#grandpa Sullivan

[lotusoon]

Grandpa is still all alone (╥_╥)

[light-gayber]

*Bill Nye Voice*

Consider The Following

The series Welcome To Demon School, Iruma-Kun! is a possible allegory for what it is like living with an invisible disability, with an accepting guardian, but an unaccepting general society.

We have Iruma, who is human, and he's in the Demon World. He doesn't understand much of anything there, and he can't say No when somebody makes a request. But on his orientation day at school, he makes one friend (Alice Asmodeus), who is different from him but they're both strong and he ends up gaining the friend's respect, after accidentally causing trouble. He's put into what is basically a "Special Needs" class because of the trouble caused. (Sound familiar?)

His adoptive grandfather, Sullivan, dotes on him and wants to make him as happy and comfortable as he can, despite his differences, even making him a carriage so he doesn't feel bad about not having wings or magic like his demon schoolmates. (Do you see where I'm going?) He doesn't feel comfortable with this, and so walks to school instead.

Then, when he starts going to school, he meets another friend (Clara), who is different from him, but also similar because she also doesn't have many friends. He enjoys being her friend. Alice has been walking him to school and back, and Clara joins.

Then, when it is time for what is basically a magic and flying exam, Iruma has trouble with it since he can't do either. But, he still does eventually pass, and gets the Ring of Solomon, which absorbs magic and allows Iruma to do magic as well, but because it's hungry, it eats his classmates' magic, until Sullivan comes along, and lets it eat his magic. This is basically Sullivan teaching Iruma how to use a coping mechanism correctly so that he doesn't cause more problems.

Then, when the ring absorbs enough magic and Iruma ranks up enough (Adjusts so he can handle the world better), Iruma gets Alikred, who's like a way he discovers to use his coping mechanism better. But then he goes through his Evil Cycle, which is like him being overwhelmed or overstimulated, and getting grumpy because of it.

[dandelion-blues]

Humans are the Real Monsters

Intro:

Sally died, and Percy was left at the hands of the monster, Gabe Ugliano. Iruma Sukuki was forced to work since he could remember by his lazy parents. What do the two have in common? They were both sold to the demon Sullivan!

PJO x Mairimashita! Iruma-kun crossover

CW: Abuse and Violence

Chapter 1, Part 1: A Demon's Grandsons

Percy felt tears leaking from his eyes, his breaths coming out in stuttering gasps. Percy felt despair grip at his chest, a tight weight pressing on his chest. The 12 year old curled into a ball, trying to muffle his breaths. If he heard him, who knew what he would do.

That comforting black swirled around Percy, the shadowy horrors of his imagination reaching out to him. Percy whimpered, his breathing labored. He couldn't breathe. Every breath hurt, and his throat was raw from crying, and his mouth parched with thirst.

Still, Percy did his best to stay quiet because being in the dark was much better than being out in the light with him.

But then that stench reached Percy’s nose, like the rotting corpse of his mother moldy trash and sewer rats. Percy stopped breathing, his heart stopping in his chest.

And then, light flooded his eyes, and he was leering above Percy. A monster disguised in human flesh that grinned with rotted teeth, “Tryin’ to hide from me, brain boy. Yur lucky imma make a lot of money off of yous, and I'm in good mood in all.”

Percy shaked, not daring to speak or breathe. His throat and lungs hurt painfully from the strain.

The monster casted a gaze towards Percy, those eyes without a soul needle and little, and reached out with his meaty hands toward Percy.

Percy gasped and whimpered, trying to get away, but he hit the wall of the closet.

All Percy could see was the hand reaching out to him, and he was screaming in his heead for it to go away.

Please-nomore-stop-stopitplease-I'llbegoodjustgoaway-goaway-GOAWAY!!!

Except the hand reached around Percy’s already bruised throat and yanked him out of the closet, the monster breathing over him. Smelling like beer and cigarettes and rotting food.

Percy whimpered, and the monster laughed, “C'mon brat. I j’st wanna have som’ fun bef’re yous go is all.”

And the hand started tightening around Percy’s throat.

This is it! Smelly Gabe is finally going to kill him, just as he did his mom.

Still, Percy fought to live and clawed out the hand to get off his throat, his feet dangling and kicking in the air. Percy tried to scream, but all that came out was choked muffles.

Black spots dotted Percy’s vision. And Percy’s energy gained. Percy just hopes he sees his mom when he dies.

Except Gabe releases Percy, and the twelve year old crumbles like a puppet with cut strings on the dirty floor.

Percy takes in large gasping breaths, tears streaming down his face.

Percy, however, barely gets to acknowledge the fact that he lived when a jarring pain was felt on his side.

Percy curls up to himself, his body already knowing what is coming next, even as his brain is still trying to get more oxygen.

The monster kicks Percy, laughing at him as the boy whimpers in pain.

“Fucking pussy, can’ even take a lil beating!” The monster screams, but all Percy can hear is ringing in his ears.

Then, the monster crouches down and yanks Percy up from his hair. Percy’s body trembles from pain, but he still manages to glare at the monster.

The monster smiles, “Need more fur the lesson hasn’ stuck yet.”

And the monster slams Percy’s head onto the floor.

Percy blinks black spots out of his vision, his head and body throbbing from pain.

Percy doesn’t know how long the “lesson” continues on for. Everything just came down to pain.

Except, somehow, in the midst of all that pain. Percy heard screaming, and he knew it wasn’t him. Percy didn’t even have the energy to scream. And then everything became eerily silent.

There was no ratting of the ac, or the stomps from the upstairs neighbors, or the whirring of the fridge, or even the monster's sounds.

That couldn't be. The monster is never silent!

Still, Percy didn’t know how long it took him to notice, but eventually he did. When the pain finally subsided enough for him to form coherent thoughts.

Percy blinked through his hazy eyes, seeing an elderly man?

And Percy realized that he wasn’t on the floor anymore. He was being carried.

Percy tried to move, but searing pain swept through him, and he gasped in pain.

He heard someone speak, their words sounded deep and guttural, but somehow Percy found the noise comforting. Then, there was a soft touch on his forehead, and everything went away as Percy welcomed the night’s embrace.

*****

Sullivan couldn't believe that he wasn’t just getting one grandson, but two! To think that two parents (or in one case stepparent) sold their child’s soul for money and on the same day to boot!

And so Sullivan went to collect his first grandson. A fourteen year old named Iruma Suzuki, who was in a rather troublesome situation as he was on a tuna fish boat in the middle of a large storm, with the fish doing their best to crush the boy. And so, Sullivan carted his new grandson off.

He didn’t want to scare the poor boy, but well, he really wanted Iruma-kun to accept him as his grandfather. And so, he made sure to get the best, and only the best for him, pleading for the boy to accept him and maybe just threatening him a little. Not that Sullivan would go through with the threat. Not with his last order...

Still, Iruma accepted! And boy did that boy eat! It’s a good thing too, because the boy was really thin. Luckily, he didn’t seem to have a problem eating Underworld food, and he actually seemed to really like it!

Thus, Sullivan got so into dotting on his new grandson with gifts that he almost forgot to collect his other grandson.

And so Sullivan turned to his deviguard, Opera, and his new grandson, “Alright! I’ll be right back. I just need to grab my other grandson!”

The two sputtered in surprise, though Opera-chan did their best to not show their surprise.

Then, Sullivan just casually teleported quickly away to where his other grandson, Perseus Jackson, was. And oh, that was an interesting name! Very Greek! But those Greeks gods can not have his grandson because he belongs to him now!

Sullivan will be the best, bestest grandfather ever! He won’t just leave the poor boy to fend for himself like the Greeks do! If the boy is even a Greek demigod, anyways! But either way, his new grandchild will be well taken care of!

However, as Sullivan teleported to where the boy lived, he wrinkled his nose when he came to a fifty apartment with beer bottles and cans and rotting food all over the counter tops and floors.

Then, Sullivan turned away and entered the bedroom that belonged to his youngest grandson. And all Sullivan felt was rage. A great white fire spread through his veins, his eyes darkening and his pupils dilating dangerously as his claws lengthening and sharpening and his wings unfurling, casting on ominous shadow as he saw the mortal, who was his youngest grandson’s stepfather punch and kick his grandson. His grandson, who was wheezing and gasping from pain as black and blue marked most of his exposed tan skin.

Sullivan didn’t waste a moment to yank the human off from his grandson, already reveling in his screams as his claws were already bruising the human’s throat like the dark purple ring around his grandson’s throat that he saw.

And, oh, his poor grandson was just whimpering and trembling, not even noticing that his attacker stopped.

Sullivan might be a demon, but even he knew children were species and needed to be protected, and this mortal just beat his grandson like he was worth nothing!

Sullivan’s magic exploded from him. The world went still and silent other than Lord Sullivan, and this human called Gabe Ugliano, as time was completely stopped around them.

“You dare harm what is mine!” Sullivan growled at the human, not caring for when his ears started bleeding when the human heard his demonic voice.

Notes:

Here's another crossover! It seems that both Iruma and Percy will be receiving more care in the demon realms than the human realm.

These fledglings were hurt by the world, and now they'll receive the care and love they deserve.

Next Part

[anotherfloridaman]

Somewhere, beyond the sea~

Comment if you want more!

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Iruma~ can you be a good boy and clean the bathroom?

Iruma! Do you think you can be a good boy and put away these heavy boxes?

Iruma… we’re really low on money, and the rich people want a bear skin rug, do you think you can be a dear, and fight it for us?

Iruma, we dont have money for bait, can you be a good boy and…

Iruma…

Iruma…

Iruma, you know you need to come back to us, don’t be a bad boy! What happened to you? You were such a good boy, and now your greedy and spoiled! You know he doesnt really care about you. But we do! Thats why we had you do all of this! Come home! Be a good boy and come home!

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Shivering, a cold feeling runs up iruma’s spine, and he opens his eyes ten minutes before his hellraiser clock started screaming at the room. He stares at the blanket around his shoulders and just breathes. Deep breathes. Dee–

SCREEEEEAACH, SCREEEEEEAACH, SCREEE–

“Good morning my dear grandson! How did you sleep? What did you dream about! I hope it made you happy!” The questions rattled off in iruma’s head, words bouncing around in his skull until they break into each letter, sporadically slamming into his skull until they realised they needed to be understood.

Iruma blinks, then answers “G-good morning grandpa, i slept great! But i think running around in my dreams made me really hungry, i have no idea how that happened.” Iruma scratched the back of his neck, knowing it was obvious he was trying to change the subject .

But still, Sullivan was merciful. “I think its a good thing Opera made more breakfast than usual this morning! But how about we get you dressed first?” Sullivan said the middle part a little louder than nessecary, and now wants to stall time for his cat butler, iruma concludes. Ah, poor Opera.

“Okay grandpa? I havent had help getting dressed before.” The boy is nervous, mostly because he remembers having injuries on his chest and stomach, he doesn’t even know what his back looks like.

His dream rings in his ears again, and before he can actually spiral into the depths of disaster, the egg version of his grand father comes from the abyss and says, “I think this could suit you perfectly today! Will you wear it iruma?” Its a simple t shirt and shorts, but iruma needs to go to school.

A laugh escapes the boy, then the reply “Grandpa, that’s not a uniform, and i need to stay in dress code for school! What would professor Kalego think?”

“Well, i could give you special permission to wear whatever you like! You could even go to school with nothing on!” The disgusted looks of his classmates and teachers flashed through his head as he imagined that senario.

“nothanksgrandpa…” iruma managed to stutter out, he avoided the dream, now he needs to avoid this. “Alright, lets get you into a proper uniform then!” The old egg dashed to the closet, excitedly rummaging through the identical uniforms to find the cutest one.

Iruma sighed, hoping the ‘grand reveal’ would go well. He unbottoned his shirt and pulled it away from his shoulders, waiting for the older demon to turn around.

“OOH! I think this would be LOVELY for your smile!” He spins and glances at iruma’s frame then back to the uniform… then looks at iruma’s chest, the uniform, his chest, and just sets the outfit to the side.

“Iruma, are you in pain?” That catches the boy off guard, he thought at best, Sullivan would cry for him and call him his baby, at worse, Sullivan would be disgusted and throw him to the human world. “Uh, no, not anymore. Most of these happened when i was really young anyway.” Sullivan crooked and eyebrow, “Most? If you feel comfortable, can you tell me about the ones you do remember?”

“Sure, uh…” iruma didnt know where to start, he looked at his arm and saw a pair of jagged marks, “Oh! This is from a wolf fish that was caught in a lobster trap, it had a lot of teeth… and this is when i was running from the mafia, i dont think i was able to take out that bullet…” and so it went. Iruma said where some scars came from, and others, he just said “i cant remember.”

There was one scar in particular, that looked recent, but mostly healed over. It was one, long, slightly tilted scar over Iruma’s spine, it covered over older, smaller scars and started from the base of his neck to mid-back. “And do you know where this one came from?” Sullivan inqurires to the boy, fearing someone was responsible.

Iruma reached around himself, and Sullivan saw two things…

One, he saw teethmarks on the boy’s waist, too dull to be demon, so a human bit him?

Two, he’s sure he saw something move inside of the wound. It was an instant, and he was distracted by the tooth marks, which he will be bringing up soon. “Oh yeah, i was taking out trash in a resteraunt, and a can that was open slashed my back. I guess i shouldve checked if any had their lids out.”

Sullivan didn’t know how to respond, so he took his finger and traced the outside of the bite, unintentionally tickeling the child and making him jolt away from the hand, laughing. Until he realised where Sullivan touched.

“Where-“ “i cant remember.” Iruma stared the demon in the eye, with a burning passion Sullivan had only seen in him and when training with Opera. Sullivan let it go -for now- and helped the young human into his uniform.

Opera laid down the last tray and stepped away from the tabe just as the two of them came into the room. A feast fit for three kings sat in front of the boy, steaming, frozen, or even boiled to perfection.

“Good morning Master Iruma, how was your rest?” The cat-like servant was glad they made things that were quick to serve for the extra food.

After Iruma left with Clara and Azz, Sullivan pulled Opera into his side and declaired to the feline, “Iruma needs love, make sure you give him the attention a child needs.”

“Yes Master Sullivan.” Opera was just as confused as when Sullivan brought Iruma home. They love the young master, he eats the food they make, keeps his room clean, is always polite, and never was there a problem with ill words.

“Just be sure to remind him that he’s safe with us.” That raised a flag in Opera’s head, something must’ve happened when Sullivan was alone with the boy.

Whatever it is, they hope Iruma will be well.

[miano-oscarwilde]

Compilation of my self made mairuma toys. I make 3D art. These are my assets

1. Iruma, Azz, Clara : The love trio

Type- plastic casting, handmade.

Material- air dry clay, polymer clay, plastic.

The Goemons

1. Life sized doll- The Goemon

Type - handmade

Material - fur cloth, cotton, cloth, wooden rods.

Accessories - cloth, plastic, cardboard

2. Little Goemon - my first Goemon

Type - handmade

Material - cloth, cotton.

3. Pencil head Goemon

Type - handmade

Material - fur, thermocol as base.

4. Terracotta Goemons

Type - handmade

Material - terracotta clay, discarded bottles, acrylic paint

5. Customised Goemon doll - made with best friend

Type - customised

Material - doll parts, cloth,white fur strings

5. Goemon pendant

Type - handmade

Material - air dry clay

6. Gaap poompa (OC)

Agares Picero

Type - handmade

Material -air dry clay, cloth, polymer clay

Grandpa and Kalego sensei

Type - handmade

Material - egg, cotton, sponge

[misfitwizardry]

I'M FUCKING SCREAMING FROM THE ROOFTOPS

MF SULLIVAN IRUMA

FUCKIN FINALLY!!

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SINCE CHAPTER ONE, YALL DONT EVEN KNOW.

God, I know it's probably not gonna happen but I really want him to have emotions about this. "Suzuki Iruma" carries so much baggage for him, it's his last link to his parents and to the human realm.

Would love for him to just... throw it to the fucking trash and cut off that last thread. If he officially changes his name after he tells Azz and Clara the truth?? I will fully just cry.

Sullivan Iruma is my future demon king.

[dadsinsuits]

Dan Sullivan

[d4rk-x-w0lf-17]

the fact that kalego RAN when he saw iruma on the floor makes me wanna cry

he claims that he tries not to get close to any of his students but cherishes each and every one of them

he thought iruma was injured and went into panicked dad mode i can't

[hana-no-seiiki]

CHILD(LIKE)! READER: GRANPAPA, MARKUS KEEPS BULLYING ME! (he totally wasn’t bullying you)

PLATONIC YANDERE GRANDPA: Not to worry, dear child.

PLATONIC YANDERE GRANDPA: *takes one long look at the child’s parents*

MARKUS’S PARENTS (who knows markus did nothing) : *sees their life flashing in front of their eyes, memories of your younger grandpa commanding them flooding back*

MARKUS’S PARENTS: MARKUS YOU GODDAMN FAILURE! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE AGAIN-?!

[queenangst]

THEY LOVE HIM SO MUCH.....

[madmarchhare]

Look at all the cuddly families!!!! So cute.

[dandelion-blues]

Humans are the Real Monsters

Intro:

Sally died, and Percy was left at the hands of the monster, Gabe Ugliano. Iruma Sukuki was forced to work since he could remember by his lazy parents. What do the two have in common? They were both sold to the demon Sullivan!

PJO x Mairimashita! Iruma-kun crossover

CW: Violence and Gore

Chapter 1, Part 2: A Demon's Grandsons

“You dare harm what is mine!” Sullivan growled at the human, not caring for when his ears started bleeding when the human heard his demonic voice.

The pathetic worm just whimpered. Sullivan snarled in disgust and threw the human hard on the floor outside the small bedroom and into the living room. If it can be called that.

Then, Sullivan blared his magic into the mortal’s head and asked so he would understand, “Why did you beat Perseus?”

The human trembled, piss staining his pants, but still he laced a surprising amount of anger in his tone, “Boy needed to man up! Cause his bitch of a mom wasn’ teachin’ him nothin! So’s I killed her! Sides yous should be thanking me for my service, so yous can torture him better!”

And Sullivan starts laughing loudly and lifts the mortal up, just enough to not cause pain, so the filthy human thinks he’ll be alright.

Then, when the human is standing far below Lord Sullivan’s tall form. Sullivan grabs the human’s arm and breaks it like a twig.

The snap echoes loudly around, but not nearly as loudly as the mortal’s screams.

Sullivan smiles, his sharpy teeth glinting dangerously.

The mortal looks at Sullivan in fear then, and tries to run up, but he trips and falls to the ground while Lord Sullivan casually walks up to the human as he tries to scramble away.

“Now where does my prey think it’s going?”

The human screams as Sullivan grabs his arm once again. The broken arm of course, and Sullivan twists it roughly the socket of the shoulder disconnecting.

And then Sullivan stomps down hardly in the mortal’s right knee, his heel pricing through the flesh and bone.

Oh, and how Sullivan licks his lips with his tongue at that red blood.

The mortal screams and screams, and oh how the demon loves to hear it. Thinking of how his grandson didn’t even have the energy to scream anymore. This worm will pay for ever touching what is his!

And so, Sullivan rips the human’s limbs from his body, first biting his fingers off, and then ripping his arms and legs off. Of course, the demon used his powers to keep the human awake and alive through it all, for it would be too easy for him to just go and die before the torture is down after all.

Then, the demon plucked out one of the human’s needle eyes from his head and swallowed it down whole.

Still, he let the mortal keep one of his eyes so he could watch as Sullivan reached into his chest and could feel as the demon warped his claws around the human’s heart.

The mortal screamed and Sullivan ripped the heart out of his chest, and that worm was no more, and Sullivan chewed the heart.

“So vile and delicious.”

Blood poured more onto his demonic form, from his mouth and seeping down.

Then, Sullivan calmed his wicked phase down. That fiery rage and vengeance and hunger satisfied, and the demon flicked away all the blood and snapped himself a new clean suit.

And now Sullivan let his mana sink back into him and the world once again started to move, and Sullivan hurried over to his youngest grandson and carefully picked him up, frowning at how light the boy was.

The boy didn't even notice, and Sullivan cradled the boy to his chest, subtly using his time powers to stop more blood from pouring from the boy’s wounds.

Sullivan saw the boy's gaze becoming clearer, but it was still foggy, and the boy tried to move and gasped in pain.

Sullivan shushed the boy and used his magic, so the boy would rest. Gently touching the twelve-year old’s head, “It’s alright! I’ll take care of you, my precious grandson.” And the boy went limp in Sullivan’s arms and his eyes fluttered close.

Now Sullivan portals back to the demon realm, his mana already replenishing, so he can fully see the damage that was done and heal him.

He carefully sets his grandson down on his new bed and looks down at the poor boy. The twelve year old with raven hair that was damp with sweat and blood, while bruises and scars littered his tan, but flushed skin.

Opera comes in behind Sullivan, not yet seeing the boy, “I sent Iruma-sama to bed for the night.”

Sullivan hums, and Opera comes up, and their eyes go large in shock as they see Perseus, “What happened?”

Sullivan’s voice drops to a growl, “His stepfather. He already paid for what he did!”

Opera growls back, furious. “Good! Now let me help heal the boy.”

Sullivan nods and the two get to work on healing the boy.

However, as Opera uses a wet cloth to clean the blood off the young master, mana stirs into the air and the bruises on the boy’s begin to fade.

Opera stands stock still, and Sullivan hums, and pours some water gently on the boy watching as it seeps into the boy’s skin and his wounds heal even more.

“It’s as I thought.” Sullivan says to himself.

“Opera, prepare a bath for now. I believe water heals the boy best.” Lord Sullivan states.

Opera bows to their Lord and prepares the bath.

After they are done, Sullivan gently lowers the boy into the lukewarm bath and the boy’s mana reacts and instantly his bruises fade and the boy sighs in relief.

Opera looks questionly at Sullivan’s side once they know the boy isn't’ in any danger.

Sullivan sees this and says, “The boy isn’t human. Or at least not fully. Though don’t speak a word of this Opera.”

Though, that mana…

Sullivan shakes his head, he doesn’t have proof, so he’ll keep that to himself for now.

Opera bows and says, “Yes, Lord Sullivan.”

Sullivan hums and he watches as the boy fully heals, and then brings the boy to his bedroom to rest and dismisses Opera for the night to go and rest as well.

Sullivan sighs when he makes his way to his room. He’s going to have a handful with his two grandsons. His poor traumatized boys. He already loves them to pieces though. And he’ll do anything to keep them safe.

Notes:

Whelp, that was the final part of chapter 1! What do you guys think of this crossover?

First - Next Chapter

[enby-opera]

Aroace grandpa pic??

🧡💛🤍🩵💙

[miano-oscarwilde]

Grandpaaaaa ❤️ now I'm really looking forward to seeing what happens in the Deviculum. I was waiting for the right emotion that will enchant me. Grandpa is beside Irubaby 🥺💕 family 💗 THEIR MASKS MATCH NOW!

"Yeah that's right he's my grandson and we'll wear matching features". Especially the big bird skull grandpa always wears around his neck became the inspiration for his mask and he also made his grandson wear it because whatever grandpa's family name is, Iruma will inherit it too?(please)

This was totally unexpected and I LOVE it.

Can't wait to see the part Where grandpa asks "how did you like the Deviculum iiiiiruma kun?" And Iruma is excited and says something "I have so many things to tell you ojii chan"

[pocketramblr]

Like is Narnia going to show up and be forced to prioritize the fugitive terrorist? Is Iruma going to summon Kalego? Is Grandpa going to show up? The princess?? Baal?? Another friend??? Is it a fake or or is this going to be the real reveal? Who knows

[helenabertinell1]

sports man