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“Remind me again, why Serenity Manor wasn’t an option…”
You ask this question for the fifth time that day, stumbling into Beel. The sixth-born Avatar of Gluttony motions for you to hand over the three luggage bags you were currently attempting to lug into the lobby of an extremely grand hotel. You watch, catching your breath, as Beel lifts the bags with much more ease; walking calmly over to the nearest human bellboy. You can’t help but find him so adorable, oblivious to the bellboy’s nervous surprise at the demon’s superhuman strength. The bellboy’s voice is, unluckily, the only sound that isn’t coming from your boisterous, troublemaking family.
You continue making your case to Lucifer as you turn away from Leviathan and Belphegor – who are stood behind you, enamoured with a fishtank built into the wall and some plush, velvet-lined sofas; respectively.
“Lucifer,” you start. “You know I love you guys… ”
Lucifer is at the reception desk and looking disapprovingly at Mammon and Asmodeus, who are ‘ooh-ing’ and ‘ah-ing’ at a fancy-looking vase, at the same time as he rifles through his waist bag for a booking he insisted on printing. Even though it was so much easier to just show the online confirmation.
“… But we’re, like, historically prone to making a scene.”
As if on cue, the sound of pottery shattering echoes throughout the hotel lobby… followed by stammering from Mammon and a high-pitched squeal from Asmo. The bellboy shrieks and scurries away with the trolley of your luggage as soon as Beel takes his eyes off him - looking instead at his older brothers disapprovingly. Shaking his head, Beel jogs over to where they’re standing and immediately crouches down to tidy the shattered, ceramic hazard off the floor. He has the sweetest of intentions - declaring simply that he’ll take care of the broken vase shards so no one cuts themselves on them - but you have your doubts about his methods when you hear the sound of crunching and see porcelain pieces sticking out of his mouth. Mammon and Asmo not-so-subtlely stand over their younger brother, hiding him from view.
The hotel receptionist gives Lucifer a look. With a wordless sigh, Lucifer hands over his credit card to pay for the damages.
“I had hoped,” the eldest brother strains that word, the two of you watching a very large price appear across the till screen, “that your presence here would at least be enough to tone down their childishness. I see now that wish was just folly.”
Next to him is Satan, who eyes the reading material on the coffee table next to the sofa Belphie had deemed comfy enough to nap on. The Avatar of Wrath huffs. “Folly isn’t exactly new with you, Lucifer. But you still haven’t answered MC’s question: why aren’t we at Serenity Manor?”
“Unfortunately, this time, I don’t have a clear answer, myself.” Lucifer explains. Satan lets out a snort, which the eldest ignores. “Diavolo requested specifically that we stay at a hotel. Something about… ‘human, brother-ly bonding traditions’. Those were the words.”
At this point, Belphie has begun to chew on one of the sofa’s pillows in his sleep, feathers all over his face. The receptionist - hand outstretched towards Lucifer with the intent to hand back the credit card - freezes at the sight. The Avatar of Pride sighs again, motioning to the receptionist to just charge damages to the card.
MC suddenly paled.
“… Ah.” They stated tentatively. The winced a little under the powerful, combined gaze of Satan and Lucifer. “Then this… may have been… my fault…?”
“Explain.” Lucifer frowned.
“Well, Prince Diavolo and I had tea about a week ago. He asked about human families after I said that the Manor and House of Lamentation were a lot bigger than normal human houses and I may… have mentioned…”
MC’s voice got quieter.
“That brothers sometimes… share a room.”
Lucifer and Satan froze.
“So. We’re a social experiment for His Highness, then. Wonderful.” Satan concludes bitterly, ignoring a brief glare from Lucifer. Though, it’s not as if the eldest wasn’t sharing some of the sentiment himself, now digging through his waist bag of Beel’s food receipts and strangers’ phone numbers (given to Asmo) with extreme fury. He mumbles bitterly under his breath about how ”Lord Diavolo hadn’t mentioned sharing rooms”.
Satan tries to look to the magazine he had seen earlier for something to salvage the day…
… But Levi had gotten to it first. Now it has a few pages torn out. Manga-style doodles are on each page, including Henry and the Lord of Shadows holding hands and eating from the same ice cream in crudely scribbled boxer shorts - right out of a beach episode.
Satan looks at you. You look at the receptionist. The receptionist looks at Lucifer.
Lucifer sighs for what will certainly not be the last time today.
“Just… charge whatever you require to that card.”
(i wanted to imagine these guys on a family vacation, causing a scene in the human realm. i like the idea of mc just saying things and diavolo is just like ‘yes i like this i shall now make my subjects do it and they shall find it fun’.)
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I'm obsessed with the NA bros having an online cooking show. That one comic where they're making sushi kills me. Everyone expects that America will butcher their cultural dishes until it's an unrecognizable grease plate, but Canada doing it as well is just perfect. And I love how Canada has on a ninja costume. I bet America wears a themed costume for each episode and makes Canada do the same.
Does anyone remember Unus Annus? I feel like it's that exact vibe except they are both Mark and Ethan. Oh France is probably so disappointed in Canada lol. He's taught him how to make coq au vin and bœuf bourguignon, but Canada will never be a gourmet.
France and England would be guest stars and the episode would just end with them losing the plot and bickering. Also, England's cuisine would get slandered the entire episode. "Dude, you know WW2 is over, right? You can stop with the rations!"
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Having been a longtime fan of the Alex Rider books, I was very curious whether or not they would keep the book Scorpia ending. I felt like they either had to go all the way and have that bullet really kill him so as to provide closure for the series, or they would have to cut it out entirely so as to not leave any loose ends.
At first, I was hoping they would be true to the books because it would be such an interesting way for the series to end, but after all of the grief and heartache Alex went through during his arc, by the end of season three I was desperately hoping they would let them walk away and be with the people that love him. It would've felt so heartrending and pointless to have Alex survive everything only to die at Kyra and Tom and Jack's feet.
So when the false credit screen glitched out to reveal that sniper barrel MAN
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Hetalia RNG Showdown - Quarterfinal #9
Pick a character, any character! You can pick your favourite, a contender, a darkhorse, an underdog, or just pick the most chaotic choice possible!
This polls opens December 25 2023 12:00PM PST and closes January 1 2024 11:59AM PST.
Want to know how this tournament works? Read the FAQ here!
Want to find the other quarterfinal polls? Read the Winter 2023-24 Tournament Summary post here!
As a festive seasonal treat, the showrunner has arranged some Yuletide chaos joy by rigging the tournament to allow for this Christmas Day matchup. Happy holidays!
Please be respectful in the comments and tags, these polls are all just for fun!
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Brennan: he [the dwarf] grabs you [Riz] and goes "you're in the wrong part of town, gobby."
Riz: "I, uhh"
Dwarf: looking to eat dwarf flesh, are ya?
Riz: "what? No, no, no, no, no!"
Brennan: he takes a flintlock pistol out. [As the dwarf] "Open your mouth if you're hungry"
Fig: I disguise myself as him and I say "stay away" .
Brennan: As Him?! You disguise yourself as the dwarf doing this? *Incredulous*
Kristen: I come up and go "you're dead. You've been dead for days."
Riz: I already ate you
Gorgug: you've been freaking dead this whole time
Riz: I already ate you, man!
Brennan: no, no, no, no. We're not gonna move past it! *Pounding fist on table* I'm not going through another Hilda Hilda! [To Emily] your first thought to get this guy to stop was to he him?! Him, as well?! Am I -- Is it just me?
Zac: is anyone around say --
Ally: you should grab her wrists and say I've got it from here
Emily: I wanted to be someone of this world, and he's the first person I've really met.
Murph: the logic is sound
Brennan: ok. All right. You disguise yourself as him. You [Kristen] say "you've been dead"
Kristen: you've been dead for days.
Brennan: give me a deception roll
Emily: that's going to be a 25
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59+ masriel
song 59: #1 by Imagine Dragons
Marisa looked at him go, the baby in his arms. Lyra. She was still not used to the name. "Now I'll never have to," she thought, and there was a slight tremor to her internal voice. She shook it away. She'd made her choice.
Asriel looked over his shoulders and their eyes locked. Somehow, she feelt like he was asking her a question, the final one. "Are you sure?"
She nodded, curtly, and turned away. He'd insisted to take the baby away, and she hadn't really fought. That whole story was something she was desperate to escape.
Edward had let her down first, and then, Asriel. Men who were desesperate to chase her, but became uninterested the minute they'd got her. Lyra was just the result of a long series of disappointment and she would not sacrifice her life for that. It was just a minor setback.
Life had put her down, thrown her on her back like an helpess tortoise. But her daemon was a monkey and even though she hated to admit it, he'd help her get back on her feet. She hated him for it.
She couldn't deny the tornado of feelings that gnawed at her stomach as she made her way to her beautiful kitchen in her brand new appartment. Still, she'd always fend for herself. A lovestory was never meant for her. This was just another example of how good Marisa Coulter was at putting herself first.
[spotify ficlet meme]
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more tag drops // dynamics & people
@danversiism -> DANVERSIISM -> More than blood it takes heart and courage to be a sparkly badass // DYNAMICS -> DANVERSIISM -> Family is the people who you fight for and complain to
@darehearts -> DAREHEARTS -> Men go abroad to wonder at the circular motions of the stars and they pass by themselves without wondering // DYNAMICS -> DAREHEARTS -> From where I come from we take care of our own
@prcspcr -> DYNAMICS -> PRCSPCR -> If you are human you might as well face it you are going rub people the wrong way
@nyhura -> DYNAMICS -> NYHURA -> She is order and I am chaos we get lunch sometimes
@blindbastard -> SHIPS -> BLINDBASTARD -> A leap of faith is both blind and deaf
@mr-tony-stark -> SHIPS -> MRTONYSTARK -> Will you wait for me the way birds wait for the sun to rise? Will you kiss me as the sun rises?
@biitchcakes -> SHIPS -> BIITCHCAKES -> And her kisses on his skin felt like wisps of butterfly wings turn to a slow inferno
@amethystarrows -> DYNAMICS -> AMETHYSTARROWS -> When I am with you there is no place I'd rather be
@gammaragee -> SHIPS -> GAMMARAGEE -> It's in the eyes always in his eyes that danger and trust are held
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