#and yer NEVER gonna find out bc

[caelivir]

“are ya sure yer not dating (y/n)?” osamu suddenly asks his brother during a quiet lunch between the two of them.

atsumu chokes on the grains of rice in his mouth, coughing violently and punching his chest. when he finally settles down, he throws a glare at his brother. “what the hell, ‘samu?”

“that’s not an answer.” osamu continues to press.

“we’re not!” atsumu answers, picking up a piece of chicken katsu with his chopsticks. “i don’t like them like that. they don’t like me like that. we’re just friends.”

the bright red-pink of his ears speak otherwise. you see, osamu knows his twin better than he knows himself. he knows that whatever comes out of atsumu’s mouth is a load of crap. just friends? yeah fucking right.

osamu has never seen his brother look at anyone the way he looks at you, starlight and pure adoration swirling in his irises. he acts as if your every word were an earth-shaking prophecy sent by the heavens. his honey brown eyes stare, and he smiles so gently that it makes him sick.

friends aren’t touchy in the way you guys are. you hold each other’s hand like it’s nothing. with interlocked fingers, atsumu will trace his thumb down the back of your hand for no apparent reason. when you’re bored, you’ll take atsumu’s hand into your lap and play with it, bending his fingers, comparing hand sizes, and running a featherlight touch across the expanse of his palm to see if he’ll react.

osamu notices how you never miss the opportunity to find a seat on his brother’s lap. whether there are no seats of available or ten open ones, you will always choose atsumu. and it’s not like he’s complaining about it. in fact, osamu thinks that he waits for it because atsumu would never want to miss the chance to secure his arms around your waist and whisper into your ear amidst a loud conversation.

and you can’t forget the cuddles, and the hugs that linger longer than they should, and the way you’ll cup atsumu’s face, and the way you play with his piss blond hair.

you’re the one person atsumu lets wear his jersey to his game. he ensures you get the best seat to watch him play. osamu doesn’t miss the way his twin looks at you before every serve or the way you cheer the loudest when he scores an ace.

osamu doesn’t think that someone who “doesn’t like you” would be thinking about you every time they shop. “(y/n) likes this snack”. “(y/n) would love this shirt”. “oh hey, (y/n) showed me this”. “‘samu, should i buy this for (y/n)?”.

osamu has never seen two people so madly in love before. he doesn’t know how you guys haven’t realized it yet. and he can’t keep playing along because atsumu’s katsu looks really good right now.

“right…” osamu chooses to answer, dipping his chicken into the tonkatsu sauce. “i sure hope they’re gonna have fun on that date they have today.”

his brother’s chopsticks clatter onto the table before rolling onto the floor. the sight of atsumu’s open mouth filled with rice is unsightly, and osamu has to suppress his laugh.

“they didn’t tell you?” osamu raises an eyebrow.

“no?!” atsumu suddenly stands, slamming his palms into the table.

“yeah, i think they’re gonna leave soon.” osamu lies easily. there is no date. but of course, does ‘tsumu really need to know that?

the blond twin practically bolts away from the dining table and out of the house. when the door slams shut, osamu grins to himself, reaching for the unfinished plate in front of him.

“he can thank me later.”

atsumu brainrot never ends. something short and sweet bc school is kicking my ass.

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

bakugo and reader meeting again after a long time like maybe katsu has been away on a mission and he just misses us so much 🥹

anon this is literally such an adorable request!! This has been sitting in my drafts for the longest time cus i could never rlly figure out what i wanted to do with this, but as soon as i got the inspo i got to it !! im so so sososuuupperr sorry for making you wait so long and if you’re still sticking around, I LUB YOU !! anyways, i tried honoring this lovely sweet request as best i could, if you’re reading, i truly hope you enjoy (and all of you ofc!!) <33

fem reader, jus pure fluffy fluff ! katsuki n reader watch selling sunsets bc my mom does lmfaoo this ones for you momma, kissing, biting (lol will i ever stop), lemme know if i missed sum else !

katsuki regrets planning this surprise.

it’s been one month. exactly 31 days since he’s last seen you. one month he had to survive off of late night phone calls and good morning messages.

katsuki had slowly but surely started climbing up the ranks as a hero ever since he’d gone independent and this mission was a huge steppingstone to victory.

except it involved him going abroad for a month.

you’d congratulated him when he’d told you. you hugged him hard and offered him your brightest sunshine smile, you’d made him dance around your little living room with you, celebrating his ‘rise to stardom’ as you’d called it and he remembers chuckling about it. you’d even gone out of your way and made his favorite to celebrate. but now katsuki understand you were probably doing that so as not to worry him.

he's known you for a long while and he knows you know he can tell when you’re lying, so he was sure you were happy for him. (you can’t fake anything from him and especially not the way you smile, he’s committed that to memory). and you truly looked happy for him, but he knows youwell enough to know that you were also devastated to find out he was leaving for so long. he’d seen the way your eyes widened and your shoulders dropped. but knowing you, you probably powered through it so as not to make him worry.

so stupid. you’re stupid. and he misses you so much.

despite you being in different time zones you make it work. he made sure to be updated daily and called you every time it was time for you to go to bed to make sure you got some well needed sleep and not staying up late mindlessly scrolling through your feed.

you send him pictures of everything happening throughout your day and you’d hound him about his, asking him if he’d eaten well and if he’d beat up any bad guys. and no matter how minuscule his actions were you’d always praise him. as somewhat childish as he knew it was katsuki still walked with his head up high for the rest of the day. if it was to impress you and make you proud, he’d be on the clock 24/7. but, knowing you, you’d get mad at him for overworking himself.

he misses you so much.

he’s on the plane. making his way back home to you a day before he’d told you he would be, his surprise. you’d been so excited, your squeals ringing through the phone, katsuki just couldn’t wipe the smile of his face and goddamnit he tried.

“ou, i can’t wait ! i missed you sooo much, katsu !” you chirped, he couldn’t wait to hear your voice in real life again instead of through his phone.

“yeah, missed you too sweets” he hums, packing up the last of his stuff.

“you better be ready cus when you get back, m’not gonna let you go for a whole month.” you tease, giggling. katsuki huffs out a laugh, looking down at his luggage ready to go as he’d fully finished packing up while you were on the phone.

“uhuh~?” he muses “better be ready for me when i get back. yer not goin’ anywhere either. no bathroom breaks when we're cuddling.”

“ew,” you snort “what am i supposed to do if i have to pee ?”

“that sounds like a you problem, sweetheart.”

you laugh and laugh and katsuki smiles, he couldn’t wait to be able to hear and see it again. expect not one phone call away, like he’d told you he always would be when you’d accompanied him to the airport all teary eyed, but in real life.

except now he’s starting to regret not just coming home on time.

don’t get him wrong, the sooner he gets to you the better. he’d meant it when he told you he wouldn’t let you go and as somewhat embarrassing as it is to him that he had gotten so clingy, being away from you for so long really did a number on him. distance makes the heart grow fonder his ass, he was more than fond of you when he was laying next to you every night instead of all alone in his hotel bed.

but right now he’s way too antsy. he wants to tell you about how he’ll be home soon to hear you squeal and giggle, but he sucks it up in favor of surprising you.

it’ll be worth it. at least that’s what he tried to convince himself when he finished packing up. and on his way to the airport. and on the plane..

who even thought of this stupid surprise idea anyway ?!

he can’t sit still. he has to stop himself from tapping his foot against the floor and shuffling around in his seat. the guy in front of him keeps reclining his seat back but it doesn’t bother him that much, because all he needs is to remember your smile and remember he’s coming home to you, and he feels his nerves settle. recliner-seat-guy be damned.

it’s pitch black by the time he’s off the plane and finally back home. when he checks his phone he sees it’s 2:09 am and you’re no doubt dead asleep by now, he smiles at his phone screen when he sees you smiling back at him.

his limbs suddenly feel heavier the higher the numbers show on the screen inside the elevator to his floor. his body buzzes with excitement but for some reason he can’t help feeling nervous. katsuki knows it’s stupid because you tell him every day how much you miss him and how excited you are to see him. all he wants right now is to see you.

he fumbles around a bit when he fits his keys into the door to walk into your tiny shared apartment and when he finally walks back inside, katsuki is reminded why he does this. why he’s been gone for exactly 31 days.

he kicks his shoes off quietly and sees yours left right by the door like they always are. like he always wants them to be. he wants to come home to your shoes by the door and to you smiling at him brightly and greeting him, or beckoning him over to the couch because you’ve been waiting all day to watch your favorite show with him. (he’s forbidden you from watching any episode of selling sunsets without him, the last time you did he got cranky at you for a good 2 hours.)

katsuki sneaks over to your room, socked feet padding over to the door quietly cracking it open. he’d managed to convince you to move in with him a few months ago, claiming it’d lower costs and yapping about how you practically lived here anyway. it was barely anything to get used to, it felt natural, like this was everything his life was leading up to. but he wants to give you everything you deserve and this cramped little apartment is definitely not it.

he wants to give you a cosy little house, or a penthouse or even a fucking mansion if that was what you wanted, as long as he could be there with you he didn’t care. he’d do whatever he could to get you everything you dreamed of at the flick of a wrist. and that’s why, as annoying and lonely as it was to be without you for so long, he’d pushed through.

katsuki needs to save people, and he wants to. but everything he does, he does with you in a little corner of his mind.

you’re fast asleep like he’d expected, katsuki huffs out a laugh, brushing at your cheek with his finger. his heart almost explodes when you try to lean into the faint touch and he can’t help it anymore. he sits down by your side and kisses your cheek. once, two times, three times and a little one on your nose. if he wasn’t feeling all mushy he’d be an asshole and bite you, but you look so cute he’ll put that off for now.

your nose scrunches up and your eyebrows furrow at the wet kiss onto your skin, you instinctively go to rub at your face with a whine, katsuki chuckles to himself when you open your eyes and the lack of distance between you both meaning your quite literally face to face with him.

“katsu..?” you mumble sleepily “ ‘m i dreamin’ ?”

katsuki chuckles, eyes soft “glad to know ya dream about me, but nah, this isn't a dream.”

you blink sleepily, and katsuki recognize those bright eyes he so loves gleaming the more you wake up “katsuki !” you squeal, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him straight against your collarbone, since he was practically nose to nose with you before he knocks against your chin but you both don’t care.

katsuki crawls into bed and wraps his arms around you tightly, snickering into your neck and you into his hair. you squeeze and squeeze him so hard he thinks you’ll suffocate him but he couldn’t care less, squeezing you like he’s trying to mold you to him.

you breathe him in and he flips you both over with you giggling uncontrollably. you topple over and land straight into his chest. you lift your head up with stars in your eyes like he’d hung up the moon for you and katsuki smirks back softly. because he would. he’d hang up the moon and the stars and more.

all for you.

“you’re back !” you chirp, kissing all over his face. katsuki feels his cheeks hurt, this is the hardest and longest he’d smiled in a month.

“how’d you figure that one out ?” you roll your eyes at his sarcastic remark, blowing lip bubbles against his cheeks as punishment. he playfully pushes your face away from him and you laugh.

“i thought you weren’t coming back until tomorrow..” you quickly reach over to your nightstand to check your phone then throw it back down.

“it is tomorrow.” katsuki quips, already getting back to being a smart ass, you roll your eyes but you can’t wipe off the happy look on your face.

“you know what i mean, asshole” you jokingly narrow your eyes at his smug face and press a finger against his cheek “later tomorrow i mean. was gonna surprise you and you….out-surprised, me” you pout at your ruined plans.

he turns his face so he can sink his teeth into your pointer finger and you quietly squeal in disapproval, he smirks “was gonna, but couldn’t wait anymore. needed to see you.” he pulls you closer to run his nose against your pulse point “felt like i was gonna go fucking crazy if i stayed with those other bastards for a second longer.”

you giggle, placing your hands against his shoulders as he kisses up and down your shoulder and neck haphazardly “ don’t be mean.” you scold.

he lifts his head up to raise a brow at you, hands running up and down your sides “you mean to tell me you wanted me to stay away? didn’t miss me ?” he jokes, squeezing your hips harshly.

“of course i did. missed you so much i felt my heart would tear up sometimes..” you smiles sadly, running your fingers through his blond strands, he frowns "but i'm glad you're back now."

"yeah, and m'not leaving again for a damn long while." he squeezes you so hard he lifts you up in his lap a little bit and a surprised noise leak out of you. he lifts his head up from your chest to smirk at you in challenge "you're gonna have to get used to me and my big mouth all over again."

your heart squeezes, you feel like it'll bursts from happiness and katsuki wonders if he' supposed to feel this happy, if it's okay to be this content with one person. but only for a moment, because he's greedy, so so greedy for you. and he doesn't care if it's wrong because he gets to make you happy, to make you smile and laugh, to have you.

and katsuki does everything for you, so he gives himself to you without a second thought.

you hum, placing your hands against his soft cheeks to press your lips to his "got a month worth of your big mouth i need to catch up on." you whisper before finally closing the distance. you both immediately sigh in relief at the contact, being able to feel each other like this again. you smile into the kiss and katsuki thinks he's never felt more at peace.

after a month, exactly 31 days, katsuki's finally back.

bonus :

"hey." katsuki ask, you snuggle into his side and hum.

"did you watch any episodes of selling sunsets without me ?"

you stiffen.

"n-noooo..." the sheets shuffle and crinkle when katsuki looks down at you. you shrink into yourself.

"maybe one or two.." you squeak out meekly. immediately he's flipping you over and pouncing on you.

"fuckin' traitor." he growls.

"i'm sorry i couldn't help myself !" you wheeze when he starts tickling your sides, kicking at the sheets "it's been a month !" you screech trying to catch your breath.

"yeah i know that !" he exclaims, ignoring the way you're thrashing around as he mercilessly tickles you.

"i'm soooorryy !!"

[7s3ven]

Had my Y/N moment yesterday when a motorbike passed me 😻. I was walking to my bus stop bc I wanted to go to the library to study and I heard a motorcycle and I was like “ooh, motorbike” and I jokingly looked at the person as they passed me. Guys, it was a one second look from me AND THEN I SAW THEIR HELMET TURN AS THEY LOOKED AT ME BACK. I was so embarrassed that I hit my head with my hand then I heard their bike rev behind me.

So erm… imagine that with Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley.

Imagine Ghost tatted up and riding a motorbike 😻. You’re like, a third year university student or something and you’re waiting for your bus so you can go to the library to study. You have a fascination with motorcycles (must’ve come from TikTok) and you hear the sound of a motorbike.

You look to your left to see a man with his sleeves rolled up, exposing his tattoos. He’s extremely muscled too. You don’t notice you’ve been staring long enough for him to notice. You can practically see your own reflection in his visor as he drives past, staring right back at you. Your eyes never leave him until he’s out of sight.

You’re extremely flustered after that interaction but you think nothing of it.

The next time you’re waiting at your bus stop, you hear the familiar sound of an engine revving. It’s the same man. Instead of simply driving past you like last time, he actually pulls over and stops.

His visor flies up to expose his eyes. “Noticed you staring yesterday, lovie.” He says, “You single?”

You can only silently nod.

He holds out his phone, “Type in ‘yer number, lovie. ‘M gonna take ya out sometime and you can do more than stare at my tattoos.”

You’re too busy fumbling with his phone to notice the grin on his face.

Ghost picks you up on his motorbike because he knows how much you like it. He polished it just for you. And bought a helmet just for you too.

“How ya doin’, lovie?” He’s sitting on his bike, watching your every move.

The words get stuck in your throat as he loops one finger around your belt to pull you closer. His hands rest on your hips as he stares up at you.

“Hop on and do your best not to fall off. Want my date in one piece.” He laughs at his own joke as you slip the helmet on and sling a leg over his bike. “Hold on, pretty.”

He finds amusement in the scream you let out as he drives off and how your arms tighten around his waist, face pressed against his back.

[strwbwoo]

this smut is a lik fluffy bc its my bday

cw : idol gyu and famous yn, piv, praises, fluff smut, very not like what i write, very fluff. like very. 500 words, soft service dom mingyu for my birthday tehe

looking thru mail, you find a letter adressed to you.. something about a acting gig, well known studio, “babe, look somebody offered a acting gig?” he shout across the open dining room to the living room, “should i do it?” mingyu now hugging you from the back, arms wrapped low on your waist, head in your neck, inhaling your scent, “why not” he mumbles. you stare at the paper a little more, “ehh i dont think i should..” now his nose is in your freshly washed hair, vanilla shampoo. “well i was gonna do acting gig.” now turning to face him at the mere thought of actor gyu. mingyu was well known and handsome, so it was well known that hes handsome. no one even for an act gets your handsome man,“mingyu..” hands on his chest, “yer okay with me kissing other boys?” you say to get the predictable response you want. hands tighten on your sides. head now in your chest, hiding his pink face but not his raging boner, “no” he muffles. you pick his head up, “and i dont wan’ other girls kissing you” you say before pecking his lips. only with mingyu its never just a peck, a hand on the back of your head to keep you in place. the kiss is deep, hot, and a little sloppy mingyu style. only when he asks th question “can i?” does he end the kiss. your pants turn him on more especially when you dont even bother to say yes and just nod. playing with the hem of your shorts and panties until shimmying them both down to one ankle in one motion. too eager to pull his pants all the way down before he hooks your legs on his shoulders while you lay your back on the table, papers spread everywhere now inorganized “m’gonna put it in..” he groans at the sight of your heavenly body splayed out like that just for him, “mkay.. go slow” you remind because hes still to big for you to fit him comfortably. and he listens to his pretty girl, every couple inches stoping and asking if your okay until hes snug in your pussy. mingyu is king of making intimate moments even with your legs folded by his big build, “so pretty…” he whispers while swiping hair away from your eyes and forehead. only you start clenching around him and squirming does he move. slow lazy thrust -to him atleast- thats still go deep enough to hit your sweet spot. gripping at his biceps he works hard for you to mark. you start to whine, “g-gyu..” his focus now on your face and soft voice, “wanna cum..” thats all you have to say for him to complay, “whatever you want princess” and his thumb on you slit covered in your juices, and he picks up the pace of his hips. eyes shut and brows furrowed when you hit your high. when you come down form such euphoria he pulls out slowly to get a rag, cleaning the sweat on your forehead, your pretty hole, soft thighs before getting your favorite chocolate covered strawberries in the fridge and settling you down the couch with you favorite blanket to watch one of your all time favorite movies..

[screampied]

see I just realised you said GHOST and not ghostface,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, that’s very embarrassing I wish I could unsend an ask bc that’s so embarrassing,,,,,,,,,,,, EISH IM CURLIN UP I MISREAD IT AGHHH

close enough it’s TOJI and he’s sexy so :3333

did he js flick the reader’s forehead,,, OU HIS HANDS ARE COLD?? MEOWWWWW “are you even listening” NO KING IM TRYNA HEAR UR DICKS HEARTBEAT MIAOOWWWWWW

“wanna feel?” 😧 well,,,,,,,, it must be the witching hour bc I’m about to do some magical spells on that shit LMFAOAOA 😭 “knock y’erself out” AYE AYE CAP’N 😻‼️

HAPPY TRAIL??????? AND DIANA IS ON THE PROWL MEOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW “you wanna find out?” VEGAS YOURE KILLING ME SHES HISSING I CANT DO THIS AUSGGDHFHFHFHF “c’mere then” LAWD IM IN HEAT sorry that is wild..

“knees” did and done 🧎🏾‍♀️”bra, take that off too” SO HE WANNA SEE MY TITS 😛😛😛 BEST BELIEVE THAT SHIT IS FLYING OFF (I’m so sorry.) “fuck, y’er pretty” THANK YOU DADDY 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻

“it’s too big for you? thats my bad” cocky about his cock,,, I NEED HIM AUGGH

“play with your tits” … radio silence…………… unexpected……….. NO BC THE WAY MY JAW ACC DROPPED I WAS LIKE WOAH?? BUT I MEAN SHIT IF THERES A WILL THERES A WAY I GOT THE ASSETS FOR ALLAT !!

“such a pretty mouth, ugh” the ugh in italic? I HEARD IT?? LAED?? IM SO FINISHED IM PROPERLY DONE “good girl. haah, ‘s good” meows.

“yer nasty” VEGAS YOU ALWAYS SERVE AT THE RIGHT TIMES IVE BEEN GEEKING ABOUT BEING CALLED NASTY FOR DAYS AND YOU PULL THIS, I CANTTTT “play with yourself” FROTHING AT THE MOUTH

“you want that, sweets?” I CALL PEOPLE SWEETS TOO OMG ME N HIM TWINNIN and wtf is ectoplasm.. IS IT YHAT GREEN SHIT FROM GHOSTBUSTERS?? OH NAH GMFU SAY WHAT NOW?? nvm its whitee, false alarm :P

“Yer mouths gettin smart” IT CAN GET SMARTER, OG OFFICE SIREN RIGHT HERE !! “fuuuuuuuuck me” lawd……… LAWD I LOVE WHEN MEN DO THAT

“I wanna break you” sweet and sour kebabs.. “you have to pay for that you kno-" LMFOAOAOAOAOAO WE ARE FUNNYY “you played with her?” he referred to it as her… screampied’s version of toji is the man of my dreams NOT YOU ADRESSING IT LMFAOAOOA YOURE SO REAL FOR THAT

“n-no” “y-yea” moans. THE MOCKING I NEED THIS IN MY LIFEEE “look at that tongue” IM DYING IM BEDRIDDEN IM ILL HELP ME “listen to it with me” WOWZA “atta girl” YOWZA !

“whatever spell you had” TOLD YALL IMA BE ON MY WITCH SHIT 🗣️‼️ DONT PLAY WITH CATTTTTTT I WAS CASTIN SPELLS ALLLLL OVER LIKE “PUSSARIUS DRUNKIOS” BIPPITY BOPPITY BOO NOW HE LUV IT, IM TEWWW GOOD 😛

DID IT END OFF W A WHINY NEEDY TOJI??? im a LITTLE too good .. BUT LAWD YOU ATE IT DOWNNNN, HATS OFF TO YOU QUEENIE

— pearl anon !!!! :3

LMAOOO OMG 🫦🫦🫦 tehe yesss he’s an actual ghost but id love to write ghostface toji one day 🤚🏽 that'd eat so hard bruh

the dick's heartbeat 😭😭😭 that's new i'm gonna use that one day. YESSSS HIS HAPPY TRAIL, i could literally write so much ab happy trails it’s actual sick idk ??? like they’re jus so sexy to me. happy trails >>>

NOT U CALLING THE COOTER DIANA PLS

right he’s so cocky he just needs to get put in his place like … (he does 🌚) HEHEJE YESSS UGH IN ITALIC. it just has more pizzazz me thinks, omg i love that word pizzazzzzz. HELPPPP ectoplasm is a ghost like substance but since it’s fanfiction let’s say it’s another type of cum 👨🏽‍💻👨🏽‍💻

YESSS tojis pussy talk is literally unmatched, literally got an ask to elaborate on his pussy talk n i’m so GEEKEDDDDD. writing his dialogue makes my stomach churn up in KNOTSSSS

right. we love sassy reader's w backbone before being put in their place >>>> THE WITCH SHIT BYE. pussarius drunkios HELP ???? 😭😭😭😭

yep, whiney toji my fav 🫦 did all that just to get put in his place <3 he’s never gonna leave us bc he’s too pussy whipped now 🙂‍↕️

[soukokuchild]

chapter 7 random spoiler bc why not. also I loved writing timeskip sunaosa & sakuatsu together

"I'm not gonna be the third wheel on yer date with Rin, Osamu," Atsumu said and cut the vegetables and pork as his brother had instructed. More or less.

"First of all, don't call me Osamu, and secondly, we haven't seen each other for weeks. This is the perfect time to do it." One look at what his brother was doing and Osamu was tempted to pull his hair out.

"We're literally in the same room right now," Atsumu replied. Apparently, making a simple yaki udon wasn't as easy as the older twin had thought.

"'s not the same. We haven't explored Osaka together yet; now we can do it, the three of us, like in high school." Well, technically, Atsumu had started exploring. Of course, it wasn't the same as doing it with his two best friends, but maybe it was better not to tell him that.

"Ya never do anything without a reason. There's something behind this, Sunarin knows it, and I'll be the victim, so no." Osamu stopped stir-frying the meat, onions and the rest of the ingredients to turn around and look at his brother. Atsumu understood what Osamu was about to say just by the smile he gave him.

"If yer so scared, why dontcha bring yer Omi? You haven't introduced us yet." Game over.

"How the hell didja-"

"We crossed paths when I came to pick yer ass up. I just put two and two together." So Osamu had known all along and hadn't said anything to trap Atsumu. He had come up with quite a plan, the sneaky bastard.

"Well, if he has a day off from studyin', I'll ask him to come with us."

"Good, Rin will arrive in Osaka in two weeks." Atsumu slammed the knife down on the kitchen counter. "Ya could have told me the night before while ya were at it." It was going to be a few intense days, during which the older twin would have to find an excuse to convince the guy.

[atlantis54]

im bored so heres a list of 3ds games i like that you should download if you have hshop

-Parascientific Escape Trilogy: basically a mix of puzzle, mystery and visual novel. the games involve a lot of psychic and ESP themes (hence, parascientific) so if yer interested in like telekinesis and whatever i recommend it. also theres a scene in the 1st game where one of the characters straight up tells the protag “im gonna call the police” in the most polite and kind way possible and its great

-Legend of Dark Witch Trilogy: a sidescrolling platformer thats basically just megaman but with anime girls. the game is in a retro sprite style that looks awesome and the music is a banger, however its uh. very hard. even on easy. you might have to replay the levels a lot but as long as you remember to level up your stats youll be fine. besides getting a game over doesnt wipe yer progress or anything. if yer a fan of megaman you should get it cause its like a spiritual successor (like how yooka-laylee is inspired by banjo-kazooie and pizza tower is inspired by wario land)

-Pocket Card Jockey: i don’t really like card games but i still really like this one. mainly its bc its funny as hell. like in the very beginning your character straight up dies via getting trampled by horses. anyway, the game is essentially solitaire mixed with horse racing. if you go in not knowing how to play solitaire (like i did) you may find it a little hard but its still really fun regardless. the game’s artstyle is also just really nice to look at bc it makes everyone look... idk, toyish? playmobile? i wouldnt say its chibi but its close. anyway if you like comedy and puzzle games please play this game its great

-Tomodachi Life: this game is like if nintendo made their own version of the sims. basically, you run an island populated by the miis you create and you have to solve their problems. it can get a bit repetitive but never completely stale as a lot of wild things can happen. for example, on one of my playthroughs chikorita from pokemon and dedede from kirby married and had like 3 kids. like in any other situation the concept would be cursed but here its so ridiculous that its good. also, like pocket card jockey, there’s a lot of comedy aspects. this is probably the most iconic game out of the ones im listing here, so if you like life sims and memes, this is the game for you!

-Sushi Striker: The Way of Sushido: yeah, most of the games im suggesting have stupid premises that are executed surprisingly well. in a world where fish doesn’t exist, literal freaking GODS make sushi. of course, nobody has tried seafood in this universe, so an ongoing war is happening over it. your job as the protag is to make sure everyone is able to get sushi without risking their life for it. yeah, sounds dumb, but the battle system for defeating enemies is really satisfying, as you link together pieces of sushi and yeet the empty plates at yer opponent. if crack taken seriously is yer thing, you should get it!

aaaaaand thats all i can think of rn. if you have hshop on yer 3ds then you should get these games bc their really cool and fun thanks :D

[definitelynotshouting]

Do not apologise at all for responding late!! Holiday burnout is so real, theres sm to organise so I understand completely 😅. I hope youre getting some rest between xmas and the new year, or that at least whatever you have planned isnt too hard on you :)

I am 100% willing to believe you blessed my flight lmao, hopefully it works on the way back as well :D

Is it weird to say i dont think ive ever had a blackberry before?? Idk i might have had one when i was a kid but when you mentioned the blackberry jam I completely blanked. So um. Hope it was good?

Oh no your cat!! D: Hope he's all better now

YES I WOULD LOVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT MALAYSIAN FOOD!! I would show u pics but um 🧍->🏃‍♂️💨. Ur gonna have to google it king LOL. The first day back my dad and I went out to a mamak stall (basically just a restaurant for malay-chinese-indian food), and I had roti canai (a type of flatbread with curry) and teh tarik, which I have missed dearly. I dont typically like normal english breakfast tea so getting to have authentic teh tarik was SO GOOD. Teh tarik (translating to "pulled tea") is made with condensed milk and gets its name from how after the drink is mixed it gets continuously poured over and over from one container to another until it gets super frothy.

I've also been getting reacquainted with my favourite fruits 🥰 that you cant get in Australia like mangosteen and jambu air (ai-yer). Mangos and dragon fruit you can get in australia but. um. Theyre bad. They just taste like sweet water. Also unfortunately for me rambutan i havent been able to find rambutan 😔😔. Those look similar to lychee but they taste pretty different, less tangy and sweeter.

Ive gone out with a friend to have cendol (c promounced as a "ch") which is a cold desert with coconut milk and rice jelly, along with other toppings should you choose it. Im also in the process of convincing my bff to do a 3h road trip with me specifically for food in a city called Ipoh 😭 wish me luck.

AND, im getting one of my relatives to teach me how to make rendang and char kway teow. The rendang specifically because the one she makes i prefer over what's usually made in restuarants. I think it's a state difference in recipes or smtg? So the ones you'll find in restuarants are KL/Selangor rendang and she makes from Kedah. Thats just a theory tho im not actually sure.

🧍 i realise this ask has become like 70% about food so i apologise. But. In my defense you asked >:) /j

ANYWAY. I hope youve gotten a break from the holiday work or at least have one coming up <33 Take care of yourself; indulge in your cheeses :D

-☀️

SUN ANON HELLOOOOOO im so excited to hear you got those desserts, those sound AMAZING...... also i looked up all the foods you mentioned and MAN THESE LOOK GOOD.... im a shrimp lover im gazing so hard at the char kway teow...... 👀👀👀👀👀 also holy shit these fruits look so cool???? Thats WILD ive literally never heard of these before and im having a lot of fun looking them up online and reading about their flavours and stuff!!!! Incredibly curious about mangosteen, i was not expecting it to be white inside when i looked it up and just like, the contrast of the purplish rind vs the white insides is SO neat to look at, like that feels really good on my eyeballs if that makes sense JSDBEKDNMDD also also teh tarik sounds and looks amazing i want to try that SO bad now omg

Its so funny you say that about blackberries bc where i live we have them literally growing everywhere on the side of the road AKDNWKDNKWDN in the summer when they start putting out fruit one of my roommates will sometimes go out and just pick a bunch for the whole household, and they always taste SOOOOO much better than the store-bought ones. Im genuinely not sure how to describe the taste of blackberry other than like. Its very sweet but also very tart (i go for the slightly less ripe ones tbh bc i prefer tart things to super sweet) at the same time, and sorta pops in your mouth a little bit when you chew it. Honestly its one of my favorite fruits i would highly recommend them if you can find em anywhere!!!!

My resolution this year is a bit silly but i wanted to go for a very fun easy one, so its to use every sticker i own this year :] ive already started by putting a few on the creeper minifridge that my roomie got me for xmas 😂😂😂😂😂😂 and i have some scrapbook ideas as well to use my fancier ones that my friends have gotten me!!!! Also you are so valid about the writing-- tbh if you wrote more than expected then it sounds like you succeeded instead of failed, so thats awesome!!! :DDD

I hope you're doing well on your travels, sun anon!! And when the time comes may your flight back to Australia be as peaceful and pleasant as the one you experienced when you left it :]

[usamey]

I feel like you’re a dog and im running around the house yelling “WHATS IN YOUR MOUTH” cause whatevers in our mouth is a new f/o

bark bark bitchesssss yaint EVA gonna get it😛

[sipsteainanxiety]

Could I request headcanons on how Bakugo would act having a hyperactive S/O who has a especially hard time getting tired at night

i am. so sorry this is late af skfhsdkf before i answer this im just gonna plug this fic rq bc i was reminded of it LOL it's just what u asked for

bakugou loves his sleep. we all know he's in bed at eight, the old man, and once he's out, he's out. he's one of those really deep sleepers, yet he wakes up at even the slightest of things if he senses them.

he's gotta wake up early for his shifts and so he likes being well-rested for them. he doesn't particularly like having to wake up early of course—he'd much rather sleep in (who wouldn't?). but well, he had a job to do and he wouldn't let his urge to sleep stop him from being a hero.

for so long—so many years—he had grown accustomed to his set routine and sleep schedule. it was practically ingrained in him—he wouldn't alter it for anything. on days where he had to stay up later than usual or wake up earlier, he'd be so grumpy. his friends quickly learned that he needed his beauty sleep lol.

but then... he met you. and he fell in love.

once you moved in with him, though, he quickly learned that you were not... the easiest person to deal with when it came to sleep.

he loved you, he really did, but fuck you were hyper at the latest times of night. you would be up on your phone or laptop, watching shows or typing away.

at first, he left you alone, figuring that you would eventually come to bed or adapt to his own sleep schedule. but the first few nights where he didn't fall asleep with you tucked into his chest, he found himself waking up crankier than usual. and he knew he was fucked.

sometimes he'd wake up with you curled up in bed next to him. but at other times he'd find you passed out on the couch in the living room, your laptop still open on the little table in front of you.

there was one time he woke up randomly at three in the morning to find you fucking baking cookies. it was a nightmare.

he didn't blame you, no. never got too upset at you or too angry. but he was always tired once eight or nine hit, and he didn't want to sleep without you. he liked having you in his arms as he slept and he knew he couldn't let this shit slide anymore if it was starting to impact his own sleep. he was getting exasperated, at this point.

he came up to you one evening as you were reading something on your phone and stared at you until you looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.

"'m stagin' an intervention," he said bluntly. when you asked what for, he replied, "you 'n yer shit sleep schedule."

"my sleep schedule's not that bad—" you started to protest, but he was having none of that.

"bullshit, you went to bed at four a.m. last night," he hissed out. you gave him a sheepish look and fiddled with your phone.

"okay fine, maybe it is bad. but i just have a hard time sleeping!" you told him.

"no shit." he huffed and crossed his arms. "'m gonna help ya." you only gave him an uncertain look.

he was patient with you. he did his research. he made you try teas that would make you sleepy, had you try melatonin, made you do extra work during the day to tire you out, even had you try to do a 12 hour fast to reset your circadian rhythm. he wasn't going to give up, no sir.

he set up a rule that you couldn't use any technology after eight, to prevent you from staying up even more with all the artificial light in your face. you protested weakly at first, but you knew he was doing this for your own good.

some of the things he did worked. but not all the time. and he eventually had to come to a compromise with you when it became clear that you just couldn't fall asleep as easily as he did.

and so, you settled on going to bed with him whenever he would retire for the night. you let him curl up into your side or wrap you in his arms. sometimes you'd just wait until he would fall asleep until you'd pull up your phone on its lowest brightness setting to play around on it. other times you'd be on it from the start and would let him tug you close to him as he'd peer over your shoulder until he'd fall asleep.

it wasn't perfect, no. but it would do. and eventually, you found yourself falling asleep easier and easier whenever you were warmly tucked against him, listening to the sounds of his soft breathing.

[kira-fluff]

Imagine the bros with someone who was a gremlin as a child and just nonchalantly tells them their stories. For example in kinder I got dared to put a rock in my ear and my little five year old self was not gonna back down. I had to get that rock removed by a doctor 😭.

a/n: i love this oddly specific request as well as the flawless usage of the descriptor "gremlin". i too was a lollipop-stuck-to-hair, hot-mess-express child. thank u for sharing your amazing story x i took the liberty of using as many funny childhood stories as i could remember, as well as your own (thought it a befitting tale to tell to lucifer lmao) disclaimer: this is assuming that you had a childhood full of crazy events, but none including ab*se of any kind. these are silly, funny memories, not ones that would hurt you to this day. tw: language, mention of children in the future (not totally breeding kink tho), established relationship unclear so just decided that for yourself bc im lazy

reacting to funny stories from your childhood - obey me! brothers x reader

stories of your childhood were always something most found entertaining, but you found that these stories intrigued your demon roommates even more so. it started off as a comment you'd mentioned off-hand, but the brothers urged you on, hooked on hearing some of your stories - after all, it had been a few hundred years since they'd been children.

"...so one time i got dared to put a rock in my ear and, of course, only losers back down from a challenge--" "you didn't" "--so i put that rock right in my ear! then i had to go to the doc to get it taken out, but at least my friends knew i ain't no pussy." "of course you did."

lucifer

trying to pretend like he doesn't care

but is easily baited into the conversation when mammon says "the person who knows the most 'bout y/n is obviously ME!"

rolls his eyes, but you can see his head turning to listen to you better

is rude af about it once you finish your story smh

"it all makes sense now, that rock must've replaced your brain"

smirks throughout the story, making focused eye-contact with mammon because his dumbass did the same thing. LAST. MONTH. (for a bet, of course, that he lost)

scoffs at your story, but can't help but continue to listen with a smile

he's got it bad

feels the need to one-up your stories with stories of his own (that aren't embarrassing at all, but that prove that even at the age of 2 he was a badass)

can't help but let his mind wander to having a child with you (he's domestic af okay)

"let's hope your our child inherits more of the father's genetics"

i dare you to smack him upside the head he deserves it for being a snarky little whore

just run away after, it's not like he'll catch you he def will

"...and then my sister took my doll, so then i tackled her to the ground and started chocking her. she passed out but she had it coming. my mom grounded me for like a month but i didn't care because guess what? my sis never took my doll again" "remind me not to take your shit anymore oh fuck--"

mammon

oh? cute stories about your childhood?

he's all ears

can't help but turn it into a competition to see who knows you the best or who your favorite is

so badly wants you to say it's him ;-;

was expecting stories about maybe the time you made your first friend or when you learned your first word

nope

he's over here sweating bullets because did he remember to put back all that stuff he took?

he wasn't gonna sell it or anythin'.. he just kinda likes the way yer stuff smells... not in a creepy way though, ok?!

and like, you hadn't noticed yet

so of course he was gonna keep some of your stuff!!!

but.. but you choked your sister for stealing a doll?

not even lucifer was that... extreme

may or may not find him in your room, putting all of your things back in the places he recalled he'd taken them

you'd just laugh, saying you didn't mind as long as it wasn't something you really needed

he breathed a sigh of relief

he was genuinely about to shit his pants when you walked through the door

"'m too young to die! swear i was jus' lookin' at 'em!"

"..one time my dad was in a bad mood so he got mad that i passed the ketchup bottle without the cap facing DOWN so that all the ketchup was able to be poured out quickly. so then, when he asked me to pass the salt, so i looked at him, then turned the salt shaker face down and handed it to him as the salt was pouring out..."

leviathan

already tweeting "STORIES FROM Y/N'S CHILDHOOD?!?!??! #REALSHITSABTTOGODOWN #STANRURICHAN"

spurs him to tell his own stories about his childhood (he wants to share but swears its sO emBarrAsSinG"

swears he was into anime as a newborn

is honestly a lil giddy to hear your stories and laughs at them just as much as everyone else

whenever you come into his room while he is gaming he wants you to tell him more of the stories from your childhood

"LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOO Y/N IS A SAVAGE"

doesn't find it hard to believe that you were just as sassy as a little child

you're just like him <3

kinda blushes imagining the two of you being childhood besties uwu

like he gives bullied in high school vibes for some reason idk

i can just imagine the two of you being the best of friends

you'd make him lil flower crowns while he ranted to you about his pokemon card collection

he's so SOFT for you omgggg

would quite literally die for you if he had to but im getting off topic

anyway, please never stop talking to him, it's his number one fear <3

giggles in the dorky way he does when you get super expressive

"...there was this day when i was eight and i didn't want to go to school anymore and i was bored in class so i decided right then and there that i would lose my tooth and get one of those crappy-looking 'tooth necklaces'..... not five minutes later, i ripped my front tooth out and was sent to the nurses with blood dripping down the hallway. i was so proud of myself but it turned out i had accidentally ripped out an ADULT tooth. my parents were pissed, but i was proud because i got to go home and eat ice cream for two weeks."

satan

THRIVES off the stories of you being a little shit as a kid lol (or the stories of you being a little shit now)

that being said, WHAT THE FUCK

he forgot how wild kids can be, much less YOU

i mean, you were sent to the demon world and all you did was shrug and roll with it??? who even are you????

you even felt a little bit of pity for your parents, bless their souls

he smirked at the part where you got out of school as you clasped your chest proudly

it was cute to watch you get excited about all your little adventures from when you were younger - it's hard to believe that was only a few decades ago (to him)

finds himself looking for the you now in your old self

he's easily able to identify some of your key traits: stubbornness, strength, optimism, kindness, wit...

you were always this way, he thought, and it was reassuring.

a little smile crept up his face, taking over the neutral expression that once adorned his soft and regal features

you were always something something special

"...and then the teacher was wearing this ugly ass skirt and so my sassy little six-year-old self was like 'did you dress in the dark or something? because your shirt doesn't match your skirt'... i feel kinda bad about it now but it was iconic back in the day."

asmodeus

gives you exaggerated reactions to each part of your story, but they're genuine

gASP

hand over mouth

laughs at the parts when you get super animated

insists your are doing her a favor by helping her with her fashion dilemma

honestly he probably has some similar stories to share himself

gushes about how the two of you are so alike that it is shocking

(i mean i guess sorta? jk u wish)

"we're so similar.. let's go to my bedroom and find out what is different"

all his other brothers simultaneously shout, "NO"

i headcanon that asmo has dimples that come out when he truly, REALLY smiles and he does it when you talk about your childhood

you get all excited and he can't help but just shout, "oH you're SO cUTE~~~~~!"

"....i backflipped into the christmas tree and the next thing i knew i was in one of those crusty ass hospital beds. so yeah, i don't recommend doing that."

beezlebub

got lost half-way through the story when he got up to get a snack

next thing he knew you were talking about backflipping???

still though, he found it really cute how you got all soft when talking about the way that your mother started crying once you woke up only for her to fall into a fit of rage the next moment

the moment actually brought tears to your eyes, reminding you of a part of yourself that did really miss home and the people that you left there

his eyes widened, taking in your shrinking form

as if his arms moved on his own, he moved to grasp you in a tight embrace

your sniffles ceased and you even let out a little giggle, "beel, you're squishing me"

he apologized, his purple eyes full of worry and remorse

you only shook your head, mumbling a quiet, "i'm fine"

he realized that even though devildom seemed like home to him now, he also knew what it felt like to have to get used to an entirely new place, especially going from being an angel to a deadly sin

so he cherished those moments in his heart, but he was hesitant to ask you more about your childhood, afraid that the memories, while happy, would also make you homesick

he cares for you so much, don't ever think otherwise <3

"...i skipped class so many times because i slept in - and like, usually i'd just show up late, but i had decided that i will never be that loser who ran to class. if i was gonna show up late, i'd show up looking good. so i'd curl my hair and put on makeup if i was late. i'd be more late, but i'd look like a bad bitch."

belphegor

your "idgaf" personality reflects his quite well

the amount of times he's tried to skip school because of sleeping were too far to count

yet lucifer always forced him to take part in the daily academics activities

honestly sort of jealous of you

still, he gets over it quickly, though, when he sees the cute little crescents that your eyes form

can't help but not be mad at you

and now he knows the perfect person to go to when he wants to escape the world and take a big nap

maybe miss a few classes on the side with you :)

you're his special napping buddy

a/n: this was sorta ass but just ignore it

[sugawarassoulmate]

Slinking out of my post-surgery haze to share a thought bc if I don’t I’ll combust- bully!Samu who absoLUTELY finds out about a thing or two that you’re into and absoLUTELY teases tf out of you for it. Maybe he reads your diary to find out, maybe you sent a text that wasn’t for him, idk, but he so would make fun of and tease you relentlessly for it, i feel and I’d let him tbh-

omg yes! i've made the joke before that bully!osamu absolutely has a kinkshaming kink but only for you sksksk

he would totally read your diary bc he has no concept of privacy or boundaries when it comes to you. and it's there he finds out stuff you're too shy to tell anyone, even your closest friends.

it's probably something mild, honestly. like being tied up but what if you wrote something particularly juicy? what if osamu "stumbles" across your diary and finds the entry where you were writing about him?

of course you write about him a lot — he's so mean and nasty and is always getting up in your space. but you're also writing about how he makes you feel so small or how warm you feel inside when he touches you, even if it's just his fingertips. sometimes you hope he's gonna bug you when he walks into a room because you're craving his attention.

he finds out about the first time you touched yourself while thinking about him and it's the best thing he's ever read. you're so pathetic, absolutely disgusting (but he'll never admit that he's been jerking it to you for years or that he fucked his fist as soon as he got home after reading what you wrote about him)

osamu will never tell you outright that he read your diary, that would be too easy. but the next time he sees you, he'll be sure to crowd you into a corner, barely touching your shoulders with his fingers just to see your cheeks warm up.

and as his hands are reaching up your shirt, teasing at your soft skin, he'll whisper in your ear. "i've been thinkin' that maybe i'll tie ya up next time," he'll say, noticing the slight jump your body makes. "would ya like that? squirming around with yer wrists bound together?"

he'll wait until you give him that small nod, confirming your darkest desires to him just so he can throw it back in your face. "yer actually into that? so fuckin gross, yer not even ashamed of it?" before leaving the room. he doesn't have to look back to know there are already tears in your eyes.

don't worry, he's gonna tie you up. he just wanted you to suffer a bit.

[elsecrytt]

omfg i LOVE your demon culture headcanons, they're so fun and really make obey me so much more interesting than it already is. one hc ive always had of the devildom folk and culture is that in their courting rituals it's common to bring their mate fresh prey as a show of strength. imagine one of the brothers coming up to mc and straight up dropping the mangled body of a lesser demon at their feet and mc is just HORRIFIED but the brothers are like "what? im showing u i care and that im strong"

Adjkflshfgk oh no oH NO *OH NO* I’m so sorry but unfortunately this is exactly the kind of thing that awakens something inside of me so.

I'm gonna be real with you. Sure MC is horrified and all bc like, damn, dead body, but also... like... IDK I JUST THINK. THE IDEA'S PRETTY HOT.

I just find it narratively compelling and erotic and sexy if a character is wiling to kill for me. And you know Mammon would be like. A super cute excited puppy with a dead animal,, showing off his kill to his owner you hehe

So you’re walking around town with Mammon. All’s well in the Devildom. Maybe you stride into a cafe after a bit of a shopping spree (he says he’ll treat you, he really wanted to try the parfait here, you see - coincidentally, your date had been about to end…) and you’re sitting at your table, waiting for your order.

As you watch the nearby couples (you already know Mammon’s latest moneymaking scheme idea is stupid and you’re going to tell him no, but it would make him feel better if you didn’t shut him down right away), you come across one example in particular that looks… not so good.

Two incubi who’d come in together were starting to fight. One of them looks like he’s got tears in his eyes - you see him gesture to his phone.

You can’t hear the exact words but you can imagine already what they are by the flush of embarrassment on the other one’s face and the guilty looks, how he keeps glancing away and appears at a loss to explain himself.

Was he…?

“You cheating whore! I should have known - how could I be this stupid - " His voice starts to crack and you start to really feel bad for him, other people are watching now, "You’d just texted me last night and you were with him - ”

OOF. Big oof.

Mammon must have seen how sorry you felt for the guy written all over your face, because he caught on to where your attention was right away and whined at once.

“Heya!! I’m talking ta ya here, yer really gonna pay attention ta those dweebs over there over the Great Mammon?”

You roll your eyes (they’re shouting now). “Why don’t you watch, too? Something like this would never happen with us, it’s interesting.”

It’s like he’s got dog ears that perk right up, his attention immediately captured as you watch him blush and try to fight the urge to smile (he never won).

And when his gaze flicks over to the couple in question, a slap has gone out... but it's from the accused cheater, to his partner.

"Well maybe if you weren't absolute shit in bed, I wouldn't have to get it elsewhere!"

You actually wince at that. In public? Seriously? After he cheated...

"The audacity," You mutter, and Mammon nods.

"Yeah, you can't even compare a couple like that to us." His tone is unmissable, smug, a feeling he didn't often get to show.

(He's still blushing, but it's more of a smirk now, and if anyone can look cute while smirking it's your Mammon)

In the corner of your eye you watch Mammon's eyes gleam in the light as he gazes over the guilty party, and you remember that Lucifer is his favorite brother.

Guess they have something in common after all, hmm?

But you don't point it out, instead saying, "At least the dude is showing his true colors so the other guy dumps his worthless ass. It'd be worse if they got back together."

"Oh yeah?" He cocks his head at you.

"Well, imagine the dude apologized. Then that poor guy might take him back..."

"So what if he did, though? I mean, ya said yerself, the dude's trash. If he wants to take him back, then whatever."

You can't believe you're having this conversation. "Well, different people have different opinions. But I'd never take back a cheater. It's demeaning."

"Course you wouldn't! Ya have me, after all." He preens, and you want to smile at him again because he's just so cute.

"But what's this got to do with them?" He's genuinely confused, too, which makes you want to roll your eyes.

"It's just sad to think about someone getting less than they deserve, Mammon."

When this is met with yet more indifference, you switch up the tactics, "Look, scum belongs in the trash, doesn't it? I wouldn't take someone like that and I wouldn't expect anyone else to."

You're pretty sure Mammon would n e v e r but you give him a suspicious look anyways.

"Yeah. Yeah, you're right!" There's your boy, changing gears on the fly, "You wouldn't take somebody like that. They don't deserve anything!"

He's beaming, so you're sure you haven't gotten your point across. But you always did love that smile.

Plus he's holding out the spoon bashfully, hoping to feed you a really delicious looking scoop of his parfait that came during the conversation.

When you lean forward and close your mouth over the spoon he looks like he's about to explode from happiness... it he doesn't overheat from that massive flush, first.

Augh. He is just. Too cute.

[Warning: Listen. You read the ask at the beginning. You know what it said. GRAPHIC description of an injury/dead body ahead. They’re demons. It’s fucked up. You have been warned.

Also. It's kinda romance. Like it's kinda horror but. He's Mammon. He's your good boy. He's very sweet about it even if it's kinda horrifying. Also his tits are out in demon form, it would distract anyone - ]

>Mammon: Heya! C'mon over to my room, I gotcha somethin'

You get the text. And of course, you came at once.

Mammon is squatting on his heels, arms on his knees and his hand resting on his chin while he stares at his DDD (it looks like his messages app).

His clothes are as stylish as ever, spic and span, his bright white head of hair eye-catching as always until you meet his eyes, which light up even brighter.

You notice this especially because just in front of him, not two feet away, in a pool of blood, is a corpse.

The urge to hurl is instantaneous - even looking at it makes you wince and tear your eyes away, but you have to see - and a terrible recognition strikes you.

From - from the cafe? Oh god. Oh god. You remember him - he was standing up and moving, he was speaking, you'd heard him talk earlier today and he's - is he -

“We need to call - ”

Mammon cuts you off, for once. "Hey! I know I ain't the best at magic but even I can take care of a body."

Your heart thuds in your chest. There's a gaping hole in the center of his - it's? - chest. The ribs curve outwards as if something in his chest exploded, the bones exposed with tiny bits of flesh and redness clinging to them in stringy, thin webs.

And then your eyes follow down to its exposed crotch, where there's nothing but a bloody stump - if it could even be called that. Fuck, you can see the -

You have to look away again, back, over into Mammon's eyes.

"A body? Mammon, this is a lot more than just - just a fucking body!!"

He perks up at that, "Ya better believe it is! I wouldn'ta done this for anyone else! Look at him - he got what he deserved. Just like you said!"

Mammon smiles up at you, his eyes flickering, and -

And he looks just as sweet as he did offering you a parfait, just as bashful and unable to hide his delight. A trace of insecurity, as if you're not sure he'll accept his affections, when he's offering you a corpse.

"Mammon..." You trail off, not sure how to say it - just in that tone he knows to think twice about.

You watch him stand, eyes down and bashful like a chastened dog, and a dark aura engulfs his figure - in an instant.

And now you know where all the blood is. his chest is splattered with it; it's a good think his outfit is mostly leather because it's all over him. His boots are all red.

Mammon has never scared you before. And now...

...he still doesn't, because he's giving you puppy dog eyes.

"I gave him just what he deserved, and brought him here for you to see!" He tells you eagerly, fixing his eyes on yours.

Mammon kicks over the body, closer to your feet; its arm rolls out limply as it sags there, like a ragdoll made of flesh.

"I'm the second strongest of all my brothers! The Great Mammon! Not just anybody would do this for ya, and almost nobody could do it as fast!"

Every sentence feels like a new swerve. You look away from his eyes, down -

"It's all for you, ya know? Because... well... I like ya so much..."

- down - there's barely any of the white markings visible on his chest, splattered with redness that trails down in rivulets as you step forward to look at it -

"A-and ya said yourself! He deserved to be punished! So I... y'know. Did what ya wanted... I did your will, master..."

His voice lingers in your ears, high but keening, somehow, that longing you know buried deep inside always calling out -

the rise and fall of his chest, so perfectly defined even with red all over it -

"For you..." Mammons says your name and your heart jumps, "I brought him here for you, at your feet, on the ground, dead beneath you where he belongs..."

You stumble over it, the heavy mound of bone and muscle in the vague shape of a body, tumbling over at your touch, pallid from the loss of blood.

The skin is waxy, and before the massive gash in its chest can make itself known you draw your eyes back, back towards the magnetic pull of Mammon's plaintive words -

His eyes draw you in, in an instant, as you seem to step forward, right into his arms... even as he falls to his knees.

Mammon's face is beatific, adoring.

"Let me show ya... how much I can do for ya, all that I wanna do for ya, I can make ya feel so good.."

You lick your lips. The demon from earlier might be dead... but your heart is pounding - desperately, and something much lower along with it.

[1shirt2shirtredshirtdeadshirt]

I think I just broke my spouse by rewatching Star Trek Generations. Oops.

My spouse is now losing their sh*t in the funniest way possible because I've said I am rewatching Star Trek VII: Generations "for science". (I'm working on a fic and need to clear up a few things bc I haven't rewatched this in . . . Well . . . I haven't rewatched this.👀 There are strong opinions in this family about Generations.)

But my partner's visceral reaction to Generations has me:

Some quotes when they came down and found Generations playing on the TV (and bear in mind that we speak with a thick Irish sounding accent because it just adds to the whole experience for me):

*SO sees Generations credits starting*

SO: *Flatly* No. *Goes back upstairs, yells from up there* I am not watching that shite movie. Not even for science. I refuse. You'll be watching it alone.

Me: That's OK, it's why I'm watching it while you're at work. :) *Trying not to die withholding laughter*

***Silence for a while, then***

SO: Are you serious, man? *Comes back downstairs as if unable to believe their eyes, aghast at the credits, giving Bill Shatner a run for his money for dramatic flourish* Jesus Christ today . . .

Me:*Starts cackling*

SO: Yer f**king with me. Right? *Grinning* You ARE f**king with me aren't you?

Me: I'm watching it, be quiet!

SO: Well I'm not watching Generations. I won't be supporting this.

Me: Obviously, you're working. Go back to work!

SO: I can hear it and I don't know how I feel about that.

*Moments later, comes back down the stairs with betrayed glance, goes to fill coffee cup, comes back to sip and glare at the TV screen before looking at me in horror*

SO: Who are you?

*They kept finding excuses to keep popping in and out, offering salty commentary*

"OH SURE just leave the body there ya bald c*nt why not? You're beaming everything else on board . . ."

"OH SURE the CAT lives, meanwhile KIRK is under a ROCK PILE like a STREET DOG."

"Well go ahead then ya soulless t'ing. Just leave it there I guess, a dead body is worthless. Unless it's JIM KIRK!!! Do you know how far Spock had to travel to get that body?!"

"Love . . . I didn't fix your computer so you could put me through this G*d d*mn torture today." (My spouse just did over $400 worth of reformatting and data retrieval on my laptop on the same day I rewatched Generations.)

SO: *Coming back down AGAIN during work to see the ending credits* "I can't believe you did that alone. I won't congratulate you for that. . ."

"I'm insulted to watch these credits and know people willingly took part in this. Who took money for this? Who got paid to do this to me? I need to take my pants off, I'm too overheated . . ." *storming from the room while taking off pants*

- - My partner going on an actual tailspin when I tried to get them to rewatch Generations with me for the express purpose of plot points re: The Nexus for a fanfic. Then I put it on while they were at work and I think I broke them.🤣 Shiver-me-triggers, Cap'n.

This film destroys families and never should have been made confirmed.

P.S.: They are still going but the credits ended long ago:

"WHAT KIND OF MONSTER LEAVES BODIES THERE? YOU GONNA LEAVE JAMES T KIRK UNDER A PILE OF ROCKS? THE ROADKILL SPECIAL? WHO GOES TO WAR WITH COMRADES AND JUST -- YOU DIDN'T EVEN HAVE TO LEAVE HIS BODY YOU HAVE BEAM TECHNOLOGY-"

P.P.S.: my family's favourite GIF to use when talking about Generations:

[msookyspooky]

wifeyyyy if it’s possible can i have 21, 30, & 4 for my bb sev?? 🖤

Of course you can!! 🖤🥺😩 You picked such good ones too wifey oml! (This is like 3 weeks late srry angel 😭 I'm using she/her pronouns since you do; hope that's okay! Also I'm making reader human bc they are so hard to kill or even hurt as vampires. Severen can't square up with the sun even tho I'm sure he would if he could. There were so many different scenarios I just settled on this one.)

4: Slasher fights someone for reader 

21: Slasher finds reader hurt after reader goes missing

30: "Who did this to you?"

Human Fem!Reader • Near Dark if Caleb's Dad Never Found Them • Angst • Hurt & Comfort

Severen Finding His S/O Hurt

"Yer gonna create a hole in the carpet; stop pacin!" Homer grumbled after a boot knocked over the card tower he was making on the campers floor.

Severen ignored him, his spur jangled every step as he paced. "She should've been back by now...Where the hell could she fuckin' be?!...The sun 'el be up any minute!"

Homer huffed, leaning his face into his hand with an annoyed look. "Probably wisened up and went back to her normal life before she became food. She even did it before sunrise where you couldn't chase after her."

"Hush now." Diamondback muttured, leaning against a chair near the front.

Homer turned his head slowly and shot a long annoyed glare at her. "Why? She ain't one of us. If he ain't gonna turn her, then her only purpose is to be dinner in due time. Face it. She was like a walkin', talkin' prime steak waftin' in our faces everynight." He looked at Severen before he went to work on his card tower again. "She realized she was bound to be a meal one day if she didn't get lost while she had the chance."

Jesse sighed and ran a hand down his face. "The old man's got a point, Severen...It's a possibility she saw what you could do, got scared and ran off. That being apart of the night scared her bad enough to go back where she belongs."

You both had an argument after he killed someone in front of you this evening. You didn't have too much of an issue at the shady bars or creepy old men after you but this time you were in tears at what you saw. Maybe they were too young or crying too much or something? He didn't truly pay much attention. They were food. Simple. There was no other option unless you wanted him to die of starvation...But this victim still severely bothered you.

The argument got heated and ugly very quickly before he accidentally hit the side of the camper, creating a large dent in the metal. He didn't even punch it as hard as he could, just smacked his hand against it. It was a heat of the moment thing no different than you slamming something when you got heated. Him yelling at you while doing it sent the wrong message...You took that as a threat, looking at him the way most humans looked at him. The way prey looked at him. It hurt him deeply to see you flinch back with wide distrustful eyes before shaking your head and telling him you needed to clear your head. Normally he'd refuse to let you walk alone at night but he was so incredibly disappointed and pissed and confused with you that he figured it was best if you took a breather and so did he. That was over an hour ago. With dawn approaching and you nowhere in sight; he was becoming worried.

Severen shook his head. "Nah...No, she wouldn't do that. She don't look at it like that!"

"Sure she wouldn't. She's just so special, ain't she?" Homer sarcastically muttured. Severen kicked his boot out and knocked over his card tower again. This time on purpose.

Homer closed his eyes with a long exhale through his nostrils before he got up, throwing his hands up. "FINE. If it bothers you that damn bad, go look for her!"

Severen gritted his teeth with a wry grin. "Not a bad idea, lil boner. First smart thing outta yer mouth all night-"

Severen went to the door but froze when he saw the handle turn. He straightened himself, fully expecting you and not wanting to look too desperate after your argument. His heart sank and his shoulders sagged as he saw it was Mae and Caleb back from their nightly feeding.

Caleb locked eyes with Severen as Mae looked around. They both had been gone longer than the others, completely out of the loop.

Diamondback called over to them. "You're late. I told you kids to watch the time."

Mae smiled. "Sorry, got...Carried away and lost track of time."

Homer sneered at that with an eyeroll. The room was errily silent compared to the usual shouting or laughter they came home to on the regular.

Caleb finally spoke up. "Uh...Everything alright?"

Severen didn't answer and no one else did either.

Mae looked around. "Where's YN?"

"Gone. " Homer mumbled as he went to his sleeping corner early.

Diamondback rolled her lips before slowly telling them after a long moment of silence. "YN took a walk and she's not back yet."

Caleb tilted his head. "...But...The sun?"

"Yeah we got eyes, boy." Severen snapped. Shaking his head and moving past them both. "Fuck this, I'm gonna go look for her and drag her ass back here-"

Jesse quickly put a hand on the door to shut it as soon as Severen opened it. Dark blue light to the sky and a pink hue in the distance. Jesse gave him a stern look. "Are you simple or suicidal?"

Severen glared at him. "Jess, I can't jus' wait 12 hours to go lookin' for her!"

"Yeah? And what am I gonna tell her if she comes back and you're nothing but ash?"

Severen gave him an outraged expression, his voice rising. "Ya jus' said she might not come back!"

Severen stared at him long and hard before lifting his hand off the handle slowly, eyes never leaving Jesse's.

"I said it was a possibility...Damn it, Severen! What the hell are you gonna do? Huh!? You gonna risk our safety for a human? This is risky enough she might run off and tell outta spite. I allowed her to be here unturned as long as you turned her in due time...That's been almost 3 months ago, Severen. We supposed to wait another 3 months or maybe 3 years till she makes up her mind? Now I'm not saying she hasn't been a big help during the day for us...But time is ticking. Your time squandering around her mortality is running out, Severen. "

Mae watched intently as she leaned against Caleb. Caleb looked hesitant before he opened his mouth. "I-I can help look for her once the suns down! At least talk to her."

Jesse looked at him a moment before looking back at Severen. "We rest then we'll all keep an eye out for her tomorrow night...But you are not going out into the world with the sun almost up."

Diamondback walked up and placed a hand on Jesse shoulder, urging him to their nook to sleep. Jesse gave Severen one more glance before following.

Caleb stayed behind a bit as Mae called for him. He walked over and put a hand on Severen's shoulder. The two bonded after that stunt he pulled with the van in the sun years ago.

"She'll be back, Severen. She was crazy 'bout ya. Almost as crazy as you are with her." He offered with a grin.

Severen eyed him and nodded. Caleb pulled his hand back and nodded as well. His own gifted spur jingling as he followed Mae to the back of the camper.

Severen sighed heavily and ran a hand over his hair. He SHOULDN'T give a shit. He never did before! He was single with the occasional fling for the better part of his existence...But you were different. He really bonded with you these last few months. He blamed himself not turning you on account of him just wanting to play cat and mouse with you. Wanting to keep that innocent pureness being tainted by him going for as long as he could as a kink at this point...When in reality; it was his own fears. He was scared he'd fall in love with someone that would walk. That he'd turn you and you wouldn't be as in it as he was...Ironic when he considered it now. His usual impulsive nature being tested with you.

He leaned his head against the wall as he closed his eyes. His chest ached and he hated it with a passion. This was an emotion he wanted to be rid of along with his humanity he tossed aside. He thought he did until you came along and won him over. It was love at first sight when he saw you that night. He wanted to turn you then and there, had every intention to but some type of excuse always came up on his part and yours. The more you bonded, the more attached he got. The more attached he got, the more he was scared of the exact thing that happened tonight; scaring you off or you resenting him for eternity for turning you without your permission.

'Shoot, should've just said the hell with it and done it had I known she'd get cold feet after this long.' He thought bitterly.

He didn't expect to sleep but he must have as his eyes snapped open and his head jerked up to banging on the door. He groggily forced himself up and covered himself with a stray blanket; not knowing what time it was. He readied his pistol, prepared for a cop or a random just in case.

He barely opened it just to have you barrel in. He yelped and covered himself from the sunlight pouring in as you shakily slammed the door behind you.

He shoved his gun back in his jeans waistline and ripped the blanket off with a growl; the skin on his hand sizzling from the sunrays touching it. Glaring at you as you had your back turned towards him. "Where the hell have you been?! You think you can jus' run off and come back in whenever you damn well please?! ...YN! Would ya look at me when I'm talkin' to you-" He cut his own sentence off when he forced you to turn around and saw the look on your face.

His eyes widened as he finally took you in. Hair a mess, clothes ripped, tears streamed down your face and bruises littered your body. The bruise forming on your eye had him bristling.

"YN?..." His voice softened, catching in his throat as he saw your lower lip wobble. He felt his brows raise up with dismay as you whimpered. He raised his hands up to cup your face. "Honey, what the hell happened? Where were you? Talk to me." His thumb brushed over a stray tear rolling down your check near your bruise. He gritted his teeth, voice lowering in his throat. "...Who did this to you?...Who the god damn hell did this to you?"

You sniffed. "Some guys. They stopped their truck when they saw me near the road...They...They..."

He stared down at you, his heart sinking so low he thought it would drop out of his ass at this point. He felt sick at the idea. "Did they...Did they touch you? Did those sorry motherfuckers-"

You shook your head and cut him off. "N-No, I got away...Severen...I'm sorry-" You whimpered, rushing to him as he clutched you to his chest. Hearing you sob made the rage he felt get shoved to the side.

He cradled your head to his chest, wrapping his arm around your entire torso to get as close to him as possible. "Hey, hey now. You don't have a damn thing to be sorry 'bout...I'm..." He hesitated a moment, not used to saying it. He finally relented with a long sigh. "I'm the one that's sorry here...I didn't mean to scare ya earlier, sweetheart."

He felt your shoulders shake as you clung onto him. Your fingers gripping his jacket as you sobbed against him. He swallowed, looking up and blinking at the sounds coming out of you before he picked you up and brought you to sit in the corner with him away from everyone else. He dragged the discarded blanket over with his foot before grabbing it and placing it over you in his lap.

"Yer safe now. Ain't nobody gonna hurt you ever again...Never, ever again, baby." He kissed your forehead while he cradled you. You and the sun were the only things keeping him from marching out of that camper and hunting down anyone and everyone that resembled men in a truck. He'd burn this entire tiwn to the ground and every town nearby if it meant killing those responsible for this.

Your fingers clung to his jacket as you laid your head on his chest. Letting sleep over take you, completely exhausted from running the whole way back and stress of it all.

A few hours passed, you woke up and realized you were on the floor along with a blanket tucked neatly around you. You looked up to see Severen and Jesse quietly bickering back and forth.

You sat up and they stopped, everyone in the camper was up and looked at you like you were an alien. Mae was the first to drop to her knees and place a hand on your shoulder. "YN, are you okay? We were so worried about you."

You nodded and tried to stand up.

Diamondback glanced over at you as Mae helped you up. "What did the fellas that did this to you look like?"

You straightened yourself, trying to piece it together. You described the two men.

Jesse folded his arms. "And the truck?"

"Red Chevy...Older."

Caleb asked. "What direction were these bastards goin'?"

"I...I don't know...Towards the East I think."

Severen walked out the camper, letting the door slam behind him and you followed. It was barely dusk, the sky still blue in the distance.

He called out to you. "Just stay here, I'll take care of it. Now I know how sentimental and shit you can be but I'm killing them for the both of us. I can't help it and-"

"No!"

He froze and turned back to you. "What?"

You marched up to him as you heard the others come out of the camper. "I'm going with you."

"YN, ya don't need to"

"I want to." You swallowed, a wavering glare on your face as you stared up at him. "I want to make sure it's them."

"And once I know it's them; I'm going to rip em to shreds...You understand that, right?"

You swallowed and nodded. He sighed and stared a moment before shrugging. "Alright. I suppose I need you to identify em anyways unless we want a fire to take over the whole town."

Homer scoffed with a smirk. "God, you and Jesse are awful proud of that Chicago fire, huh?"

Caleb snickered with Homer, some inside joke as they all stepped forward.

"Then it's decided." Jesse spoke up, his coat on. "We're going huntin' for a special kind of vermin tonight."

You all made your way to the nearest town where you saw the truck go. You instantly felt sick, recognizing their truck parked outside of a business that was closed for the night. Both of them talking with another car.

Severen went to walk towards them and Jesse held him back. Mae flinched as Severen tried fighting to break free. The mere sight of these men making him feral with unbridled rage. Severen jerked away from Jesse with an accusing glare as Jesse gave him a stern glare back. "Not yet! Let's see if they leave the vehicle, we can't have a car get away and tell cops."

You all waited in the dark near the building. You anxiously watched as Diamondback seemed to sense your nerves and nudged you. She gave you a small encouraging smile and you forced a smile back that faded as quickly as it came.

Staring from a distance at the men that mocked and hurt you...You felt anger and shame and fear and disgust.

You all eagerly waited. When the car pulled away; it was on.

Diamondback walked out forst as a distraction, making a noise near one direction as they had lecherous grins her way...Then confused looks as Homer blocked another path... then concern when Jesse and Severen stood in front of the truck. Caleb and Mae hung back near the edge of the building to protect you as you watched.

The look in Severen's eye was chaotic, unhinged rage as opposed to the sadistic glee he usually had. His jaw set tight and a sneer on his face. You realized the minor annoyance he felt towards your argument the night before was NOTHING compared to what he felt towards these men for blackening your eye and attempting to do god knows what else.

The men shouted at them and Severen stepped closer. "You touched what's mine...You disrespected what's mine...You had the fuckin' audacity to hurt what's mine...Now, I don't have any other choice but to rip your spine out yer assholes." Severen growled out as he came towards them with a smirk.

You watched Severen grab the ones throat before Caleb forcibly turned you around and Mae covered your ears. You tried to fight them to no avail, beyond confused and irritated when she mouthed to you. "He doesn't want you to see him like that. He made us promise."

You blinked in surprise, not sure you understood her right but she mouthed it to you a second time while cupping your ears to poorly block out the screams and gunshots you heard. You wanted to be offended that they thought you were some baby that couldn't handle two men hurting you getting their just desserts...But then you remembered your argument with Severen, the look on his face when you backed away from him and your chest hurt at the thought once you realized how he must feel.

It wasn't long before she glanced over Caleb's shoulder and released you and so did Caleb. You shoved past them to see the corpses on the ground. Homer's gun out which honestly surprised you and Severen dropping one while furiously wiping at his mouth with his jacket. Smearing the blood from his lips to his jawline. His shoulders squared and a feral look on his face until he locked eyes with you.

You watched him a moment and he watched you. He didn't walk towards you, he didn't make a move. Just waiting patiently for your reaction to what he just did. You ran to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. Not the least bit worried about the blood getting on you. He bent down and hosted you up in his arm.

Homer sighed and put his gun away. "I got dibs." He pointed to the one he shot as he walked over to feed.

You and Severen ignored them all as you leaned back to look down at him as he held you up. His inhuman strength made picking you up entirely too easy.

You stared down at him, his eyes going to your bruises and black eye. You hated how your wounds didn't instantly heal like theirs did. You hated how scared you were, how helpless, how you seemed to drag them all down. These people that killed for you and the man that was enraged at anyone hurting you.

"...I'm ready."

He blinked at you. "Ready? For what?"

"To turn. I'm ready."

"...Ya sure 'bout that?"

You considered the alternative but still nodded. "Yes, I'm sure...Last night I was terrified. I couldn't fight back and thank god I had the opportunity to run...I never want to feel like that ever again. Besides..."

He raised a brow at you as a smile crossed your lips. "Nobody has ever protected me or fought for me like you have, Severen. If that isn't a sign that I should get bit and start a new life with you I don't know what is."

A slow, disbelieving grin crept up on his boyish face. "Well alright. Can't argue with that logic...Not here. I wanna do that with you in private. Make it special."

You wrapped your arms around him as he held you close.

Jesse and Diamondback stood side by side as Jesse mumbled. "It's about damn time."

Mae and Caleb walked hand in hand once the danger to their family was gone. All while Severen picked you up bridal style and led you off someplace private.

[moemammon]

could i please request the obey me ! boyfies with an s/o who is like & chubby ? they get insecure about it (like being tall + chubby) and really are body-insecure to the point it’s like super frustrating too bc they want to express themselves through their outfits but absolutely hate clothes shopping and will break down bc of the amount of people, the clothing sizes, and being upset after trying things on... thank you so much!!

The Demon Bros react to a Body-Insecure GN!MC

(Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. This is something we hear all the time to the point that it almost feels dry and cliche. But! Just know that there's NOTHING wrong with the way you look, despite all the media we see centered around the world's idea of beauty. Beauty is subjective, and not eternal. Just be you. The best 'you' you can be!)

Lucifer

Do you REALLY think an age old demon would see anything wrong with what you look like? He's constantly surrounded by beauty, anyway, in the form of demons and angels alike

Besides, Luci isn't shallow enough to base his affections for you purely on how you look, so you don't even have to question that.

But he does recognize that you don't see yourself in the same like as he does, and he's so, so patient with you. After all, he can't have the love of his life doubting their self worth. The Avatar of Pride won't be having that.

Lucifer takes the time to tell you, everyday, what you mean to him. In the quiet moments when you two are alone, he'll guide your gaze to meet his own, and starts going down the list of the things that make you beautiful.

"To think you'd be self conscious about something like this.... Do you think I'd settle for anything less than perfection? Let me remind you again why I love every inch of you, MC."

Mammon

Taking up modeling gigs means Mammon's seen just about every body type under the sun, so do you seriously think he's that worried about the way you look?

He's a little slow to read the room, so it takes him a while to realize that you're self conscious. But when he tries taking you clothes shopping one day, and sees you're on the verge of tears after trying on two outfits, he gets the clue.

NOW he's being extra as hell in showing you how much he likes you. You start waking up to texts telling you how beautiful you are (with the obligatory threat that you'd better not show his brothers), he keeps putting his arm around you in public, and when he can muster up the courage, he'll even tell you in person how good you look in the outfit you're wearing.

He even starts sending you links to websites he visits to buy clothes. There's some good ones that have a wide range of customization options, and a pretty diverse size chart! It's not so bad if it's online, right?

"Anyone who's worthy of being around THE Great Mammon is worth a million grimm, understand? I don't really get all the fuss about yer body, but... I think ya look fine the way ya are. So smile a little more, alright?"

Levi

Levi can relate when it comes to body insecurities. He's a layabout, and the only exercise he gets is when he's forced to get it. He doesn't think he's much of a looker compared to his brothers, either.

So when you tell him how you feel about the way you look, he gathers up every ounce of otaku™️ strength to tell you that there's nothing wrong with your height, or weight.

He DEFINITELY values personality over looks, and even then it's not like he finds you unattractive. Seriously, he doesn't get your worries at all. Are you sure you can see properly..? They say staring at screens too long can mess up your eyesight, so maybe he should stop forcing you to watch so much tv with him?

And guess what? Levi can sew. Go ahead and bring him the clothes you wanna wear, and he'll get em fixed up for you! Or if you want something custom made, he's got you! Leave it to the master weeb and his endless cosplay knowledge! ✨

"L-Like in anime! It's boring to see the same body types all the time and it's nice when they change it up, s-so....Uh.... Anyway, I like everything about you, okay?! Your body is fine the way it is!"

Satan

According to his nerd calculations, you have no reason to be insecure.

Jokes aside, Satan listens to your concerns and handles them gently. No two people look alike and the world is full of different body types, so who's to decide what is and isn't beautiful?

As he sees it, you're healthy and happy, and isn't that all that matters? He can't take away your anxieties about shopping, but he CAN help you find things you would like to try out. He's pretty sure he has a book that teaches a spell for altering clothes in an instant....

Satan tends to think on the logical side of things, so you can trust that he isn't just saying nice things to spare your feelings. He means every word when he tells you how perfect you are in his eyes.

"Of the billions of people on earth, do you really think anyone can say what 'beauty' is? MC, you're perfect the way you are. Should I write a book about all the wonderful things I love about you?"

Asmo

If there's anyone who can appreciate all body types, it's Asmo. What can you expect from the Avatar of Lust, who's seen all there is to see? If anything, there's more for him to love~!

And his affection for your body isn't even entirely sexual. It's all about aesthetics! He loves every dip and curve of yours, from head to toe!

He knows you find it difficult to find clothes that suit you, so he's started having your clothes tailored. You're a little confused when he randomly starts taking your measurements one day-

Later, he returns to you with all those outfits you kept staring at a little too long, all tailored to your body type. Asmo has CONNECTIONS, baby. He's gonna make sure you find everything you could possibly want. He knows how crucial it is to express yourself through what you wear!

"Didn't I tell you you'd look great in that? I'm never wrong when it comes to fashion! And MC darling, you look as stunning as always! Ooh, I just love the way this accentuates your body~!"

Beel

Beel only has food on the brain, so he's the least likely to care for appearances. He loves you for your heart, because that's what matters the most to him. And when you're happy, he's happy!

He loves the look on your face when you smile at yourself in the mirror, and he wants to see that more often. So when you express your insecurities about your body, Beel has a plan of action in mind.

He hoists you up and settles you onto his bed, first grabbing your thighs, your hips, your torso, your arms, and ends all the touching by cupping your cheeks. His hands are warm with affection, and you could already feel yourself melting into his touch.

He looks you in the eye with that deadpan expression of his, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, and a potato chip to your lips.

"No matter how you look or what you wear, you're still the same MC that I love. Every part of you is just fine, so why do you worry so much about it? I'll remind you over and over if I have to."

Belphie

Um??? That means he has more to hold?? when you guys cuddle?? You're warm, you smell nice, and he loves you. Literally where is the downside to any of that???

Belphie takes your worries with a grain of salt, but he knows how insecure you are so he doesn't brush them off. He DOES however tell you that you're worrying yourself to death.

Also, do you really think a man that sleeps all the time is going to have washboard abs? Belphie definitely has a little chub here and there under those baggy ass clothes of his.

Speaking of clothes, he thinks you should just wear whatever makes you comfortable. You're wearing those clothes for yourself, aren't you? So just wear what you like.

"There you go again, talking badly about yourself. Geez.... I guess I'll just have to hold you in my arms until you realize how silly you're being. Come here."