#but no clearly i'm the one who's in the wrong and has a shitty attitude towards asexuality. lmao

[moonscape]

the anon that's mad about isaboobs and the anon that got mad at me for projecting the way i experience my sex neutrality and complex feelings on the matter onto an ace character despite literally being ace myself and doing it with the ace game dev's approval should kiss

[skrunksthatwunk]

playing dmc1 with my earbuds in (but on low volume bc they're being weird) while my roommate and her shitty bf argue. i feel like i'm recreating the very specific experience of some child of divorce out there

[puffein]

WAITING HOURS AND SUNRISES | late spring [v.]

summary: wanda's abrupt change in attitude marked the beginning of an unrepairable disaster. pairings: wanda maximoff x fem!reader warnings: angst, profanities, insults, mean wanda word count: 1117 a/n: my personal fave chapter...!

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New Brunswick, New Jersey

Early-July 2022

Thomas Christopher Greene once stated in a book, "Time can be slowed if you live deliberately. If you stop and watch sunsets. If you spend time sitting on porches listening to the woods. If you give in to the reality of the seasons." 

But right now, time doesn't slow down for you as you sit hours and hours long on the window ledge of your best friend's dorm living room. You can feel the hardness of the wall right at your back, your knees pulled up tightly on your chest, arms wrapped loosely around it.

You gave in to the reality of the season though, summer nights are always wonderful for some people, however, these past summer nights have not been made for you as you have spent them waiting patiently for a certain someone to arrive safely in the comforts of their room. 

Your hair shifts lightly with the swift motions of your head turning upon hearing the quiet sound of keys and profanities right behind the door. 

Altering your body out of the ledge soundlessly, you mutter, "Where were you?" 

"Jesus, you scared me." Wanda's soft voice echoes throughout her dorm, clearly having the knowledge that her loud voice wouldn't wake up her already sleeping roommate. 

She huffs out, slender fingers going through her unruly hair, "You're here again?"

You watch her quietly, nodding your head in resignation as you walk past her, "Just wanted to see if you arrived safely." you say.

Wanda. Wanda has been doing this for the past months. Going out late, going home late. Missing your friendly dates, the sitcom days, the months of months plans the both of you made last year was now forgotten, thrown out like a piece of antique.

Useless and vintage.

You didn't know what changed.

"I'm not a child, you know." she harshly replies, accent coming out strong and venomous. You halted your steps, shoulders tense at the voice she was using at you.

"You don't have to go here, bother Darcy, and wait for me to arrive like some obsessed best friend who can't seem to live without hanging out with me. Stop being so clingy."

Okay.

"I just wanted to see if you arrived safely," she mocked, her phony voice skirting around the corners of your breaking heart. "Bullshit. We both know you're just afraid to be alone. Well, guess what Y/N, I am sick of that. I am sick of you."

Ever felt like someone stabbing you right in your chest, okay, wrong. This doesn't feel like stabbing to you, this felt like a bomb going off, and the pieces of your heart fly in different directions and it doesn't stop there. The pain continues on as someone's pair of hands and feet crush every tiny piece laying steadily on the floor.

That pair of hands and feet are Wanda's.

"You're not gonna say anything?" she says exasperatedly, face warp in aggravation as she stares at your back.

You have many things to say to her. Many unsaid things that you know will go deaf in her perfectly working ears. You want to say how she's been a shitty best friend ever since she met that dude at a party, how you are grasping at that tiny piece of friendship that you knew is being broken piece by piece as the time goes by, how when you look at her, you don't see her, you see a stranger living in the body of your best friend. Of the one you dearly love so much you would go into deeper depths just to see her happy.

You wanted to say that but instead, you utter these words, "What do you want me to say?"

Wanda groans, "Anything! Just— I don't know, say something." she says desperately, trying to make you understand something that you clearly can't comprehend.

"I'm gonna go." You take a step forward, towards the door only to be stopped by her tight grip on your arm.

"You can't just go."

"Wanda, I can't fucking understand you right now. Are you drunk? Are you high?" you snapped at her, voice in an edge as you turn to stare right at her face. 

She opens her mouth to say something but you are clearly not done with your words.

"What do you want me to fucking say? That you've been such a bitch lately? That, what, the old woman I met on the bus weeks ago felt more like a best friend than you ever did for these past months? What do you want me to fucking say?" you finally declare, your brows furrowed, jaw tense with fist clenched tightly against your palm. 

Wanda loosens the grip on your arm as she drinks in every word you have said to her. Not wanting to stare longer at the realization that is coming to her face, your back faces her again as your hand clutches the doorknob and latches it open for you to walk away.

"Y/N, wait—"

You whip your body fast to glower at her, "No, you listen. I fucking don't know what has gotten into you to treat me like this. We were doing fine then I just woke up with you ignoring me. I did this because I care and the friendship I have with you matters."

The timbres of your voice quiver, undertones of heartache can be heard in the staggering of your hardened voice, "But fucking shit, Wanda. You could've just told me you're tired of being in this friendship. I would have respected that, you don't have to make me feel so worthless."

Watching the light trembles of her lips and the brave step she took closer to you, you can see the morphing of hurt flashing right at her face. You're confused. She intentionally spurted those words at you, how come she has the guts to look so anguished?

"Y/N, I just—"

But you are already walking away, time slowing down with your breathing rigid and labored. Your steps are filled with regret at how you have thrown those words at her. You didn't mean it, as much as you want to mourn for whatever has gone downhill for the both of you, what you have said to her was the truth and you didn't really care right now as you are greeted with a magnificent vision of the sun slowly rising for the world to see. 

Funny, you should have listened to Thomas Greene and spent your time sitting on porches listening to the sound of the woods instead of waiting till the sun rises just to make sure your best friend arrived safely.

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[lynaferns]

I feel like people who insist and celebrate too much that "their fanfics and AUs" are now "canonically accurate" because they played Sun as passive aggressive from the beginning, are starting to drive a wedge in the community with their comments, especially when These are important figures in the fandom.

I've already seen someone "famous" mention that "I used to consider Sun basic and boring for just being the eager good guy" and wow, that disappointed me a little. If anything, Moon falls into the same "basic" category by being just "the bad guy," canonically speaking. But they are not pleasant things to read, are they?

I personally think that if Sun hadn't seemed so anxious, vulnerable and partially open/friendly in the beginning, he wouldn't be so many people's comfort character today. Because I highly doubt that his attitude in HW2 would have made so many people feel comfortable, not to mention that it would have surely stung them in one or another possible trauma.

I've been trying so hard not to insult anyone because I believe that good communication comes from respect and good manners but some people are pissing me off. (Not you anon)

Listen, those people can go fuck themselves with their stupid comments and their entitled opinions.

I'm also a follower of canon acurated and I see no reason in mocking people who don't follow canon. It makes me so mad reading comments laughing at people whose interpretation has been contradicted by canon.

If they are taking pleasure from seeing how some in the community are reacting to HW2 with sadness (which is a VERY understandable reaction and should NOT be made fun of) they are not worth your attention, they aren't worth ANYONES attention. If it makes you feel better block them and move on because you will be happier this way.

And those who say "I tHOuGhT sUn WaS bAsIc AnD bOrInG" clearly they didn't see through the characters. You could say exactly the same about any of the other characters. You could say exactly the same about ANY CHARACTER EVER MADE.

People are so fast at taking one single trait of a character and make it their whole personality like it's the only and true thing about them and if you thing otherwise you're wrong. "Oh but we have this other behavior of him shown before, this may just be another aspect of their personality-" "nope, I don't see that, that doesn't exist, this is the truth about your comfort character, suck it" fucking bullshit.

Kellen makes a great job at interpreting Sun's character, if you stop to hear all the voice lines you can see a lot of aspects of him, just paying attention to his voice. Everyone jumped so fast to the "Sun is a sassy mean bitch" train forgetting that: he was originally in theater, he takes care of kids, he tries to be nice to kids, he probably gets criticized daily by parents and employees so there's no reason for him to be constantly nice to everyone, he is tired, like seriously, if you listen to his voice lines half of them sounds tired and trying to smile trough it but at the verge of exploding.

We don't even know how Sun and Moon are when they are alone.

I personally don't think the interactions in HW2 are canon events in the lore, it wouldn't make sense.

I'm so sorry that y'all are going through this. Don't let people's shitty comments get to you, ok? Go read your comfort fic or reblog that old piece of fanart that made you giggle and kick your feet the first time you saw it.

(EDIT: read the reblogs)

[juju-or-anya]

https://www.tumblr.com/juju-or-anya/756390418668732417/every-time-someone-says-eloise-isnt-a-real?source=share

This is so damaging!! You really hate white not skinny girls right???? The fact that Pen is white she can't suffer. Hacibg the privilege of being white make her suffering less?? Let me tell you. Pen is whire but she use consider fat. She suffer WAY much than kate who is indian bur she is skinny. Fat people suffer way more than skinny bitches who cheat their sister.

And again we bring up weight when no one has talked about weight.

If Claudia Jessie or Phoebe Dynevor were the one who plays Penelope, just as Penelope was introduced to me on the show, she would do exactly the same thing, lie, use the people she loves, play the victim, I wouldn't like her either. I can give you a million examples of thin CHARACTERS that I don't like for similar and worse reasons than Penelope, because my problem is the characters and not the actors who play them.

But since you're bringing up weight and race, let's talk about weight and race.

Let's start with race, the truth is I don't know if you are white, black, Latina, Asian or whatever, maybe you are white and you don't realize the privilege of being a white person over other races, much less the privilege of being a white woman, I don't know, I'm just guessing and I could be wrong, I apologize if I am.

Penelope would not have had the same opportunities if she were a black woman, not even in the fictional world of Bridgerton. Does that mean she doesn't have the right to suffer? Of course not, she has the right to feel sad, angry, frustrated, but it doesn't give her the right to put her own feelings on someone else and use her privileges on the other person, knowing that that other person does not have the same privileges.

And on the subject of weight, does being a plus size person give you the right to be a bitch about her because since she's a plus size person, whatever she does isn't wrong just because she's big? Because I find it fucking hypocritical. It's the justification that thin people and the media have given for years against plus size people, it's hypocritical that they now use it in the opposite way.

Am I saying that Penelope doesn't have the right to feel bad about being plus size? I'm not saying that, I'm saying that being plus size doesn't give you the right to be fucking shitty about it.

Penelope is a bad friend, quite a victim and doesn't accept when she's wrong. Does that mean she's the worst person in the world and the worst character in history? No, I have thousands of other worse examples and if you want I'll tell you about the thin ones, since it seems to be more important to you that the people I hate are thin than why I don't like them.

Penelope's problem isn't her body, because as I said before she could be played by a Victoria's Secret Angel and have the same development and writing and still be awful.

And it's not Nicola's problem, it's a problem with the character development and initial writing. Nicola can use her acting skills in an incredible way but if the character is written and developed poorly, there's not much you can do.

And I've said it before, that I don't like Penelope, it doesn't mean that I hate Nicola. I separate the actor from the character, from what I see, she seems nice, I judge some of her public displays but nothing that I don't do with other famous people, like Taylor Swift, Dua Lupa, Natalie Portman or Amy Schumer. I criticize them not for their bodies, I criticize their political positions, decisions, opinions, but I never get into their physique, because they are human descendants, I've said it thousands of times, I have no right to judge another person's body, just as they have no right to judge mine. I don't do what I don't want done to me. But you guys are breaking the balls that I don't have, that I don't like Penelope for her body. Because clearly I can't not like her for her attitude and decisions.

To be clear, I don't like Penelope, but it has nothing to do with Nicola or her body, I love Claire from Derry Girls, I like Nicola's performance in Derry Girls, I don't like Penelope. Punto.

[cynifer]

The trump supporter going at the actors at the cockles con 💀. Clearly she has an agenda and people do have free interactions with the cast of spn she is just trying to make every democrat celebrity money hungry

So for some background, there's a person on Twitter who's been masquerading as an SPN fan (or at least inserting herself into the fandom by commenting on, among other things, some of Misha's political tweets - going after him for what he was doing in NC of all things) - she claims to be "Green Party" but, yeah, she screams MAGA.

Anyway, she went to the convention this weekend and wrote aboutit on her substack. Basically ripping Creation apart for how much money they charge.

So, at first blush, even though she seems a bit shitty on twitter, she isn't wrong, right? Creation bleeds their customers dry. We all know this.

Then she goes on to attack the actors for 'hiding' in the green room or behind bodyguards when they aren't signing/posing for photo ops/or on a panel.

This woman, who apparently has never gone to ANY con, let alone a Creation con, is WAY mad because she has to pay for any interaction with the actors. PISSED that the actors don't just wander the convention center interacting with the fans.

And she ties it all up by lamenting about how the people who work for Creation AND the actors only care about you if you hold out a credit card. Othewise, they (especially the actors) want nothing to do with you.

She includes a weird story about telling Samantha Smith (randomly, I think she went up to her during autographs even though she didn't pay for one...can you do that?) and how when Sam realized she wasn't paying for anything she threw total attitude at her.

Now I know nothing personally about Sam Smith. What I have been told is that out of ALL OF THE ACTORS WHO ATTEND THESE THINGS she's one of the kindest, most responsive, and thoughtful. So the writer's contention that Sam was only nice to her until she realized she wasn't making money off her smells like bullshit.

The entire piece is written to say, "Capitalism is bad and hurts poor people."

Now I'm happy to have THAT specific discussion. But if you go to a fan convention, Creation or not, and expect to interact with famous people for free, you are delusional. And, in this case, you're just doing it so you can write your think piece and get clicks.

I'm not linking to the piece or her twitter account.They're easy enough to find and I'm not giving her clicks or money. I'm already annoyed (not with YOU, non) that I read the piece because I'm dumber for it.

The TL/DR of this is: This woman went to a Creation convention and discovered every interaction costs money and is pissed about it and decided to throw shade at the actors as well because they should just give their time freely to whoever shows up.

(again: I have no use for Creation. They charge ridiculous prices and DO price out fans who might have money for a con but not for the prices Creation charges...I'll agree with that criticism of them every day of the week. But the fact is, it's a business model that works for them because they can get people to pay. Do i like it? Nope. But it is what it is, and the solution isn't "GIVE US THE CELEBS FOR FREE," nor is it to attack celebs for things like protecting themselves from fucknuts fans.)

[flightfoot]

I know I’m in the minority of people who like Hermes in the original PJO series so I’m staying on anon here because of it. To be honest, I always saw him as morally gray.

My take on the ‘gods can’t change’ statement; isn’t him justifying his mistakes and saying that he’s unwilling to change. If that were true, he wouldn’t give Percy a list of his children and ask him to bring them to camp or even admit he was wrong about how he treated Annabeth and Luke at the end of TLO. I think he feels perpetually trapped. Forced to go through the motions and then dealing with such a difficult situation. That regardless of the actions that he takes; others are bound to get hurt. His family especially. He doesn’t want to risk that. He doesn’t want them harmed and he knows that he’s a bit of a coward for not being able to stand up to Zeus. I think the idea that gods can’t change is more like I am beginning to think that my family will never change. That despite all my best efforts and my own changing; it still won’t make much of a difference. He’s basically nihilistic in this situation and has given up hope. As the god tasked with keeping the peace without Hestia’s help; he may feel helpless. I think he loved Luke but at the time he believed that no one could go against the Fates. Not even him. That by protecting him, it would make his relationship with Luke worse or doom everyone involved to a worse fate. He lost his lover Krokos to a tragic fate. His mother too. Same with May and others. I doubt he wants them to suffer like that. To grieve again. It’s always better for him to be the bad guy to those hurt by Olympus than for people to blame his family or themselves.

tw. racism and mental health

I guess I was the one weird kid who kind of understood where the god was coming from. My home life wasn’t great and I was forced to be my family’s peacekeeper. I had to be what everyone wanted me to be otherwise I lost opportunities. I wouldn’t get a job, have friends etc.. I had to be a model minority being Asian American. I protested and fought. Had quiet rebellions, but no one ever listened. I needed someone to listen. Not necessarily agree but hear me. I see that with Hermes.

I can understand people disagreeing. I respect differences in opinions. I am just tired of seeing Hermes as only pure evil and irredeemable content. He’s an important god and I feel like I’m the only one who likes this character. I think maybe it’s best that I stop engaging with the RR fandom for a bit. I am just too invested in something that should just be fun and easygoing.

...most people don't like Hermes in the original PJO series? I did, quite a bit. Like, he wasn't perfect, but he really DID care about what was going on with Luke, and he seemed self-aware about how shitty the situation was for demigods. His attitude in TLO reminded me of Apollo's in the later TOA books (there's a reason I made him and Artemis allies in my Gods' Eye View series. Well, that and because he and Apollo are besties in mythology).

And yeah I mean, Hermes isn't the only immortal to espouse the view that they can't change, Apollo and Bob claimed the same thing (which was especially laughable in Bob's case). It seems pretty ingrained in immortal thinking, even with how clearly wrong it is.

I ascribe to your view of Hermes' thinking and attitude. He seems bitter and helpless at the end of TLO, honestly believing that things won't change, and just... he seems like he's given up. He cares, but he doesn't expect to be able to change anything.

And yeah, stepping back from the RR fandom may be good for a bit, in this case, since sadly in my experience, fandoms tend to continue happily vilifying characters. I haven't seen a lot of people being all that serious about it with Hermes, but I haven't really seen much Hermes content for PJO more generally, since I'm mostly in the Trials of Apollo sphere and he only gets a cameo there.

[ramblingdisaster73]

I like that we're seeing a petty, asshole-ish side of Carlos. He needs to have flaws. I just don't like that we're probably not going to see a resolution to it. TK was clearly beat up (emotionally) by both himself and Carlos in 4x03 in order to up the drama, like you said. But there is no way it's going to be addressed in 4x04. There just won't be time. They're gonna show Carlos's ordeal, TK finding him, and then an emotional reunion. And then we move on to Marjan's and Grace's storylines in 4x05. And then we're probably not gonna see much of Tarlos until we get them happily planning their wedding (possibly with some lingering health concerns for Carlos). Like every single time TK and Carlos have fought or had problems, Carlos's actions will be swept under the rug. Idk maybe I'm wrong, but this is my prediction based on 1) the amount of story left to tell and the amount of time left to tell it, and 2) the track record of the show's treatment of TK and Carlos. And it's kind of depressing.

I totally get that. I felt the same way about how they totally romanticized Carlos buying the loft as a “surprise”. I also agree that we won’t get an on-screen resolution to the attitudes/treatment, at least not in 4x04. I totally agreed with TK that it was a power move, however well intentioned it had been, it was a power move (which I have thoughts on too – especially in light of him being legally married at that time).

I think that there is a possibility of Carlos saying something to someone other than TK about it, or maybe a reference at some point by the 4x08 “Control Freaks” episode. Similar to how TK worked through the break up (well blaming himself for it only) in his coma dream – I think we will get Carlos admitting his mistakes to Andrea or someone like that. I could be wrong – but this show LOVES it’s parallels, and that would be a good one.

It sometimes takes me several rewatches of scenes before I can truly appreciate them. I love 3x13 – it is a beautiful episode that truly showcases their love and growth, but some of the scenes were harder to watch for me at first – we just hurt for both of them, because we care about them. But, after doing my analysis, picking the episodes apart piece by piece, truly dig into the characters and their motivations, then I truly enjoy them.

That is how I was Tuesday night watching 4x03. I knew going into it that it would be rough. And it was. But I have watched it several times now, I appreciate each scene for what they are – more pieces to this big puzzle that is Carlos Reyes.

The hard part about loving these guys so fucking much, is that we want to see EVERYTHING, but they can only give us glimpses of their life with the occasional larger treat – but like Ronen has been saying there is way more Tarlos this season than ever before, so maybe we will both be surprised and get something on screen – but if not, then I know that myself and a bunch of other writers will be filling in the gaps with all the fics we can dream up.

I wish the show didn’t put so much of the blame for pretty much everything on TK, but another show I am a huge fan of, did the same thing with one of their main characters for 7 seasons – it didn’t matter who else participated in them, who else helped make the choices – this one character took like 94% of the blame for every decision made. It was maddening, there were never any good choices, so all decisions kinda sucked & had shitty consequences.  I have just accepted that TK is that character for this show, as frustrating as it can be. At least we have Ronen to portray him as wonderfully as he does.

[protagonistheavy]

I have distaste towards obnoxious/"clickbait" thumbnails and video titles as much as the next guy, but I certainly dont think significantly less of anyone who produces content using these sort of........ "manipulative tactics."

Which has to be said in quotes because at the end of the day, these creators are just trying to get you to notice their video in a sea of videos lol. Titles with ALL CAPS in the middle and generous use of ?!?! and an arrow pointing at a circled Thing in the thumbnail, the reason those are so frequent on youtube is because they fundamentally work to get more clicks -- they are effective at getting someone's attention. And I really just dont think someone is outright evil just for trying to bring attention to their videos -- especially when covering subjects that plenty of other people will also be making videos about. They just want to stand out.

But some attitudes towards these "tactics" seem to express real hatred for people who do this, as if they're doing something sneaky or wrong by... making their thumbnail bright and noticeable. I guess I want to ask, what SHOULD these people do...? And by "people" i mostly mean those middling content creators, youtubers that are happy to get ~20k views on something. Are they really supposed to hold onto some sort of pride and NOT do the thing that clearly gets other videos tons of engagement?

I guess another thing I wonder is if there are some folks who just have an instinctive disgust to being aware that they're being, like, advertised to. Like it seems that it actually grosses people out, to see clickbaity thumbnails, or it offends them to have had their eyes pulled away "unfairly" or something. There are entire extensions designed to swap out thumbnails with less obnoxious ones, and change the titles to more basic descriptions... and I guess I wonder, doesn't that feel almost a little insulting to the artist intent? I mean don't get me wrong, first and foremost, power to the user -- I love that people can control this about their internet experience. I'd probably use that extension too if I used youtube on desktop more often. But I can't shake this feeling that it's sort of dismissive of the artist to go out of your way to ignore what is, realistically, the front cover of a book, even if it's a shitty-looking cover. Someone designed that thumbnail, someone chose that title for the video, and I guess I sort of have a weird appreciation for the folks that can make a catchy and effective thumbnail while toeing the line of not being too annoying. I suppose I also feel a bit bad for those smaller content creators, who are stuck in a place of either accepting less engagement on their videos, or getting ridiculed online for just trying to get noticed.

And I stress that this post is about clickbait-like videos, not actual clickbait. I'm talking about thumnails with big arrows, circles, text, etc on the thumbnail, but ultimately actually do talk about the subject matter it shows -- compared to actual clickbait, that just uses that imagery to trick you into clicking a video that has nothing to do with the material. obviously the latter is just bad lol, Im more curious about these not-clickbait videos and why people have such a visceral response to them.

[cornwaiidesu]

a lot of people's parents always fuck them up growing up that's common and mine sure did too but my dad has a special place for the shitty brain worms he gave me.

it's one thing that my mother and step-mother care too much about their looks because they are women and have the whole world telling them they look wrong, and it's even worse when they married my dad who puts so much value on women's looks. he had such an opportunity to grow. he has such strong willed and feminist daughters and he still won't listen and still will talk to his black daughter about how much he hates black folks and black women in particular because he's such an edgy pick-me uncle fucking tom.

i have a lovely boyfriend who tells me every day how pretty I am and I even have strangers tell me occasionally that I'm beautiful, and my dad does too, but then he'll turn around and talk about how stupid and ghetto Megan and Lizzo and the like are.

he's said to my face he wishes he could punch certain black women in their mouths. that black women are all such bitches. that all the African girls at his nursing home are fucking idiots. that he likes Nicki's body but hates her voice and attitude. like. GOD.

I hate it and I hate him and I hate myself for even caring so much about what he says but how can I not? he's my dad. I have to help take care of him. and I feel so worthless. 🙃 like I'd be the fat stupid bitchy fucking idiot black girl he'd love to punch in the mouth if I weren't his kid and weren't graced with some of my mother's white features like her nose. I'd never pass as white these days but I am lighter skinned and maybe if I were as dark as him he wouldn't think I was as pretty as all his white nieces he gushes over because theyre so beautiful.

I look at myself in the mirror and think "golly I feel so bad for Robert that I'm so ugly and not worth showing off." cuz all dad ever does is brag about how pretty and petite my stepmom is. he loves his white in-laws so much more than his black blood relatives. he never talks about my blood cousins, he still hates his dead mother, and only thought of my grandpa fondly after he died. and notice grandma didn't get the same mercy!!! :D I know no one should be obligated to like their parents, just look at me, but also my grandma wasn't Satan. the rest of us found the good in her and loved her.

dad clearly has deep deep fucking seeded internalized racism but if you ever pointed it out he'd either wear the badge with pride or if it was ME who pointed it out BECAUSE I HAVE he weeps and sobs and is inconsolable because it hurts his heart that I'd ever be ashamed or disappointed in him. it's not fair. he's manipulative.

he hates his mother so much and he acts just like her. imma call his dumb ass black tony soprano and he'd probably take it as a fucking compliment.

tldr; literally no one could ever convince me otherwise that I'm not a fucking ugly pig monster because dad has called women even more beautiful than me the same because he hates himself too.

[zein-satsuki]

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"Wonderful, also son you were destined to have a precautionary heir to the goetia family so, you're now engaged. Congratulations! Isn't she charming?"

Living as a member of the royal family of the Ars of Goetia is quite the pressure but happy and fun too with the unlimited knowledge in stored by the father of the family and the spacious palace given lots of places to explore and entertainment to be build. As a bookworm, M/N just love the pure knowledge he could learn from the library. Books being reorganised as new ones replaced the old ones meaning more to read. As he grew up, he is being bullied by his brothers and sisters because of not socializing much but he never cared unless someone dirtied his favourite book or lie to him because they want to benefit by being his friend.

There was one time when it gone too far when his favourite book got snatched from him and stomped to the ground, red covered his mind and before he even realise his sharp nails are at his mean brother's neck and the others are bleeding out cold. He got stopped by F/N who didn't punish him afterwards and just rewarded him a grimoire of animals seeing the potential in his kid for the first time ever. The others got the wind of it and stayed away from him ever since they don't want to get hurt by the H/C haired demon's uncontrolled emotions.

M/N has many exotic creatures in his palace all taken cared by imps he interviewed and hired himself. He didn't care about their attitude against others but animals, definitely requires passion for animals and would never treat them wrong. After all, the creatures in his palace are all his most prized possessions. His father visiting once in a while to know about his progress on the grimoire, nodding and giving him praises every time he test him. Of course, M/N not giving a shit about his opinion since he clearly didn't really care about M/N like still getting his name wrong and such. He's just being himself and trying to steal more books off the demon's hand.

One day F/N feel like M/N is mature enough to meet the other Ars Goetic family's heir, so he dragged him (because M/N refused) to one of the birthday party of the Goetic prince, Stolas. He is really not that interested in socialising, been treated like shit for the past few years until the accident and now he just doesn't trust anyone anymore. And just as he expected, there are tons of people. His dad left him with the royal brats as he went to greet the other royal families trying to find a perfect mate for M/N that can make their family stronger.

M/N didn't bother to introduce himself to the states of the others instead just took out another book and start reading it. The other royalties are curious but didn't want to introduce first too so M/N got his peace as the area around him cleared up. He is enjoying this really much though he preferred to be home but this'll do too. As he think only to get disturbed by a certain birthday boy.

Stolas: Hello there fellow demon, I'm Stolas. I've never seen you around here before.

M/N: Oh, hi. I've just been in my room at all times. By the way, happy birthday.

M/N handed over his books about magical plants and another about the legend and stories of the twelve constellations. Books he liked when he was Stolas's age. He thinks he'll like them too. He was quite troubled at first with the gifts and asked his father for opinion and he gave shitty answers like 18+ stuff getting thrown a pillow to the face afterwards. He even bought it and dares offered it to M/N, M/N had enough of his bullshit and just throwing the book in the trash when his father's gone.

Stolas: Oh! I love plants and stars! Thank you so much! Father hadn't bought me books like those in ages. I just love reading facts about them.

M/N: Hm? Like what?

Stolas: Like the fact about plants can hear. Do you know if you played music to it it would grow really well in the future? I wonder does it listen to us talk too. Oh! Oh! Maybe if someone can get how plants talk we can know about lots of gossip around and...

M/N: Woah woah woah! Stop right there fella. Hehehe, never knew I'd find someone equally as interested in knowledge as me here. Now let me introduce myself properly. I'm M/N, from the L/N family. I would love to talk to you more in a more suitable place.

Stolas: Oh! I'm sorry if I rambled. Of course. Can you give you hell phone number?

M/N: Hehe... Sure. Here's my number.

Stolas: And here's mine.

M/N: I'll contact you once I get back alright. Your father seems to be calling for you, you might wanna go see him.

Stolas: Oh! Coming father. Goodbye M/N, wish to get a call from you later.

M/N: I will.

The owlet happily hopping away as M/N just watch him go. He thinks the blue blood is really cute and angelic unlike any other just caring for status especially Stella the crazy woman with her brother that's a sister loving fanatic. He despise the girl so if she ever gets in the way, he'd be a nightmare. So, his father always tend to keep a close eye to avoid that. M/N had a few snacks before going to look for his father as he's finished with his current book.

Then he overcome Stolas. The owl is just standing confidently beside his father as he introduced him to the rest of the guest, the owlet showing his well learned royal formalities and earning a few cheek pinches from the madams. Then, it was Stella's family, everything gone wrong when they want to match their kid together. Stella is completely disgusted with the cute owl and proceed to torture him with a few pluck out feathers but their family just dismissing it as a sign of love(not).

Stolas was already in the verge of crying when M/N walked over. The owl immediately struggled free going to his first ever friend hiding behind him and clutching his coat. M/N cooed at the cute act but also getting to finally meeting the goose noble that just tortured his friend.

Stella: Hah! Hiding behind the nerd's back like he isn't one pathetically none back boned noble in here, absolutely expected from a useless shit!

M/N: If you didn't learn how to speak properly why not get rid of that useless mouth of yours.

The F/C fur noble starting getting angry with red surrounding him a little meaning he's about to get down dirty just for a big set of arms hoisting him up. M/N turned around to see his father's usual cheerful smile and shaking his head almost unnoticeable to him. Not wanting to wreck the birthday party, he calmed down and F/N put him back down where Stolas immediately went up to him again asking if he was okay.

Stella got freaked out by the demonic eyes M/N showed when he was on the verge of blowing a fuse. She backed off for the rest of the party and later on complained to her parents and brother about the incident making Paimon lose his "perfect" engagement for his heir.

Huffing out annoyed, Paimon called forth F/N to discuss about the problem M/N made only for the male to offer his own child as replacement. This angered Paimon because there's no way two males can have an heir, but when F/N introduced him a magic rune M/N created of mixing two genes together to get a better mutation, he got interested. Then, F/N forced M/N to show his collection of exotic creatures almost making the male bare his fangs at his father before he said it was for Stolas.

It was surprising to see the male so calm showing his treasures to others. What they didn't know is, M/N constantly repeating for the cute owlet in his mind over and over again. After looking around and finding many species Paimon never seen before, he got interested and offered M/N two dark species and for him to perform it in front of him. M/N confidently did so and a baby unicorn hatched. Totally believing F/N now, he agreed to the proposal of him and got up to leave before giving M/N a pat in the shoulder telling him to treat his son well.

The engagement was kept a secret from Stolas till the day he finally can carry his duties meaning getting his grimmoire. But by the mean time, he always asked M/N put to play as they explore each others' garden together and finding their beloved plants and animals. Stolas would listen in on M/N's endless ramble about his collection of animals and the things they do. He found it cute to have the usually stoic and unmoving male so hyped about something. He'd get a few of the newborns too as they took care of them together earning cute little chuckle from the owl prince.

When it was Stolas's turn, he would introduce his exotic plants too. He even gave them funky names that are absolutely adorable to M/N. Seeing Stolas work his blood and sweat for his plants, M/N helped him too. After all the work they'd usually be dirty with the dirt on their hands and faces. And seeing each others' looks just made the cute duo erupt into a laughing mess. Then, M/N got the brilliant idea of smearing more on Stolas's face making the owlet hoot out as he race towards the F/C demon to take his revenge too.

They would also watch the stars together with Stolas telling M/N about each constellation's stories and introducing more and more about the beautiful galaxy. M/N always loved hearing his voice, the owl is just so cute and excited when he shared about his knowledge making M/N want to squish his cute face.

When M/N reached him about more magic showing all of them confidently and perfectly with a significant smile plastered on his face leaves the owl in a dreamy state. He loved watching how M/N would always be so confident in showing his own specialty and teaching him the spells with such gentle voices that just made him want to be embraced by the F/C fur demon. And he did just that.

One day, M/N offered Stolas a trip away from the palace to show him more of his other collection elsewhere. They've set up a place to meet and the time, but what M/N hadn't consider is, how Stolas never gone out before. The owl got lost as expected so M/N got to the place in time without the owl's presence, he immediately knew something's wrong since the blue blood owl was never late. He panicked and went for a searching spree around Stolas's palace ground. After a few minutes, he found the owl bruised up a little with messy fur while carried on the back of a female imp.

Stolas: ...and he's the first ever demon that had the same hobbies as me! He even taught me a lot of magic and showed me a lot more about the stars I don't know about.

Tilla: It's amazing! I had a boy which had a thing for horses, I think he can get along well with the two of you too.

Stolas: Horses? I love them too! But M/N never let me ride them. He always said I'm too small or something, I can't wait to be older so... Oh oh oh! It's him, hey M/N!

Stolas waved his hand while he was carried on the back by the female imp. M/N was very worried for his friend. Seeing him returning safely, he ran up to them as Stolas is being let down to the ground then get hugged by M/N.

M/N: I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry...

Stolas: M/N, it's nothing. I wanted to come out to play as well.

Tilla: Well, it's time I get back. Goodbye little prince.

Stolas: Goodbye!

M/N: I'll get you back to my place, here.

Stolas: M/N, that imp told me a lot about her son and one of them appears to like horses too! Ain't it such a coincidence!

M/N: Hehehe... Well if we met them in the future we could invite them to play if you want to.

Stolas: Really?

Stolas's eyes gone starry as M/N chuckled through his breath thinking the latter is really really cute right now. He pat the pince's head gently before swinging the owl's arm across his shoulder to support him preventing him from hurting his knee further.

M/N: Of course, Stolas. Your friend is my friend too.

Stolas: Yay! Can't wait for the day we can meet with them!

M/N: Now now don't get too excited, we still need to think up an explanation to your father about your scrapped knee.

Stolas: Oh, right. But what about our trip out?

M/N: Don't worry, we can go out next time, there's plenty of chances don't worry. We need to focus on getting your knee better first. You don't want me worrying about you all day right?

Stolas: Alright then! I'll get better soon.

M/N: Hahahaha, it's not like saying it will make it heal immediately.

Stolas: No, stop laughing at me!

M/N teased the owl more making him flustered and forget all about the pain till they get back to the palace and patched him up with his favourite pictured bandages. He even signed it showing its the work of his making Stolas laugh a lot.

Thank Lucifer Paimon didn't come visit that day, Stolas get to have another sleepover with M/N as they fell asleep to the story telling show. Stolas all curled up comfy in M/N's embrace as the latter wrapped him in his arms with their tails entangled. The TV was soon turned off by the butler as he took another picture of the young masters cute position, ensuring they were covered by the blankets and leaving quietely.

M/N got the album of pictures as a gift from the butler not long after as he himself was thinking about a gift for the owl too. Hi birthday is this upcoming Tuesday and the pictures gave him an idea. He got out one stack of paper and started drawing. Thinking it's an absolute gift he giggled and kept on his work.

Stolas is very hyped for today when the butler woke him. He immediately phoned M/N and kept reminding him it's his day and rambled about the grimmoire he's about to get. The responsibility and power got him more excited as the butler brushed out his feathers. He hang the phone up and tracked up to the hall towards the living room where Paimon was present to give him his gift. At the same time came the arrival of M/N too.

Stolas: M/N! Father!

Paimon: Ah, there is my little owlet.

M/N: He forgot your name again Stolas.

Paimon: No I didn't, I know my own son's name perfectly. And M/N, don't!

M/N: Okay, okay I'll stop.

Paimon: Ehem, as I was saying. Well, my little one, it is finally the day you're becoming the true part of the Goetia family. Well, good for you. Are you ready to do what you meant to do to serve hell?

Stolas: Yes father!

Paimon: You will be entrusted with the studies of earth's stars. Stars that contains prophecies and all that stuff. Ain't that fun? You will be given studies as the grimoire, to grant you access to the human realm to study and observe and you will grow and lead as the prince of hell where you'll live on to pass your knowledge onwards.

Stolas: I will do my best father!

Paimon: Wonderful, also son you were destined to have a precautionary heir to the goetia family so, you're now engaged. Congratulations! Isn't she charming?

The moment Stolas saw the picture of Stella, he started crying. The moment that happened, Paimon started feeling M/N's horrific aura behind him, looking back to see the demonic smile of his. Panicking a little he immediately hid the picture and pat his son on the head a few times.

Paimon: I'm kidding I'm kidding! Calm down Stolas. Your real engagement is with M/N. Got no problem with that now do you?

Stolas: With N/N! Do you knew about this N/N?

M/N: Urmmm... Yeah?

Stolas: Why didn't you tell me?

M/N: I was afraid you won't like it and won't hang out with me anymore...

Stolas: Oh silly, I'd never. I love to be with you ~

The lovebirds(literally) snuggle up each other and start hugging and chuckling while Paimon just stood there. Noticing M/N sly smirk he cursed in his heart and just cut in to disturb their little time together by holding Stolas up and away from M/N. The demon smirking slyly in return just to get a "childish" from the F/C demon making him almost lose himself. Then he said through gritted teeth,

M/N: What. Are. You. Doing.

Paimon: Well, why don't we take a trip to the circus in town! Heard that they're pretty amazing~

Stolas: I'd love to go with you father!

M/N: But Stolas, didn't we already visited them last...

Paimon: Great let's go!

The goetia demon sped away with his son leaving M/N behind as the demon just grumbled and ran to catch up with them. The butler arranged their seats as they sit down accompanied by the few stares from the other demons since it's rare to see blue bloods around here. The circus show started a few minutes later. Stolas is starting to get excited while M/N just sighed and pet the cute owl a few times for the latter to chirp out happily.

Paimon just watched while having a little smile by his face too. He loves his son of course, but there's just too many to remember. Loud awed expressions and laughter spread through the circus as the circus member started performing their own talents on stage then came the lights out and clowns warning.

This made all of the imps surprised as the clowns lashed out with sharp teeth and glowing eyes. M/N received a fluffy little owlet as the clowns scared Stolas. He just rub him gently and kept him in his embrace. Stolas blushing a lot and snuggling into M/N. The imp brothers swinging around ropes throughout the circus as one of them let go trusting the other to catch him and they do it perfectly smiling happily as so. Stolas got so pumped up by the fun as his face went red with excitement while he started hopping a little in M/N's embrace. Paimon seemingly noticing his son's enthusiasm and gave his butler a look. Being a professional butler he pulled out his hellphone and arranged a sudden added show that includes Stolas and M/N with the circus bros.

Suddenly the lights shown on the lovely couple as Stolas felt flustered and crept down from M/N who the torch shining imp received glares from.

Imp: Let's give a round of applause to our beloved princes and welcome them up stage!!!!!

Crowds: YEAH!!!!!!!!!

The crowds were hyped to the fullest at the moment. Stolas and M/N completely stunned by the sudden announce that they just raise theirs arms up per the imps ask as the brothers grabbed onto them soaring through the air, sometimes changing ropes to ropes. M/N and Stolas both laugh their hearts out at the fun and comfortable feeling of wind. Then they had a perfect landing with M/N on the ground first and catching Stolas that was drop down above him. Stolas being too excited kissed his prince charming on the beak smiling sweetly as possible. Almost making the latter faint from such cuteness.

They returned to their seats chattering and talking about the fun they had on stage, especially Stolas that rambled to his father too which Paimon just hear patiently cause today's Stolas's birthday, he doesn't want to make him sad. Then, the little imp making balloon animals. M/N can't stand the awkwardness of Blitzo repeatedly mess up of his job and helped with a little manipulation of shapes with his power just a reward for making his dear so happy. But something gone wrong and the horse had no legs. M/N just buried himself into Stolas embarrassed by the failure of his first ever magic perform in front of people. The considerate owl just rubbing his fiance's head gently. Then, Stolas laughed at the jokes Blitzo made making the male in his embrace groan in jealousy. Stolas laughing even more due to his fiance's childish acts. Paimon totally taking this opportunity to record the embarrassing moment of M/N and sending it to his father.

Fizzarolli totally shoving Blitzo out the window with a perfect balloon horse earning the cheers from the crowd. The circus show ended as the crew bowed to the audience as claps are heard till the curtains closed.

As they were about to leave, Paimon made an excuse to leave, which M/N and Stolas just dismissed it while still being excited from the circus show. About a minute or so, they left the circus. Arriving to the palace as Blitzo and his father just seconds behind them.

Paimon: Here's your new friend my son, happy birthday.

M/N: Buying him a friend? Really, Paimon?

Paimon: Shut up you brat, don't make me send you home!

M/N: Ha, like I'd get...

The duo just straight out fighting in the back as Blitzo introduced himself to Stolas. Stolas bowing to Blitzo seeming to triggered the duo as M/N's hand went straight to Stolas's head to keep him up while his father just outright scold him for it.

Paimon: Don't bow to that one, you bow to us, idiot!

Stolas: Oh right.

M/N: Cut him some slack or I'll...

Paimon: You don't say that here!

Stolas: It's okay, N/N. I'm fine! This is M/N, my best friend and now my fiancé! Isn't that cool?!?!?

Blitzo: Yeah?

M/N: Calm down my darling, let's go inside.

Stolas: Oh yeah right!

Blitzo: Woah!

M/N: Um, careful darling.

The energetic owl pulling both of them in sprinting excited to show his collection. He rambled about the book M/N bought him his last birthday, it was about horses. That spiked Blitzo's attention, as the three of them talked about the different species and what kind of usual needs they have. M/N even took out his own made notebook from studying the magical creatures to show them what he discovered what wasn't in the book.

Apparently hell stallions are pretty easy to tame when you pull the hem of it's fur by the neck, same with all other mammals since their life source and weaknesses are all concentrated there. Then, the watch on M/N's wrist started sounding alerting the trio. Stolas squealed knowing what that means as he yet again drag the duo to his garden and there they saw how the foal is born into the world. M/N and Stolas working together as they helped the mare clean up the blood and patch her up with a few spells from M/N's grimmoire. Then they wrapped the foal in soft towels leaving for Stolas to hold it. Blitzo just staring at the foal with stary eyes as M/N gave him the other foal wrapped in towels.

He always dreamt of seeing a horse and now holding a baby one in hand is just a dream come true. He's so excited he can't form words properly and just started stammering. This made the couple laugh as Blitzo just wanted to dig a hole and hide after realising his mistake.

M/N: Didn't know you would like horses this much. You can keep it if you want?

Blitzo: Really?????

Stolas: Of course! N/N's got loads of them in the barn already.

Blitzo, mind-blown by the generosity of the blue bloods just accepted quick as possible afraid that they'll take the offer back. M/N knew he can take good care of the foal since he know what an animal lovers like. The three of them ran off again to other places in the garden with Stolas showing his amazing garden skills that includes the flowers colour blooming into a beautiful picture of him and M/N. The cheesy feeling just made Blitzo a bit uneasy but he still compliments it as it is quite an amazing work. Then, M/N showing Blitzo and Stolas his collection of favourite magical creatures. One of them being dark ponies that are big and handsome absolutely, Blitzo loving it absolutely too.

After all of that, they got tired. Stolas pulled them towards the tree where a small table set is there under the shades of it. M/N left to brew some tea up where Stolas was left to keep Blitzo's company. When he came back, they are talking about him.

Blitzo: M/N's so cool! Do you think I can ride thunderstorm if I ask him nice enough?

Stolas: Well, I'm not too sure about that, I think thunderstorm is still out of league. Maybe you can in another few years or so?

Blitzo: Huh? But why? Awww, but Thunderstorm's so cool, I really wanna try it out.

Stolas: Because it's dangerous, Thunderstorm will kick anyone he isn't familiar with. His kick can send you straight to heaven.

Blitzo: Hmph! I want to become closer to the stallion too. Please teach me, M/N~

M/N: Hahahaha! It's not that easy though, since you aren't strong enough. Thunderstorm despise the weak. Maybe in the future when you're strong enough?

Blitzo: Hmph! Fine then.

Stolas: Oh, look at the time. It's pretty late already. Aren't your parents gonna worry about you?

Blitzo: Oh crumbs, I forgot about it!

M/N: About what?

Blitzo: Um...Uh...nothing. I'm gonna go home now, I had a great time with you two.

M/N: How much did Paimon pay your dad for buying you one day?

Blitzo: Um, a condom and a five dollar bill...

M/N: Ugh! Literally can't with that guy! Here.

A huge rainbow amulet was taken out as the shine almost blinding Blitzo's eyes. M/N noticing the shine wrapped in up with some cloth and just placed it in Blitzo's hands closing it up.

M/N: Here, thanks for the company today. Next time, how about you show us what you do on your free time?

Blitzo: Sure! I can introduce you to my best friend too, Fizzarollii will sure be excited to meet you guys too! I'm just sure of it!

Stolas: Till we meet again?

Blitzo: Till we meet again.

The two blue bloods watch as the little imp with his father descend from the road bidding bye to Blitzo happily.

M/N and Stolas: Good-bye Blitzo!

Blitzo: Good-bye!

That concludes their happy first meeting which Blitzo will never forget because of the prize of getting stronger and for the foal gifted. However the promise of meeting again never seemed to happen, as both the goetia demon are busy with their studies and Blitzo is busy with his circus work. The lovers still attending some of his shows when they're off from studies. They even joined in a few times attracting a lot of people so Blitzo's father's not complaining. They eventually got to hang out with Fizzarolli and they play pretend with the balloon animals together. Blitzo as he is always liking a lot of blood spread and gore and shit. Then, Stolas asked about their future dream jobs.

Fizzarolli: I think being a clown's great, I like all the fun and attention I get now.

Blitzo: I want to be the boss of the circus in the future and I'll make the circus greater and bigger than it ever was! I'll even hire you guys when you're broke as hell.

Stolas: You? Hiring us?

M/N: Ha! In your dreams pal, you can't even handle thunderstorm yet.

Blitzo: Just you wait! I'll do it in the future I'm sure of it!

Fizzarolli: What about you guys?

M/N: Hm? Just the usuals I guess but I'll sure bring my darling on vacation all over hell in the future.

Stolas: Oh, N/N~ I love you.

The two started nuzzling against each other making the imps groan having to witness and be envious of their heaven like relationship in such a young age. It's not easy in hell to find a perfect significant other, so Stolas and M/N is really lucky to have found each other. The two imps showing each other a sly smirk as they both ounce onto the avian demons to tickle them. Erupted laughter totally destroying the lovey dovey atmosphere.

M/N: You know, if you guys want, we can nuzzle you too.

Blitzo: Eww, no. Leave that for your husband.

Stolas: Actually, about that. We came here for another reason.

Fizzarolli: Hm?

Stolas: This.

The avian demon taking out a fancy looking invitation from his pockets while M/N hugged him from behind. The feeling of his beak in his neck just made Stolas chuckle slightly. Fizzarolli and Blitzo studied the invitation to let out surprised sighs.

Both: You're getting married!!!

Stolas: Yes! Isn't that exciting?

Blitzo: But, aren't you guys just 18?

M/N: Hahaha, we don't look at age to do things Blitzo. Besides, we're pretty much doing everything a married couple do already.

Stolas: Yeah, mmf.

The two kissed again flushing a bit as the imps just looked away and pretend to puke making the couple laugh.

Fizzarolli: Well, we'll come for sure. But don't expect us to bring some fancy ass gifts for your wedding.

M/N: Nah, your company's enough. We have to go now, Stolas. There's still a mountain stack more to deliver.

Stolas: Oh right! Good bye you guys!

Stolas and M/N waved goodbye as Stolas attempt to open a portal just to open it right below them. Both letting out surprised squeaks disappearing into the unknown. This just made the imps laugh even more. When the two avian demons send all the invitations out, they were exhausted. When they reached Stella's household, Stolas being to tired just hung over M/N's back asleep. The door open to reveal the butler and M/N just shoving the cards to her hand and turn to leave only to be stopped by the obnoxious voice of Adrealphus.

Adrealphus: Oh, there's the sorry of an excuse of a royalty. Total filth playing with imps. Ha!

M/N: Gawk all you want, I'm not giving you the invitation anymore. I'll just tell Paimon your family wants nothing to do with him.

Adrealphus: Wait, give me that.

M/N: Nope, have fun being the culprit of your family's downfall.

Adrealphus: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please.

M/N: Just this once, remember, I hate brats!

Fancy outfits and preparations of the wedding busied by the imps and the caring work of the magical creatures and cannibalistic plants in their conjoined garden falling into their hands. Off from the studies, it was a bit of a mess at the start with the fighting of the plants and animals. Alas, brought to the end by Stolas's crying and M/N's threatening glare.

After all the chaos, they'll have pleasant silence in the library reading books. The owl just sitting in M/N's lap and moving ever so slightly to set in comfortably.

M/N: Um, Stolas.

Stolas: Hm?

M/N: Could you stop moving so much, you're making me a bit excited.

Stolas: Oh, I'm sorry. Do you need help with that.

M/N: No, I don't want to break this atmosphere. I love this comfortable feeling.

Stolas: Hoot hoot, I love this too. Muah~

Stolas continue to read the book and M/N nuzzling on his furry hair drifting off to slumber. And the creepo (M/N's father) taking a picture of this exact scene too.

The wedding came up real quick, M/N kissing Stolas deeply in front of everyone as the priest announce their marriage. M/N went on a rampage with Lucifer and L/N his father when all their private moments pictures got released on their wedding as slideshow. Stolas just hid in pure embarrassment while the whole scene was kind of a mess. After chaos, they read their vows for each other already being fully excited and craving for each other, the two kiss erupting claps and howls from others.

Cheers from the crowd as Stolas threw his flower bouquet back with all his might that Blitzo ended up catching. Of course the ladies wanted the flowers for the blessing rumoured so the fight started. The whole wedding turned out to be a good fight as the married couple got their clothes ruined, but they didn't mind of course.

M/N took Stolas out on a honeymoon to the envy ring that had a underwater hotel with pretty colourful fishes swimming around the hotel. When the lights are out, it'll be even more beautiful with the corals lighting up by themselves. The colourful corse of colours bringing stars to Stolas's eyes. M/N got dragged around a lot by the hyperactive owl as they venture the whole hotel.

Stolas: This is amazing!!!! Thank you so much~

M/N: A promise's a promise. Now, how about we have some fun.

Stolas: Huh? Woah!

The owl got pushed on bed by the lust filled demon as he pin the avian demon on bed. Nibbling around Stolas's neck to find his sensitive spot as Stolas moaned and push into him more. Stolas also preening M/N around his sweet spot getting the H/C feathered demon to groan along. Their groins rubbing against each other, as they kissed and tongues swirl with each other. Kissing till they're almost out of breath but the thrusting of their groins never stopping wanting to get to their high.

Stolas: Ah...ah...AHHHHH!

M/N: Ugh!!!

The most beautiful moan let out as a wet patch covered Stolas's pants. M/N had an orgasm too, but seeing Stolas this sexy totally got him excited again. They kiss hug and preen each other till all their clothes are off. Then they switched position to M/N holding onto Stolas's thigh to keep him steady as the owl is shakily doing up and downs on M/N's face. The long tongue reaching places his own fingers couldn't, as string of moans just stream from his mouth.

Stolas: Ah...ah... it's so....good....slippery and so long...ah! Yes yes...press on that ah...ah

M/N sucked even harder around his sensitive walls, tongue fucking the certain spot that will make Stolas go crazy. Stolas's moans ring through the whole room as his grip on M/N's head grew stronger feeling closer and closer to ecstasy till the sweet release.

Stolas: Aghhhhh~ ha...ha...

M/N laid Stolas down on bed and licked the excess cum from Stolas's cock sexually making the said demon moan and get hard again.

Stolas: Please, N/N. I want... I...

M/N: Tell me, what do you want baby?

Stolas: I want your cock already, please, AH!

While whining needy, he got picked up as M/N complied to Stolas's wishes changing their position to missionary. Both looking at each other lovingly as M/N went down for another messy make out session with his dear owl, a hand guiding the feathered arms to hold onto his shoulders as the other started stroking Stolas's shaft in languid long strokes.

Stolas: Ah...ah....feel so good. Keep going, N/N. Ah...Ah....wha?

Sudden feeling of intrusion just made Stolas went blank as immense pleasure of being attack by the back and front at once just leave his mind blank as he spurt out dirty words and whining more and more. Chuckling, M/N took out his sliick covered fingers and positioned himself in front of Stolas's hole. Looking Stolas deep in the eyes and hands tightening the long legs wrapping around them, tails entangled.

M/N: Are you ready my dear husband?

Stolas: Put it in N/N, please~ ah...AHHH hurts. It hurts. Ah ha no

M/N: I'm sorry baby, I'll go slow I promise.

He inserted bit by bit, seeing his dear owl pained and sweat filled face, he started stroking his shaft again polishing the shaft with the precum making the male below him writhing as the limped dick got excited again.

Stolas: Ugh...ha...yes, I want your big fat cock daddy!

M/N: Baby, stop! You're not ready yet.

Stolas: I don't care, I want it now.

A loud scream came afterwards as Stolas swing his hips forwards engulfing all of M/N. All Stolas feeling right now is pain like his been ripped apart, shaking slightly as tears streamed down his face sobs heard. M/N immediately went to console him, whispering how he was so tight and good for him, such a pretty little bird all for him and how he always look so charming while stroking his shaft and playing with his sensitive spots to get him to calm down.

M/N: I love you baby. Let's just cuddle for the night, I think we're both not ready yet.

Stolas: Wait, no! I want to do this! We went all the way now, just give me some time.

Deep breaths taken as they intertwined their hands again, M/N nibbling softly around Stolas's sweet spot, erupting more erotic moans and proceed to calm him down. Tears drained Stolas's face and his face was all flushed too, M/N wanted to record this moment but well he's busy pleasuring his sweet lover.

Deep and hard thrust in different angles followed after to find that certain spot again. Then M/N flipped Stolas to his side and start fucking him sideways that just seem to rub past his prostate as deep as possible. Screams and uncontrollable writhing until Stolas just came harshly, weakly holding onto M/N. His hole clenching and milking M/N making M/N groan and came buckets into the avian demon. Exhausted from the activities M/N lay down beside Stolas peppering kisses across his face and embracing him. Feeling so loved and worshipped just made the owl hoot happily as tiredness drown him. Seeing his sleepy look, M/N just caress him and hum a little to soothe Stolas down for him to go to sleep.

He got up after hearing the familiar snores of his lover. Grabbing a wet cloth from their luggage, he cleaned up the left over cum on Stolas's body and the sweat too, then lead the cum out of his hole with his fingers making the owl moan gently from his sleep. Sexy as hell but M/N's too tired to continue anyways. Throwing the dirty cloth in the basin, he pick up the large blanket from the floor and wrapped both of them in it, Stolas roll into him right after, the cute snores lulling M/N to sleep too.

A lot of aftercare and sweet talk followed after as they spend their wonderful vacation at the hotel and resorts there. They even went scuba diving to see the beautiful coloured sea creatures. No sea monster dare to disturb their time with the hell's most venomous fish guardian by their side everywhere they go. Sometimes they sat in front of the large underwater window just enjoying cuddle time together, and sometimes they went out to hunt and explore more about the envy ring already planning their first anniversary trip to the other rings.

Yet fun times always went by fast. It was time for then to return to their duties. Their everyday lives still envied by their friends with the constant post of their daily of feeding each other, gardening session, grooming sessions even animal riding and caring activities. The magic they perform also a light to their world. The people were grateful for the couple's effort of serving hell. Their popularity eventually rising higher and higher.

M/N introduced Stolas his experiment about having a child with only the genes of the two of them, and asking if the Stolas can be the host of the egg. Stolas totally excited from the deep of his heart and nodded repeatedly pouncing onto M/N and kissing him again and again. The experiment worked perfectly as the egg grew months by months, Stolas completely cut off from his work since M/N doesn't allow him to do his job not wanting his stressed out. Cravings and bad tempers always cured by the immediate serve of his favourite dishes and the warm hugs and sweet praises.

By the day Octavia was born into the world. Stolas had little to no problem with labours since it's a small egg and he always had M/N prepping him for this exact moment meaning lubing him up and fisting him open at night. The two taking care of their egg by staying in their nest all day giving warmth to the latter till she hatches. Blitzo often came to visit the owlet making the cute owl hoot happily while Stolas just starry eyed all over taking tons of pictures of his precious Starfire.

Laying on M/N's body lazily, Stolas flip through the pages of the book hold by M/N as they were reading a story book in M/N's office. Suddenly a bang of the door in came an intruder getting M/N immediately on guard as Stolas's face got stuffed into his chest before one of his hands with dark red aura aiming at the one.

Blitzo: Wait wait wait!!!! It's just me.

M/N: Oh.

Stolas: N/N! Stop hiding me every time we're in danger! It's not like stuffing me into you're chest is gonna help with anything!

M/N: Aww~ but you said you liked it before.

Stolas: Not unless it's on the bed!

Blitzo: Um, as much as I like to watch my favourite couple drama I have something important to say.

Stolas: Oh hi Blitz, didn't you see you there. Hehe...

Blitzo: Yeah, yeah.

M/N: Stolas, you'd make him upset.

Blitzo: Oh, shut up. I just wanna ask if you guys had anything that can let us access the human world?

This includes Stolas's responsibility as he sat up still comfortably in M/N's embrace getting serious.

Stolas: And what would that be for? You know my dad would be at my neck if anything you let the humans finds out and shit.

M/N: Language my dear. Octavia's starting to learn from you, you know?

Stolas: Is she now? I thought you were the one that was always cursing in front of her.

Blitzo: Ehem!

Stolas: Oh right. M/N give me my grimmoire. Thanks hun, hm.... Aha, there's a crystal called Asmodean crystal that allows succubi and incubi to cross through the living and the dead.

Blitzo: Great! Where's it at? Or do you have it by chance.

M/N: Duh, it's engraved in Stolas's grimmoire, why else would you think he'd had access to the human world.

Blitzo: Great, may I borrow it?

Stolas: What! Of course not! I've got to use it for my jobs.

Blitzo: Your jobs all done by M/N anyway. Just let me borrow it for a few. Please~

Stolas: N/N?

M/N: You know what'll happen if anyone found out. Right my prince?

Blitzo: Please, pretty please!

Stolas: State your purpose then, I'll think about it.

Blitzo: Fine, I've got a crew of assassins and a client gave us an idea of expanding it further.

M/N: It's up to you, Stolas. I personally thinks it'll be fun.

Stolas: Sigh* Fine.

Blitzo: Yes!

Stolas: But, human disguises and no others finding out understood?

Blitzo: Yes, can you hurry... I'm sorry.

M/N: Good.

Stolas: And no getting caught or find out. If so I'll never trust you again.

Blitzo: I promise.

M/N: Return it once a month, I'll get the work done by then.

The fancy book was floated to the imp and the sudden fall of the heavy book just made Blitzo slip and fall making the couple laugh.

M/N: In return, you'll have to tend to our gardens for the entire day too! Good luck.

Before Blitzo complained, he was already teleported out by Stolas as the couple continued with their pleasant morning.

Octavia: Dad? Father?

The sweet call of their daughter got them both up again. Helping each other out with their attires as they walk to their daughter's room.

Stolas: Yes Via?

Octavia: Can I visit Uncle Aster? He phoned me yesterday.

M/N: Of course you can honey. After breakfast.

Octavia: You're the best, father!

Stolas: Awe, what about me?

Octavia: You? Father's baby I guess.

Stolas: Octavia!

Octavia: Hahahaha....

M/N just watched as his husband gone through the hallway chasing their daughter as a smile was brought to his face. Yes, this is everything that he could've wished for. Sudden cries of hunger from the room beside just woke him up form his trance as he went to their son's room. Room decorated with toys and soft plushies as the middle of the crib sat their crying little bird.

M/N: Shhh, Alex. Here, here.

A bottle of milk appeared in his hands as he filled his son's hungry stomach. Coaxing a burp out of him after he finishes then lulling him to sleep again in the crib. The little owl just letting out a cute yawn as he hugged his favourite plushie while he's off to sleep again. They originally didn't want to get another baby, but thinking that their daughter is gonna rule alone isn't an option so another came. They'd sooner or later leave their duties to their children and live together without the bother of others.

A few years went past. While Stolas was watering his plants, M/N gently stalked behind him and hug the owl.

Stolas: Ah!

M/N: I'm back.

Stolas: Ooh, welcome back my dear N/N.

They shared a passionate kiss caressing each other slightly before getting called out by Alex.

Alex: Ugh, get a room you guys!

The angry owl proceeded to leave as the couple just blush profusely. This happened many time already as you can see, but they still never see others besides each other when they're together.

M/N: Oh, I heard Blitz and his crew got the cheerubs in hell. You said you wanted the lamb right?

Stolas: Oh oh oh! Did you get it for me?

M/N: Yes darling~

Stolas: I love you so much, I'll repay you at night~

M/N: What do you need him for anyway?

Stolas: Oh, it's not me. It's Alex. I see the look on his face when he saw their advertisement. Oh how young loves bloom.

M/N: Beautiful indeed. The full moon festival in the wrath ring is coming up soon, when do you want to get your book back?

Stolas: Hm, maybe tomorrow. I'm sure they'll get their work done by then.

M/N: You sure you're able to walk tomorrow?

Stolas: Oh you're on!

In fact Stolas indeed didn't get up that day so it was still M/N passing onto the news. He even offered the I.M.P s a trip there as a compensate.

Blitzo: Deep breath sucked in* THUNDERSTORM!!!!

M/N: Yes yes, the one you love so much. How's Rosie doing by the way?

Blitzo: Oh, she's doing great! See I even bought her the... oh you got one for him too?

M/N: Yeah, he is my favourite after all.

Stolas: Ehem!

M/N: Okay, second favourite.

Alex: I heard you father!

M/N: Fine, all of you are my favourites. Satisfied my dears?

Octavia: Yes.

M/N: Great let's get moving now before we get late.

Alex: Don't do it with daddy on the car alright.

Stolas: Alex!

Blitzo: Pffft.

M/N: No one encourage him!

The festival was a blast and then came the day where Blitzo and Moxie got in trouble with the humans. This time Blitzo notifying M/N, both startled by the sudden alarm as they came early making Stolas moan from the warmth spurt inside of him. When M/N recollected himself enough to know what just happened, he blew a fuse and wrap his husband tight in the blankets after leaving a note. He left to the living world with his grimmoire and destroyed the whole laboratory in the process almost killing the I.M.Ps too. The cold stone expression scaring them half to death finally able to breathe again after Blitzo reminded him about Stolas.

He rushed home to find the owl curled up like a ball seeming to be in a bad dream. He hum to him softly and pat him gently cooing the latter to return to his good dreams as his eyebrows are soothed out. Getting into the warm bed, he started planning for early retirement. Feeling his lover curling up to him made him snap lots more photos.

The end~

[prettyboykatsuki]

I’m gonna need Atsumu to “what? You’ve never had a guy go down on you before??” His way into my pants like immediately

best friend baby | m. atsumu

✫ cw ;; afab!reader but no pronouns, oral (f!recieving), cumming untouched on atsumu's part, best friend atsumu, 18+

✫ wc ;; 2k

✫ a/n ;; this has been in my drafts since OCTOBER. so sorry. also sorry abt the shitty banner quality i got lazy lol

✫ synposis ;; atsumu learns you've never had someone go down on you, much to his dismay.

"Yerr kiddin' me."

You tug the hood of your hooded sweatshirt over your eyes, drawing the strings together dramatically until the fabric curls over your face. Through the little gap, you peek at Atsumu - who's staring at you in utter disbelief. You wince.

"Y/N. There's no fuckin' way. Say yerr pullin' my leg right now 'fore I really get pissed."

You let out a pathetic noise, deflating. You rub your feet together as you lean over your legs, burying your face in your knees. Your arms curl around your calves, before you prop your chin up to look at him.

"I regret telling you." you say. Atsumu stares into the void of your tattered floral bedsheets. He cups a hand over his mouth, flabbergasted.

"No, no fuck that. Yerr serious? You've dated, what, like 3 guys? For fuckin' years with some of 'em.." ― He pinches the bridge of his nose in utter disbelief ― "And not a single one of those fuckin' bastards went down on ya? Not one?"

You nod in confirmation and Atsumu swears under his breath.

"If I find out you went down on 'em, I'm gonna lose it."

Your expression twists into guilt and Atsumu gapes at you. A vein in his neck threatens to pop as he puts his face in his hands. He runs one through his hair, silent for a beat or two. You groan uncomfortably.

"It's fine, 'tsumu.."

"The hell it is! What kinda shit-heads don't return to the favor?"

"I have bad taste." You say, light-heartedly. Atsumu cracks a strained smile at your joke but it's still clearly upsetting him.

You didn't intend to upset him. The conversation just sort of came up. You always go to Atsumu with this kind of shit, he's your best friend. And despite how much he makes fun of you, he always comes through for you in the end. It's a small price to pay. This time Atsumu had made a joke that you needed to get laid, maybe some head would fix your shit attitude.

And now you're here and Atsumu has an unreadable expression. It's nice that he's upset on your behalf, but you'd rather move past it. There's not really any good reason to dwell.

You ready yourself to do just that before Atsumu sits up and looks at you seriously.

"I'll go down on ya." He says conclusively. You choke on your spit, sitting up a little straighter and staring him in the face. You search desperately for any sign of sarcasm but find none.

"Atsumu you can't be serious."

"Dead serious." He confirms.

"I don't want you to sleep with me out of pity." You say. You hope insecurity doesn't seep through your words.

"Who said I was doin' that? I'm yerr best friend, and I think you deserve the best. Cross my heart, I think yerr damn fine too." He says, affirmative and somewhat shameless.

"I'm not doin' it out of pity. Shit, 's more for me than it is for you. I'm.. righting a wrong. That's all."

You stare at him a few times, heat pooling in your lower gut. You can help but be conscious of him. You look wildly unsexy right now, barely showered and in pajamas and a loose t-shirt but Atsumu shows no signs of hesitance or resistance.

"Are you really serious?"

"What the hell did I just say? Swear on bein' a setter."

You think on it for a while. The idea of it is enough to make you feel hot. Atsumu may be your best friend but you've always considered him beyond attractive. He still is. He's got a handsome face and likeable albeit annoying disposition. And the idea of him between your legs makes your stomach clench.

"Fine. But if you make fun of me for this, I'll never speak to you again."

"Promise I won't. Go get comfortable."

You can't believe yourself. That you're going through with this. But you listen to what Atsumu says and crawls towards the headboard. You lie down in your pillows, making sure you're comfortable. You feel Atsumu crawl over you, the weight of his body as he shadows you. You look up at him, and think to yourself that he's so pretty it's sick.

"Stop staring at me." You mutter. Atsumu doesn't say anything back to you, but he knows he is staring. At your chest and your flushed face and thinking about so many things. About him being your first something. He chuckles.

"I'm used to ya being all calm and cool," He hovers over you, propped up over you. His lips are soft and supple "Yerr kinda cute like this."

"Asshole." You retaliate, just barely. Atsumu nods.

"Yeah, yeah. Now kiss me."

"Why do I have to kiss you?"

"Cause I said so. Ya need to relax. C'mere."

Atsumu presses his mouth to yours softly. It's nice. Too nice. The kind of kiss you have that makes you feel like you've never kissed anyone before. You know you have, and that Atsumu isn't any different. But when he slips his tongue into your mouth and kisses you so eagerly - you start to wonder just how many things you'd been missing out on. Your mind feels hazy, and your arms go around his neck. Atsumu moans when he feels your fingers in his scalp, tongue on his.

You kiss until your lips are a little swollen and red, and Atsumu has a pretty flush on his features. He presses his forehead to yours, and you close your eyes.

"Yerr makin' this hard." He says, but doesn't explain. Before you can ask what he means - his mouth is moving. His teeth nipping at your jaw, all the way down your neck. Atsumu wastes no time, and you relish in his movements. It's still more care than anyone has ever treated you with. The way he licks over the hickies like a wound.

You want to stop him but you can't - too addicted to the way his teeth sink into your flesh. Atsumu kisses down your whole body. From your neck down to your sternum, smoothing over the skin like he wants to taste all of you. And your face goes flushed, looking at him through your lidded eyes to see what he's doing.

His hands go under your tshirt, and he slips the material right over your chest. You can't help but notice the way he ogles them, his hands sliding over your waist - long index fingers pressing onto your hardened nipples through the material of your sports bra. He takes that off too, just tugs the fabric down.

You moan softly and it catches you off guard. You try and suppress it as Atsumu gropes and squeezes - pushes your soft tits together before licking them. Latching his mouth to your nipples with no hesitation of shame. You can't help but let your eyes roll back.

"I-is this necessary?"

Not really.

"Course it is. It's called foreplay, dummy."

"I k-know what foreplay is, idiot but this -" Your cut off by the feeling of Atsumu sucking harshly "But still."

It's not like Atsumu is gonna tell you that this is more for him than it is for you. He'll stop if you ask, he resides himself to that. But none-the-less, he continues. Licks and sucks and bites until he can't be patient any longer. He moves onto trailing pecks onto your belly and towards your navel, his light brown eyes piercing.

"Who's the expert here? You or me?"

"Y-you are, but -"

"Right. So lemme work my magic. Just relax, yeah?"

You nod, closing your mouth. Atsumu fingers hook into the waistband of your shorts. You move to shimmy them off, but Atsumu is quicker. He holds your legs together and slides them off in one motion - leaving you in your panties before tossing your pants to the floor. You want to scold him for being so tactless, but he keeps getting closer.

His hands come around over your thighs, dragging you down after he places kisses along the inside of them. Only after that, after everything - does his mouth ghost over your clit. Suddenly, you're nervous. Atsumu must feel you tense, because his hands reach up to hold yours.

This is too intimate for two best friends, this you know certainly - but still, you feel something warm in your gut when Atsumu squeezes your hands. You shiver, it wracks through you. Atsumu's lips press a kiss to your clothed cunt before he so carefully move the rest of the material with his teeth.

The sight is too much for you but you can't close your eyes either.

"Your pussy is so pretty." He muses. You whine, will weakened by Atsumu's mouth. You watch carefully, burn the sight of Atsumu's soft brown eyes and blonde hairs sticking his face between your legs.

His tongue is confident. The hot drags of it against your sticky folds makes your mouth drop open in a soft moan. Atsumu's hands tighten in yours as you watch him give you what you need. His mouth is so hot against your clit, tongue carefully going over everything until he's tasting all of you.

You're soaking and all he can taste is you. It's syrupy and burning, molten like sugar as he snakes his tongue against your clit. Your body trembles as he slowly finds his rhythm. It's so messy. Spit and drool collecting on your clit and pooling onto your bedsheets below. Your head feels to heavy for your shoulders as you sink into your bed.

He watches for your movements, and listens carefully. He's more in tune with your body than you are, finds the right pressure and the right pace and right angle. He does all of it until he's pulling the most sound from you. Until your soft moans start to turn into raspy and needy whines of want, your mind going almost numb with desire. The threat of an orgasm looms just barely starts to loom over you.

And then Atsumu hits his stride - and everything aligns. It goes from feeling good, to feeling fucking incredible. You've never felt anything like it, like someone's sucking your soul out of you. The euphoria is unlike anything else - not just pleasant but deliciously hot. You want more and Atsumu gives it to you. His nose bumps slightly against your navel until he's deep in it. Not breathing or taking breaks, tunnel vision taking over.

You feel it then - your hoarse voice crying out as you squeeze Atsumu's hands so tight you nearly crush his fingers. Your spine arching, and your voice giving out - you peer down at him.

Then the tension snaps, and you reel. You choke out a quiet "o-oh fuuck," that tapers out into a groan before ending up in a half sob. When you cum, you cum hard. Your whole body seizes, core tense and thighs closing around Atsumu's face who insists on taking you through all of it. He only stops when you let go of his hand - practically pushing him off.

Your breathing is ragged, body completely exhausted when you manage a slow blink. You look at Atsumu who looks debauched in his own right, hair astrew and chin slick with your cum. You stare at him, dumbstruck for a while until you wipe your face with your entire hand.

You blink at him.

"T-thanks for that.." you mutter. Atsumu lets out a breathy laugh before planting his cheek into your thigh, cuddling against it. Your heart hammers slightly.

"I should be thankin' you." He says easily. You flush, coughing behind your hand.

"I should return the favor." You say. Atsumu freezes before looking away from you entirely.

"Ah.. ya don't have to actually. Kinda took care of myself."

When you look at Atsumu from where he's lying on his side - you can see exactly what he means. A wet stain in the front of his light pants obvious to you, he must've cum from rutting into the sheets. You swallow something in your throat.

"O-oh."

"Told ya I wanted to."

[that-cunning-witch]

This! People nowadays have this idea that consuming morally dubious content or content made by someone who did something wrong automatically equates to being a genuinely terrible person

We want to remove ourselves from "bad" content and things in general so much because our generation has this weird superiority complex of "i'm better than you because i don't consume x y or z" and I get it... the time we're living in right now is super shitty and we want to get away from it as much as possible... however

I've said this for a while now and I'll say it again: we've lost the concept of the in-between or the grey area. What I mean by this is that everything is black and white now. If there's point A at one end and point C at another, if someone says "hey i agree more with point B" people freak out. That simply cannot be allowed! "Clearly" you're saying that to disguise the fact you're "actually" in camp A or camp C so we'll shove you into one of those ends.

Again, I see why. People have used this tactic a lot under the guise of being a "devil's advocate" to get away with disgusting shit. But we've seemed to have lost critical thinking along the way.

The problem quickly arises that everyone and everything has done something wrong at one point or another. Said something they shouldn't have, supported something they shouldn't have, etc. I remember seeing a post on IG listing a bunch of directors and actors who have been in just about everything saying "remember these people supported so and so back in 2009" and therefore we can no longer watch/support their content... from something a bunch of celebrities did almost fifteen years ago. If we base our consumption of media (or anything in general, really) on if one person who worked on it did something bad ever, then guess what? You can't watch anything, you can't listen to anything, you can't buy anything from them, etc. This type of thinking quickly spirals into a doomsday, pessimistic, "the world can never be fixed" attitude that quickly isolates you and destroys your mental health.

Obviously, there are genuinely awful people that you should never support. People who are being actively shitty people right now as we speak. That's different. What I'm saying is be fucking critical about it for once. Our generation is the kind of generation that once this SAG-AFTRA strike is finished, like let's say the studios and unions come to an agreement, everyone will be like "well I won't support the studios because of what they did to the workers and I'll never support them ever again" completely missing the point.

They'll inadvertently deprive those who need it the most just to "prove" that they're morally superior... somehow.

These people also disprove their own point, too. They get so tired of policing what they consume (or rather what other people consume) that they make exceptions for themselves. "Oh well they did that ten years ago" while they attack someone else who did the exact same thing at the exact same time.

A lot of people on the internet think that what you consume are your actions. That they somehow automatically determine the kind of person you are. And while yes, it isn't a mutually exclusive thing, it isn't a 100% constant correlation either. It's--surprise--a grey area.

People need to let go of extremes and relearn critical thinking (aka common sense). All it's been doing is causing a lot of in-fighting, leading to internal destruction across all boards.

Hey, please don't take this the wrong way, but. . .

Obsessing with making sure that everyone you interact with online is "good" and shares in all your beliefs and ideals, that you only have "good" hobbies and interests, that you condemn anything and everything even slightly dubious both internally and externally, that you stay away from all "bad" things in case they taint you, and similar behaviors are actually seriously unhealthy and may be a sign that you're developing or living with moral scrupulosity OCD or a similar condition.

I'm saying this as someone with OCD. It's not healthy to see everyone around you as corrupt filth and a threat to your own morals. That's an extremely dangerous mindset to have and to encourage in other people and if you're falling into those kinds of cycles, please get help from someone.

[rainiishowers]

here's a fun request if you want.

how would the dad!brothers/dad!datables(minus luke) react to their kid who gets benched or gets a bad call by the ref in whatever sports they play?

and it turns out it wasn't even their kid's fault but the call by the ref was just to spite or piss off their dad? or just to make their kid look bad?

have a good one!

A/N: I'm doing the dateables in later reactions, I hope you don’t mind waiting!

Warning: Violence/Violence mention on Satan’s, Beel’s and Belphie’s part Choking on Belphie’s part can we really expect anything less from him? May be a bit OOC in some aspects

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Lucifer

The first time he was at his daughter’s baseball game, he didn’t see her do anything wrong, but she still got benched.

He was confused, it didn’t appear she were hurt, or she didn’t do a bad play, she just.. got benched?

He tried to be civilized, trying not to show his growing irritation, but his daughter got back on the field, only to be benched again, a few minutes later.

He was sure that she wasn’t doing anything wrong.

After the game, he saw a defeated looking daughter walking over to him

“I don’t want to play anymore...”

He didn’t want his daughter to be so defeated, it was clear she did want to play, but constantly being benched discouraged her

He tried his best to encourage her, saying the ref was just blind to her talent, she was amazing with a bat, etc etc

He ended up getting a professional coach to teach her, and so it was clear the ref was doing bad calls

The ref was fired and Dadifer was very proud of his daughter for being the best on the team

Mammon

This man is 90% pure spite/j

In all serious, you can imagine he isn’t too happy when his daughter keeps getting benched for stupid reasons

Despite him not playing sports, he has decent sports knowledge, like every one of his brothers.

This will be one of the times you would know that he is raised by Lucifer, evident from him also encouraging her in his own Mammon-ish way, and getting the best coach he can.

When the ref does make a bad call, he will be the one to call it from the seats.

“Oi! Jackass! Don’t you dare bench her! She didn’t do anythin’ wrong!!”

While it may of been a bit embarrassing, at least he sticks up for his daughter when shitty people like these refs are around.

Leviathan

He was more or less disgusted at the ref’s attitude, it was like they were trying to make her think she was bad at the sport.

But of course, he didn’t want to be confrontational about it

He asked if she wanted out of the sport, and saying it’s okay if she does because they could always find another sport for her, hell, he was willing to let her try human world sports (which weren’t all that different from Devildom sports, but they probably had better refs)

If she does, he’ll search up some alternatives and ask her about which ones she seems interested in doing

If she doesn’t, and wants to continue trying, he’ll admire her determination and support her, but will pull her out if the refs attitude seems to clearly affect her outside of sports.

Satan

Yea uh... Making the Avatar of Wrath’s daughter upset is one way to get on her dad’s hit list

He will confront the ref, probably with a piss-your-pants smile, and scare the shit out of them.

“It would be a shame of someone were to rip your vocal cords out, wouldn’t it?”

If the ref were to be so bold to do it again

Well.. Satan is a man of words..

The ref is replaced with a better one and with a few encouraging words, his daughter goes to play, and is actually able to!

Asmodeus

Will probably bring out his inner Karen tbh

Confronts the ref and with his own Asmo-ness sprinkled in, he will berate the ref, going off

Of course, this time it’s justified.

Will make sure the end of the berating is more.. threatening.

Yeaa.. To spare themselves berating from Asmo, they stopped doing it

Definitely goes to bring his daughter out for some ice cream or a treat of their choice

Beelzebub

His daughter took up a Fangol junior league, which made him super happy

He gave her all the pointers and coached her himself

It was a common sight to see these two in the backyard practicing Fangol

When the ref did a bad call clearly on purpose, he took it personally, a bit too personally, but could you blame him?

He spent his time coaching his daughter himself, so seeing this made him both angry and sad

He had his experience with bad calls and refs.

It kept happening in the same game, which had him growling, but he didn’t do anything until the game was over

When it was over, he approaches the ref with a dark glint in his eyes.

“I don’t know what you are trying to achieve, but continue making calls that get my daughter benched on purpose, and I’ll eat you alive, understood?”

The ref quickly nods, not wanting to be the sixth eldest’s lunch.

He simply walks off to find MC and their daughter, his mood lifting when he does.

Belphegor

His daughter joined Junior Fangol, mostly thanks to Beel’s influence.

Belphie didn’t mind, of course, and let his twin train her for the sport.

Now he looks forward to watching both of their games or practices

He was watching a game with the others one day, and noticed she kept getting benched.

He knew it was for stupid reasons or on purpose, he’s watched plenty of Beel’s games

That did not bode well with Belphie

He thought of just infesting the refs mind, but that would disturb the game, so he decided against it

After however, he found a ref alone and approached them

He snakes his tail around their neck and brings them to the air, a small smirk on his face as they try to scream.

“It’s obvious you’re trying to spite me, seeing how you mess with my daughter during the game, so I’m letting you off with one warning, and one warning alone.”

He slams the ref to the wall, they slam against the wall harshly before falling to their knees, gasping for air

“Treat my daughter equally, or I won’t be afraid to kill you.”

With that, he walks off to find the others, more specifically MC and their daughter.

[stevesnailbat]

Jen you're so right here and honestly should say it. In my opinions all her relationships (romantic or platonic) she ever had were semi toxic to some degree.

It never set right with me how she treated Barb before she went missing, like I would never leave my friend for some dude (sorry Steve I love you) especially if I had dragged them to a party where they were clearly uncomfortable.

Or even after Will was missing, she got pissed at Mike for "ruining" her date with Steve just because he was clearly upset about it. And I know her parents don't love one another but her being so bitchy to Mike when he was grieving his best friend was so out of pocket, she should be able to emphasize with her little brother.

Same goes for Robin, Nancy was so unnecessarily rude to her in the beginning, especially after Robin clearly asked her if she upset Nancy because she has trouble reading people. Nancy only tolerated Robin after she became necessary to her. Not to mention she treated Fred in a similar way, idk if they were friends but they way she talked down to him was icky.

What you said about Steve feeling inadequate for a while in that relationship is so true, before she started the whole bullshit speech he was already apologizing and he sounded so tired, as if they were constantly fighting. Him taking the blame for the break up and her letting him believe only he's at fault never fails to make me angry. She literally cheated on him (emotionally and for real because when she slept with Jonathan they weren't clearly broken up) but yes he is the shitty boyfriend. I'm just saying if the roles were switched people would constantly bring this up when discussing Steve as a character, they wouldn't even question if he cheated. I just hate that he, after almost two years, still loves the idea of her that she still has power over him when he deserves someone so much better, who isn't condescending, isn't insulting his intelligence and actually loves him.

Jonathan also deserves better, Nancy needs some serious self reflection before she thinks about dating. In my opinion she never grew as a character she's still the same person from s1 plus some trauma and the ability to shoot guns, but everything else, her entitlement and attitude towards others stayed the same. I don't know if it's poor writing or not. I wish other characters in the show would call Nancy out of her behavior, like I can't believe she manipulated everyone into thinking she's perfect and never wrong.

I'm sorry for this long message I just saw your post and it made me feel things lmao. It's frustrating to criticize her because people just jump down your throat and call you a misogynist, like the anon mentioned. And I get it, some people take it too far but blindly saying oh Steve deserved this treatment because of s1 Steve and she did nothing wrong with how things ended is just stupid on my opinion. Like do those people realize they dated for a year and Steve in s2 is nothing like s1 Steve? I'm sorry I will stop now lol.

i will just post this for everyone to hear because you have taken the words right out of my mouth about every nancy relationship 🤍 these are all true facts and i have nothing to add

[aerltarg]

Maybe this is a stupid question, buuuuut:

I just can't imagine a world that Rhaegar comes back from the Trident, wins the war and becomes king. No, I'm not a anti Rhaegar, matter of fact I like him very much, I'm just can imagine how would Lya, little Jon, this whole affair, would settle in the capital. The norm that fics (at least those I read) tend to follow is to make Rhaegar:

1. A douche, paranoid and destiny-obessed king.

2. Completely incompetent, aloof monarch, that deep down has a heart of gold, but can't really be understood.

I mean, isn't he supposed to be a scholar since he was a kid? What's are your thoughts about it?

oh, yeah, i can totally understand this! it's is the whole point in canon actually, "the wrong man came back from the trident". you would expect a hero win against his antagonist and have a happy ending w his lady love but it doesn't happen. instead the subversion happens to them with rhaegar being killed by robert who becomes obviously a shitty king and lyanna dying after him. they were never supposed to have happy ending, they were created as tragic and doomed and dead from the beginning for the whole plot to start, jon to have his parentage mystery and dany to take the passed baton as the last dragon, prophesied savoir and the heir who has to carry entire house on her back now.

as for the realistic rhaegar wins aus that's the difficult question. tbh we just don't know enough abt their situation, plans and wishes. you see, e.g. in agot we can be right in ned's head and see his motivations, what he was thinking abt, what he was planning, what he was hoping to do. but if his story was told the way rhaegar's was i bet he would have his own crowd of haters and ~intellectuals~ jumping out every two seconds w their "hot takes" how actually all hints abt what rlly happened (ned being a good man w his own sense of honour, justice and experiences affecting him and the deal w cersei's children) doesn't matter and he was an ambitious prick, planned to grasp the power by being joffrey's regent and make his daughter sansa queen. (you can actually insert there any bullshit and still don't reach the level of stupidity of such "hot takes" this fandom loves so much lmao). also he would be blamed to the hell and beyond for being too stupid and not foreseeing the future and actions of other ppl bc ofc after everything happened it's so easy to say what was so obvious to notice. also they would say that the deaths of his men and horrible fates of his kids are 100% his fault and even straight up say he killed them lmao. i can rant abt it for hours so yeah. this is a situation w too many unknown variables bc it depends too much on actions of too many characters we don't know enough abt. the only thing it's possible to tell for sure is the fact that there couldn't be any perfect solutions since things got too complicated at this point.

such fics as you've mentioned tho are just a part of this dumb fanon where rhaegar is "too prophecy obsessed"/"incapable of love"/shrodinger's rhaegar both smart and stupid at the same time/whatever/all of this combined lmfao. the man was notably intelligent from the early age as you've absolutely rightly mentioned, his guesses abt himself being tptwp have nothing to do w egocentrism as some parts of the fandom would want us all to believe unless he wouldn't be so reasonable abt it and later on, after so many years, wouldn't have changed his mind and thought his son could be tptwp.

and literally fuck all antis that think you shouldn't consider prophecies that hold real power in this fantasy world lol. you know, aegon the conqueror was said to be motivated (or at least partly) to unify westeros by the prophecy and still got the treatment of perfect/maximum close to perfect figure of a leader everyone should look up to from the narrative and grrm. prophecy obsessed much, huh? i don't even talk abt all these parallels between him and rhaegar grrm put there not for bitches to ignore them completely! and i will never get tired of reminding that dismissing prophecies is UNWISE for targaryens of all people. the house whose story is built on the dream of young daenys and her father aenar that listened to her despite common sense (or what local "anti magic"/"anti prophecies" clowns consider to be common sense). targs would be as dead as the rest of dragonlords if not for daenys the dreamer. who else in the world has as many reasons to take prophecies seriously as them?

yet antis out there act as if rhaegar is one dimensional weirdo whose every character trait is abt mf ~prophecy obsession~. like how can they miss one of the main points so badly?? the game of thrones distracts ppl from the real danger beyond the wall, yk, the one rhaegar was aware of and meant to deal with. there wouldn't be such a problem if he became king and had as many years of head start before ice zombies apocalypse as ignorant bobby b did. rhaegar had to die just for westeros to sink in shit and our main heroes to save everyone to make this story more epic LMAO

so yeah, too many ppl portray rhaegar as this one dimensional robotic creature without any knowledge of what feelings are idk even for what reason. it seems these ppl can't read for real bc rhaegar was not only intelligent af as well as dutiful ("it seems i must be a warrior" but "he loved his harp more than his lance") but also. ugh emotional?? my boy had constant emo sessions w brooding at ruins of summerhall, sleeping out there beneath the stars all alone and writing songs that made all women cry. does it sound as someone who "isn't capable of love" lol? folks act as if he was completely heartless from the day he was born (bc he didnt play w other kids ig??) but in reality their emotional range is less than the one of a spoon in comparison to rhaegar's lol. i'm not even gonna address the horrible attitude of demonizing him for his implied depression, vile clowns never listen to themselves when they talk abt targaryens and their "madness".

tldr; these fics are mostly lame af and suck at characterization if they're making rhaegar like that lol. anyway his character isn't abt being a good or a bad king, it's abt being a would-be-king for characters in books and readers in reality to sigh over his tragic aura and pretty aesthetic abt how it could've been. however, grrm clearly doesn't write rhaegar as evil or incapable as some parts of the fandom would want to try to persuade others. realistically speaking in the scenario where he wins there couldn't be any perfect decisions but it's a territory of speculations on thin air and lit nothing more since canon doesn't provide us with enough information to rlly theorize anything instead of building biased headcanons some ppl call "analysis".

but remember what barristan said about rhaegar while practically watching him all his life, from a literal baby to the man grown:

“I know little of Rhaegar. Only the tales Viserys told, and he was a little boy when our brother died. What was he truly like?”

The old man considered a moment. “Able. That above all. Determined, deliberate, dutiful, single-minded.” (ASOS, Daenerys I)

“Prince Rhaegar’s prowess was unquestioned, but he seldom entered the lists. He never loved the song of swords the way that Robert did, or Jaime Lannister. It was something he had to do, a task the world had set him. He did it well, for he did everything well. That was his nature. But he took no joy in it. Men said that he loved his harp much better than his lance.” (ASOS, Daenerys IV)