staring in her eyes now, smirking at her anxiousness. She's about to speak when his first digit- what she would assume was his middle finger- slides inside. Her hands fly to her mouth as she gives a surprised noise, eyes widening as she looks back at him. His grin widens and suddenly a second digit is in her.

It takes her a few seconds to remember where she is.

Then she tries again. "Your fingers... are huge..."

"And?" Beelzebub teased. Jinx wants to slap that grin off his face. She has half a mind too, but then his fingers start jackhammering inside her, and even her name escapes her for a moment as the sensation takes her. Her other hand shoots down to grab his arm but it's just out of her reach. She settles for digging her fingers into his shoulder instead. He growls and her grip only tightens.

"Auugh... No more fingers...! I need you inside already!"

Beelzebub just keeps going. He dips his head down and captures one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue about her nipple. He shifts his weight properly, then releases his grip on her pussy and pushes the tip of his cock against her. He lets go of her breast with a distinct pop! and she can practically hear the sarcasm in his voice.

"Ready...?" he whispers, knowing full well that she won't be. His fingers were a mercy. He demonstrates this by giving a sloppy thrust against her, and (un)fortunately it doesn't snag and slips up her clit. He lands heavily on her belly, his tip now neighbors with where her womb would be. Her breath hitches at this and when she's able to look down she sees the thing between her legs.

"Ah- ah- ah! That thing is..." she swallows thickly, sweat starting to form on her hairline. "H-huge... it's not going to fit...!?"

"We can make it fit." Beelzebub replies. He pulls back and lines himself up again. Now she decides to wiggle a bit, to no avail. When he pushes inside, he can feel her little body already trying to shove him out. It only excites him as he keeps going, slowly and painstakingly burying himself inside her. When his hips meet hers, his bush of pubes tickling her thighs, she finally lets out a pathetic little cry. Her thighs are quivering, but still wide open, if not to accommodate his wider frame against her.

She feels absolutely stretched, but to feel it is one thing and to voice it is another. Her brain informs her body that she is only capable of taking it, and not making a fuss about it, and so when she lets out a noise, it's quiet but hungry. He stills inside her, knowing he can be a bit much for your average demon, much less someone as small as her. When she clenches around him now, it's not to push out his invading member, but to massage and welcome it to stay. He drools a bit.

"H-holy... fuck...!" she weeps, straining herself to be silent. "Oh my goodness..."

Beelzebub flexes himself inside her. Her little belly jumps, and he can see where her body is giving way to him. "Take deep breaths..." he coos. He leans down and gives her soft kisses to her lips and neck. She just keeps clenching and slowly it drives him mad with want. Lucifer's gift to him was a tiny pink bundle of nerves to (barely) fit around his cock and he couldn't be happier. "C'mon baby, so fucking proud of you... it'll be alright, I promise... you can do it, good girl. Good girl..."

Jinx breathes harder. She sounds as if she's desperate already and Beel wonders what she'd sound like fresh off an orgasm. He's hungry. "It's too much...!' she sobs, wiggling on him. "I-it's just so big... you're in my stomach, Beel..."

He reaches down with his now free hand and pats her belly. He shudders in fascination as he can feel his fingers pressing against his cock through her stomach. "I know it's big, baby..." his voice is sweet and gentle, as if he's genuinely concerned for her well-being in this endeavor. Then his voice dips down an octave and Jinx swears she can hear a threat in his voice. "It will only get bigger if you keep clenching around me. So relax for me, alright? Unless you wanna split open on me tonight..."

Jinx covers her mouth, trying to still her body and will herself to relax. With the way her body is stretching out for him, trying to get accustomed to its new intruder, she finds herself distracted with the very details of his cock. The little bumps and lines of his veins, the way it twitches and practically begs to bruise her insides and make her scream. She keeps her legs still, afraid that any movement will send her body into shock and clench so tight around him that he falls into his primal desires. She takes deep breaths as he instructs. In... and out... in... and out...

She does this for a while with Beelzebub on top of her, grinning and likely holding back many forms of praise or ridicule for her little body being so unprepared. He could have scolded her for being impatient with him, and spun a tale about how he should be allowed to be impatient with her now, but he knows her and knows he will have to wait, else he would never hear the end of it.

"O-oh my gosh..." she whines. "Why the fuck are you so big... augh!"

"Because I want to fuck you." he replies simply. "Isn't it obvious? Your cute little body could fit so snugly around me if you'd just let me work you open first but no. Someone needed dick so badly that she needed to forgo the important part. Now look where you are..." he whispered with a chuckle. "Practically gagging on my cock, even though I should be nowhere near your throat. I'm in your fucking guts." he punctuates his words with a sudden and sharp thrust into her. She grips her mouth as a yelp leaves her. "Feel that?"

Jinx has never wanted to slap him so badly before.

She's so focused on keeping herself quiet though that all she can manage to do now is allow him to move. Even with her sometimes strange ability to go unseen and unheard, it is a challenge to be quiet when Beelzebub is in her. She strains and struggles so hard that she's distracted, and when Beelzebub sits up right and grips her hips, the shift of his cock moving around against her walls makes her cry out. Nothing too loud, but enough to make an impression in Beelzebub's mind. He rocks his hips into her, smiling contently as he watches her eyes roll back.

"You're going to have to give up..." he says. She isn't registering what he says. "At some point you're going to have to do more than try to be quiet. Admit that it feels good."

He stops thrusting for a moment and she's able to focus on her breathing. Her body is shaking uncontrollably beneath him and if he weren't mistaken by how soon after they started, he would have expected she was close to cumming. No one, after all, can out last, much less withstand him. But Jinx was special, and far more capable of taking something that must have felt punishing to another. So when Beelzebub leaned back over here, resting his arms at either side of her little frame, he gave into his desires and began thrusting hard. He was determined to make her lose her mind.

He thrusted fast, wanting to hear her break. Jinx let out a choked scream behind her covered lips. He grabbed one of her legs and hooked it over his arm to get a better angle inside her. Her feet arched and toes curled from the scorpion's strike against her walls with each thrust. Beelzebub settled into a fast rhythm, wanting to hear her defeat. To successfully make her scream meant he'd win. That he truly did lord himself over her most delicate parts. He watched her breasts bounce, enthralled by their size before his eyes snapped down to her belly again. He could see the tent in her stomach each time he thrusted inside. Under normal circumstances it would freak him out- special effects in horror movies and all that jazz.

To know it was his own cock struggling to find more room in her body to invade and thus having to reach upwards to find it, only turned him on more. He could feel her on his cock, and he knew she could feel him in her pussy, and the idea that he would fill her with something else she wouldn't be able to remove so easily only stirred him on to fuck her harder. The bed squeaked and ached against the floorboards, his brutal thrusts strong enough to play a song against the walls both in his bedroom and inside her. She sounded like a tired old staircase at the edge of its life, protesting at the slightest addition of weight. Her eyes were stuck behind her head and finally- finally- her hands fell from her face. Beelzebub seized the opportunity to capture her lips again, though he had he curl his body to meet her lips this time around.

"In... m-myy stomach..." Jinx slurred, kissing him back sloppily. Beelzebub wanted to choke her so bad.

"Just hold on tight..." Beelzebub whispered against her lips. "Take all of me, baby, you're doing so good..." Her hands shot up to his arms at a particularly rough thrust and her eyes widened. The pained gasp she let out was a warning, but Beelzebub didn't want to hear it. He licked her lips and then settled into that little grove inside her, grinding hard and making sure she would remember for the rest of her life. The next time- if ever- something else ever reaches that far inside her, she'll remember who was the first to do it.

If she was making a case for why he shouldn't cum inside her before, she wasn't allowed to now. Her plainly whorish moans spurred him on, echoing something about him being huge in her- and duh, he was. It would take no genius to discover that the demon over twice her size would give her a reason to cry if he got a hold of anything that belonged to her below the belt. She had to tempt him with her voluptuous little form, skipping around and singing her little songs in her little skirts, wearing bras and panties just a size too small for her, talking in that cute little voice that Beelzebub only wanted to hear after she's been choking on his cock for half an hour. The sweet smell of her flesh when he held her, forcing thoughts into his mind about smothering her in tongue lashings while bathing in the scent of her sex.

He's wasted so many nights thinking about wrapping her around him and keeping her there until she was delirious and weak from pleasure, and now he has her. Legs spread wide to welcome him despite her complaints of him being a touch too big, but handling her punishment better than he could have ever expected. A true little soldier girl, powering through the worst beating she could have experienced in the Devildom- a hungry Beelzebub between her legs.

He unhooked her leg and snaked his palm up her body. He was staring at her neck. He wanted to grab it so bad. If not to choke but to just hold. To feel her pulse in his grasp and now that she was alive, crying and soon cumming all over him. He was hypnotized by it, in fact. He wanted her to describe in beautiful detail all the little thoughts running through her head, but he was graced with a woman not quite as smart as Mammon, and so he would settle, happily, for the unintelligible jargon she called a language that was spilling from her lips.

His hand missed her neck and grabbed her face. He hunched down and pulled her up, and swiftly she got onto her elbows and met his eyes. She was panting like a dog in the summer heat, locked into him while he rutted against her with reckless abandon. She hadn't once touched her clit and he could tell why; with each thrust into her, it only put pressure on that little fleshy button and worked her up. She could see it in her eyes; she was going to cum soon.

He figured he better not keep her waiting then.

He grabbed her waist and fucked her harder, and now her yelps were turning into sloppy moans. She looked disoriented and dizzy, she looked like she'd been dragged through a sauna unprotected, but through it all she was smiling now. A stupid look on her face, blissfully unaware of just how much Beelzebub would be pouring inside her.

He grit his teeth, "That's a good girl..." Beelzebub sighs, praying she doesn't make a big fuss. When he cums, he growls into her ear, and a full body shudder and a choked cry signals to him that she cums as well. Her voice jumps up a few pitches and her walls flutter around him. Her eyes are half-lidded and that stupid smile remains, all while he shoots rope after rope of cum into her open and willing body. If he's fucked the braincells out of her, the only sign of that being the case is her lack of complaint about the sensation of his seed now sloshing around inside her every time she squirms.

He pulls out slowly and her body starts to flatten against the bed finally. He takes a good look at the condition of her body between her legs. A sticky wet mess of cum and other fluids drip from her twitching and gaping hole. It clenches, looking for something to cling on to but only finds empty space. Beelzebub drools at the sight. He's half tempted to take a photo; a momento for the time he bred his human full. His phone is lost now though, having slid off the bed at some point during his mindless thrusting.

The satisfaction leaves a warm glow in his body, a distant white noise filling his head as his limbs stiffen and loosen, now missing the tight walls of her pussy as well. He leans forward and puts some of his weight on Jinx again. "You took me so well, good girl..." he says, and her response is a quivering sigh. Her legs are still shaking and her toes are curled, that stupid smile melting off her face as exhaustion takes her. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Beelzebub feels a bell painfully striking in his ear. He leans up off her and makes an annoyed face.

"I'm hungry."

[tuziehr]

me whenever i see a doomed/tragic/angsty sibling dynamic

[deathnguts]

The black brothers variants

[iamnotawomanimagod]

Ashnikko finally making it onto the Arcane soundtrack is so perfect because she's been SO Jinx coded from the beginning of her career

[cnka]

sketchbook dump (how do you take good photos???dear god)

[greekisdoingurmum]

4 tickets to barbie, please

[arcaneafterhours]

thinking so hard about ashlyn having an older sister in an arcane au.

guys i might just have to go crazy here. guys. I could so easily turn this into a huge thing. guys.

[jackie-gremlin-ghost]

Just a little edit I made a while back after rewatching “The Jig is Up”.

[tomhockstetter7-111]

My Spotify Playlist Series

Song recommendations for addition or removal encouraged

The Archetypes

The Viber

The Dying (Depressed)

The Artist

The Fuck Up (Heartbreak)

The Psycho (Laughing Jack vibes)

The Recluse (Sally Face and Ticci Toby vibes)

The Stalker (Yandere vibes)

The Dreamer

The Mermaid

The Early Bird

The Nightcruisers

The Lovers

The Wolf (Jacob Black, Peter Rumancek, etc.)

The Hypomaniac (Cruella vibes)

Comfort Characters

Hades (Greek Mythology)

Death (Sandman)

Link (Legend of Zelda)

The Twins (Harry Potter) This one is surprisingly tricky

Logan (X-Men)

Other

Ballet Class

Contemporary Ballet Barre (Inspired by music my teacher played)

The Endless (Sandman)

Luci’s Playlist (Tom Ellis Lucifer)

Salem’s Mix (shit my brother recommended)

[redrum-alice]

Powder as Alice and Jinx as Queen/Princess of Hearts

Based on this tweet: https://twitter.com/ZkyfalI/status/1646783972540665859?t=LbXfH5cHN2p5MmJnecgv2Q&s=19

[beelspillowpet]

You talk about how Beel was horrible to Jinx at some point. Maybe a small drabble or just short fic about it? I wanna see Beel be awful and see Jinx in pain because I love them

AM I SORRY IT TOOK SO GOD DAMNED LONG. But here it is :)

Under the cut is the entire mini fic. Trigger Warning for:

Self Harm references | Eating disorders | emotional/mental/physical abuse | something tot he effect of sexual abuse but not really? | shes generally not comfortable with his touch here and hes fully aware of it | beel just kinda sucks here but we still love Book 1 Beel :)

He keeps track of her eating schedules throughout the week. From Sunday to Saturday he catalogs every morsel that passes her teeth in particular details. He makes note of how many times he’s caught her purging and binging. He hangs his results on the door in his bedroom, and by the way he always looks, it’s never good.

A permanent frown curses Beelzebub’s face whenever the topic shifts to eating between the two. He can’t help it himself, the constant need to eat is something his entire life is built around. How he manages to work out between meals is anyone’s guess, but if anyone had a good idea of it, Jinx would be that person.

At 6AM sharp every morning he comes to her room and knocks loudly. Then he opens the door and flicks her lights on, demanding she get to her feet and prepare for their jog. He waits by the door, arms crossed, his eyebrows knitted down in annoyance as she shuffles about the room getting her things in order. Beelzebub likes it better this way. She doesn’t complain or protest nearly as much when she doesn’t have the energy for it.

They finish their morning jog in about 30 minutes or less, if she can handle that far. He’s been lucky enough to jog so early in the morning. He could remember the first few times they jogged together. Jinx was so exhausted and low on energy that she managed to pass out. It took Beelzebub five minutes to realize she was no longer there and back tracked to find her disoriented on the ground. Her punishment was to eat a full breakfast that morning.

On a regular day like this, she would blend fruits and yogurt together and drink that, saying it was “sort of like eating”. It only managed to impress Beelzebub for as long as he was able to drink it with her. She would spend longer in the kitchen cooking breakfast- usually a task left to Lucifer but she promised to help out in the house some ways. He’d allow it once he saw the beautiful spread of dishes across their table most mornings. Jinx always seemed happy to serve breakfast. The past was no different, though Beelzebub and Mammon often questioned why she never shared a plate at the table.

“Oh! I ate all while cooking- just to taste test everything. I’ve had my share.”

Unfortunately for everyone else, it was enough. For Beelzebub, it never was.

After breakfast one of the brothers would offer to clean the dishes for her- but she would always insist on it herself. Lucifer decided to put it to a day when each of them would help– and Beelzebub loved Fridays. He’d stand next to her, a little system in order where he would scrub the dishes clean before passing them to her. She would rinse and dry them before setting them on a rack. Occasionally they would switch sides and he would see just how long it would take for her to complain of soreness from so much scrubbing.

”You should eat and work out more. It would give you more energy.” He would say.

Trips to the gym were not so rare that she couldn’t predict them, but were rare enough that she was never prepared for them. It would never help that he would force her into the gym by convincing her they were doing light things for that day. Light for him however. For someone who barely weighed a 100lbs, the tiresome workouts would leave her so fatigued it had other demons turning their heads. Jinx would always return home and hit the showers with Beelzebub. From there she would lay in the tub and he would scrub and massage every inch of her. No matter how much she squirmed under him, he caught a sense of sick pleasure watching the unease crawl up her throat, knowing she wouldn’t speak out of turn for appearing “weak” before him. A demon can smell fear enough as is.

Beelzebub kept track of her eating habits since they’ve fallen into new routines. While not nearly as much as he’d hope, there were some vestiges of hope for her yet. He was sure that her binging was contributing to it all, but the lack of purging was becoming more apparent. He would have been coming to her door for the late afternoon snack but was disappointed to find her not in her room resting or using some silly form of time-wasting. As he wandered the halls of his home, lips permanently pulled downwards, he found a bundle of pink hair passing into the living room. When he peaked in he found a handful of his brothers sitting around the couch and coffee table, all facing the TV.

There was Leviathan, sitting on the end of the couch with his knees to his chest, full attention on the handheld in his palms. Jin, her twin brother, was playing a game of poker with Mammon, betting a few grimm at a time. Lucifer was setting up the table with snacks, and then turned to Jinx to ask her a few questions. He poked his head out from behind her hips and his gaze landed upon his youngest brother. ”He always comes to the smell of food. Nevermind then.” he sighs.

Jinx turns and looks at Beelzebub and immediately sweat forms on her forehead. It’s as if all the energy in her was drained by the sight of him. Her eyes were sunken and her stance slouched a bit. A movie night, he figured. He glanced at the TV seeing an older classic action movie paused at its title card. Ah, they were about to start too.

”I’ll be right back, actually. I left my phone in the kitchen when I was making the popcorn.” And with that, Jinx hurriedly moved past Beelzebub’s frame. He hadn’t bothered to move out of her way, eyes fixed on the small of her torso with a panging irritation. Just why in the hell did she refuse to eat?

”Oi Beel! Don’t you even think of eating all the snacks this time! We made you your own portion so don’t go takin’ mine!” Mammon called back.

Beelzebub smiled warmly at his older brother before remarking that he’d only take it if he didn’t want anymore. Speaking particularly slowly so that Jin could steal a glance at his hand and nearly chuckled at the revelation.

Jin puffed out his chest, proud and reassured in his victory. ”I say you can have my entire bag, dude. Why not? I’ll have enough grimm to buy more for myself at this game anyway!” With that, the two returned to their game. Lucifer looked back to Leviathan as he plopped himself on to the couch. He had a raised eyebrow, eyeing him and his handheld for a moment before prattling on about not playing that all through the movie. Mindless chatter while waiting for their last guest to arrive for their seating, Beelzebub stood in the doorway and waited.

And he waited. And he waited a bit more. Then he slipped out into the hallway. From the moment he laid eyes on Jinx proper in the living room he felt a storm brewing under his skin. This day he would make her eat her share, and hopefully that emptiness in her stomach would finally be full, so he could finally have peace of mind.

As he stalked down the hallway with his hands jammed into his pocket, he came across Jinx staggering towards the kitchen. He waited a bit behind, opting to be silent while he watched. Her tiny figure used the support of the wall and sheer willpower to trek on, but it was clear to Beelzebub what was going to happen. The irritation embedded in him was flaring up and all he could do was watch as she stumbled, knocked into a drawer before collapsing to the ground. The valuable vase sitting atop the drawer rumbled before crashing as well, some of the ceramic scratching against her dark skin.

Beelzebub watched, indifferent.

He moved around her tired little body and stared. She must have been binging in front of him, and when he was off to sleep, purging her contents in the bathroom, far from his room. He knelt down and forcibly turned her on to her front , shaking her to consciousness. Dazed with little to say, she was making sense of her surroundings. Beelzebub thought it was a show.

”Get up already. We’re all waiting for you to come watch the movie.”

”Movie…?” She muttered. ”Oh, right… Sorry.” It’s annoying. You always do this. You should eat. All these words bounced around in Beelzebub’s head, but none of them fit his anger at that moment. He gripped her by her shirt and hoisted her to her feet. Then he shoved her, unconcerned when she stumbled again and fell on her back. When she did not get up, he walked around and stared down at her, unimpressed. Then he walked down to the kitchen, unbothered by her little “stunt”. As he was returning he heard footsteps. Then shouting.

Unphased he continued until he found Jin kneeling beside his sister, lifting her head. Mammon and Lucifer were not far behind, the latter preparing his phone to make a quick call. All Beelzebub did was stand back and wait.

A day had passed since then, and although he expected to get chewed out by Lucifer over this, he was more surprised to see that they were focusing all their effort on getting Jinx back to the human realm. Something about a mental institution. The details were hazy as he downed bag after bag of snacks during the family meeting. He didn’t care one way or another if she went or not. If she went, she would go to learn to eat. If she stayed, he would force her to do it. So when in favor of her going home, he lifted his hand before returning to his snacks.

The aloof attitude struck Lucifer suspicious but he held his tongue.

In the days following the final decision Beelzebub made his way to Jinx’s bedroom. When he opened the door most of the items decorating the space were still laying back, but her closet had been emptied and a few items were stuffed in her suitcase. She was sitting on the small sofa faced away from the door. He heard the sound of scissors open and close before silently shutting the door behind him. Another one of her stupid art projects, he assumed.

He stood blank faced as she walked through the portal, the tiny sorcerer and tall pinkette brother in tow. He waved his goodbyes instead of speaking, and just after Jinx disappeared back to the human realm, he left for the kitchen. If she’d ever return or not was squarely up to her now. Beelzebub never felt so free.

[unfried-mouth-wheat]

Idea: Belos accidentally gets emotionally attached to Cain and begins to consider him his son.

This makes him very concerned since he’s afraid that he’s becoming like his brother and lead him to try to distance himself from Cain by acting aloof to him, but rather than making things “better” he ends up feeling lots of guilt and cause Cain to put himself in danger in order to make his “uncle” once again proud of him.

Belos' relationship with Cain is perhaps the most complicated one, as the lines between genuine affection, projection, and manipulation are incredibly blurred.

He favors Cain in a sense, actively avoiding having any violent attacks in front of him or harming him physically, but that's to make himself appear better for when Hunter inevitably defects. He sees himself in Cain because that was the entire point of his creation, thus he finds himself relating to him much more than Belos would like. He almost feels a sense of kinship with Cain. There's also the fact that Cain wasn't made to "replace" Caleb, meaning Belos can't exactly shove him into the same mental category as all the other Grimwalkers.

It leaves a very complex situation for everyone involved.

[hijinks-n-lowjinks]

TWINS???????

[vengeful4ever]

HAI i hope you have fun on yr road trip i was just stalking yr spotify i forgot we follow eachother on there im cat pfpf🫶anyway whats one of your top songs rn!!!

HIIIIII okay okay so I've kinda been going thru it rn and one of my top songs has easily been we'll never have sex by leith ross. it's very beautiful but also very bad for me

[anothertina]

Forever sad Jinx and Ezreal SG dynamic had a depveloment in twin stars and it was never brought again because Jinx went to space and Ezreal was completely forgotten 

But they will always be best friends in my heart

[geekcavepodcast]

G.I. Joe's Scarlett and Cobra Ally Destro are Getting Solo Miniseries

Skybound, Image Comics, and Hasbro are releasing two G.I. Joe limited miniseries set within the Energon Universe, one featuring Scarlett and the other featuring Destro.

Scarlett hails from writer Kelly Thompson and artist Marco Ferrari. The comic is said to introduce anticipated characters into the Energon Universe. Shana “Scarlett” O’Hara's latest black ops mission is infiltrating the Arashikage Clan, a rising power in Japan. Scarlett's "one lead is her former partner—Jinx—turned Arashikage enforcer. Now, Scarlett must use her skills to survive undercover… and discover a shocking weapon that could change the balance of power on Earth." (Skybound)

Scarlett #1 goes on sale on June 5, 2024.

Destro, from writer Dan Watters and artist Andrei Bressan, will reportedly change the balance of power in the Energon Universe. "James McCullen Destro XXIV is the man behind M.A.R.S. Industries, the undisputed leader in providing high-tech weapons to world powers…for the right price. But the emergence of Energon has changed everything. As Destro’s ambitions grow, the “Crimson Twins” Tomax and Xamot Paoli emerge to destroy their competition, and Cobra Commander realizes his current ally could be his future greatest enemy." (Skybound)

Destro #1 goes on sale on June 19, 2024.

(Images via Skybound - Cover A of Scarlett #1 and Cover A of Destro #1)