#i had the halloween levi one im so

[caustic-crow]

Losing my mind I forgot to get my transfer data info for obey me before I turned in my old phone

[firefly--bright]

b99 au has me like this can we have some more hcs pls pls pls pl

see u get me

U ASK AND I DELIVER here is part two to the headcanons (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ (+complimentary moodboard because I Feel Like It)

- ok so after the first date (which goes surprisingly well), you start hanging around the precinct more, and at first Connie and Sasha are ELATED because you didn't do it that often before jean. like they didn't realise that it was because you wanted to see him, sasha was just happy that you'd bring mid-day coffee to her and Connie was happy to just rant to you about how "no-one here trusts me ugh" (he's like a mix of Gina and Charles istg) and ur like mhm yeah it's totally not because you file your paperwork wrong everytime. totally, king. MHM.

- and jean usually grabs some lunch outside (which you notice!) and at this point you're not in an Established Relationship, aka you haven't had the "what are we" talk yet so it's mainly just you guys hanging out. right and eren recognises you and like jokes around with you and it pisses jean off SO BAD and eren (the little shit) KNOWS THAT. so he's just trying to get under jeans skin. and you become like this unofficial part of the family :3

- which, by the way, let's do this. who's who. Reiner is the sarge (yes he goes with the suspenders and yes eren and Connie objectify him because of his boobs). Connie and Sasha are partners because they work really well together since the beginning of Time and they're also really good at acting so they get assigned alot of undercovers. CAPTAIN LEVI it's in the name guys c'mon. hange is the autopsy..person. idk the actual name of it. but you get it. Erwin is Levi's husband and it's the whole arc of them basically adopting the precinct :) Mikasa and Armin are partners, jean and eren are also partners (most of the times) because they also work really well together. jean applied to be a lieutenant but that comes way later in the story. so hang on. for rn, tho, Armin is the lieutenant, and marco is the office assistant. ANYWAY

- right so. uhhh cue the Thanksgiving shenanigans. Levi (begrudgingly) invites the whole squad + hange, and asks everyone to bring your own dish. here's what happened

reiner ; guys ok we have to impress the captain and his husband-

eren : his name is Erwin. don't reduce him to just captain Levi's husband

jean : I don't think that's a reduction to his title

eren : stop bootlicki-

sasha : I don't know how to cook anything

Connie : she burnt the packet of ramen once.

....

Mikasa : the...the packet?

Armin : like, the plastic....covering?

sasha : mhm. I've solved alot of crimes.

Connie : yes she has

sasha : feminism isn't a joke.

jean just nods aggressively.

Reiner : right so....to avoid that... do you, can you possibly get someone to help you?

eren : YO WHAT ABOUT YOUR FRIEND

jean : their friend has a nam-

eren : what about titles now, horseboy?

sasha : YES WE SHOULD. WE SHOULD ALL GO TO THEIR PLACE TO COOK BEFORE GOING TO THE CAPTAINS PLACE

Connie : IM GOING TO TEXT THEM RIGHT NOW

Reiner : right. that could work.

marco : it really won-

jean : I THINK YEAH WE SHOULD ALL GO TO THEIR PLACE. MHM. yeah I think we should..... uh. yeah.

Armin : I'm sure the captain won't mind inviting them over as well

- yeah anyways that's how. it happened. long story short your apartment almost burned down but hey atleast you got the job done! with like twenty people in your small cube of a house!

- jean is the first one to arrive at your place (for no reason, haha) and you're like "oh good ur here Im babyproofing the apartment just in case." and he doesn't question it and just helps you and tells you about his Thanksgiving stories thoughout the years and you guys connect alot and he opens up alot too :3

-anuway. HALLOWEEN HEIST IS ALSO REAL AND IT HAPPENS. and you participate. the first year is pretty mild for you, you're jeans accomplice as he tries to beat eren's team to steal the captain's cup of tea. and it's a whole Thing and you do the thing you do best - distract the captain. again, surprisingly, you get him to open up a little while jean gets in through the office's ceiling and you're talking to the captain, sweating, "oh yeah no, totally, the DMV is crazy....MHM!! the lines were so bad when I went last." anyway. at the end, eren and jean are tied, back to back to a chair while the captain (very menacingly) asks them if they're proud of what they accomplished. turns out the captain won. (i have headcanons for this too but this post is becoming too long so,,)

- enough about the squad, more about you and jean. right, so soon after Thanksgiving, the two of you finally have The Talk. after a particularly long day at the precinct, jean is slumped over his desk doing paperwork and everyone has almost already left. Connie had come over to ur place to tell you about the shitty day he had, and you fed him some dinner after that, and he fell asleep on your couch while watching a show (not an uncommon occurence) and his situation got you thinking about jean. you usually tried not to bother jean too much by sending too many messages or calling a lot, so he knows it's important when he gets a call from you. and he takes a break from work and answers and he swears you breathe life into him after he hears you ask him how he's doing. he tells you that "these muscles aren't for nothing" which gets a sigh and a laugh in return. "how long are you gonna stay at the precinct?" you ask him. "i don't know, the works never ending." he says and you've already made up your mind, taking a Tupperware of the dinner you had made, along with a thermos of coffee and head on over to the place. when you're downstairs, you call jean again and tell him to come down too and he's like "what are you doing here holy shit it's late" and you're like "yeah I could tell u the same thing. i got u sum food open up slut" and he leads you to the balcony to get some fresh air while eating (also because if he were to spill even a morsel of food on his desk after the cleaning crew had gone home, the captain would have his head on a plate. anyway. the terrace/balcony. do u see the parallels.

and you and jean get to talking, you tell him about your day and then are like "I'm sorry if I'm distracting you." "no I like the distraction. i don't mind it." and you smile but then just come out and say it "hey so what are we?" and jeans like "??? have I not asked u to be my partner yet?" and you decide to tease him a bit and are like "partner? are u recruiting me to be a detective?" "no! i mean, if that's what...your passion is, then yes, but please be safe. oh ur fucking with me. okay." and u laugh and kiss him on the cheek and he's like "no that's not gonna cut it" and then he grabs your face (GENTLY) and kisses you so softly and helplessly that you're glad he's holding your face otherwise your bones would've just fallen to the ground without structure.

uhh yes. thats all. if you'd like angst headcanons. hmu 😈 I'm not kidding this is so fun for me to think about I've been Thinking About It for like a month now

also! moodboard time!

:D

[villaintics]

Leviachan as Miku for Halloween ✨

Lucifer

[mxvladdy]

heyy i just read your fic Case of the Munchies on ao3 and im Loving it!!!! its amazing!! i was wonder if youre accepting requests and if you haven’t done it could you write the same for the rest: mammon, levi, satan, belphi, dia, barbatos and smth for simeon and luke (ofc platonic) like how angles have a true form and that means they can never relax around mc and how solomon has so much power at his fingertips he can just snap and end them or smth like that? pretty please and thank you!!!!

A/N: Of Course! Of Course! I already did Mammon and Levi HERE so I’ll do the other four in this request! You sent me a lot of good ideas and I’ll sprinkle them out into other requests soon!

Hope you like it!!

Case of the Munchies prt 3!

Word Count: 4.2k

Characters: Satan, Belphie, Diavolo, Barbatos

TW: Mentions of eating and cook humans, very mild gore

Satan

As the only full-blooded demon of the seven, he has thought about it...just hypothetically of course. When you were new to the Devildom he did find your scent more appetizing than the others. It’s a good thing he has the most restraint and control of all his kin, especially when it comes to his more base urges.

He doesn’t hide this knowledge from you. It’s readily available in the library and his own room in the history books. He just won’t bring it up. So if you don’t say anything, he won’t either. What would he say anyway? “Yes, I’ve thought about it, up until it was outlawed it was a staple of our diet after all…” Ye, probably not the best thing to say.

When you finally brought it up he was exasperated. Did you have to bring it up during the few hours he had alone with himself? He wasn’t going to lie but the thought of hurting your feelings would just about do him in.

He will alleviate your worries if you have any. If Satan was anything, he was genuine.

Mini Fic

His wine curdles in his stomach, turning sour along with the take-out he had nabbed for the two of you to enjoy tonight. Drinks and dinner were becoming a staple in your T.V. night tradition. If one of you had had a rough day you would drop by your favorite shop of the hour and pick up a meal to share while you vent.

Today in particular had been a shit day for him. Failed experiment after failed experiment, and one bottle that didn’t explode on impact with the potion he dropped. Sigh. At least your comforting words soothed his wounded pride a little. You chuckle at his escapades glad to see he is not hurt at least. It was nice to have someone to see the humor in something that normally would have dampened his mood.

“You’re a pest.” He laughs at you while snapping his takeout chopsticks in half to use. “I need sympathy-hours of work wasted.” You snort into your own bowl of udon.

“You need words of praise like Beel needs another stomach.” Satan gasps in mock insult pointing a sauce stained chopstick at you.

“How dare you insult your host! After I toiled over this meal of-” What did he get exactly? Honestly, when he placed the order he was near boiling with rage at his careless fumble. It was to be a surprise for you, something to give you a bit of magic while supervised by himself. He knew how frustrated you were with your lack of magical ability in class so he wanted to gift you something grand. Now he has to wait months to try again.

Ah, well...nothing ventured nothing gained as they say.

You watch him sulk over his soup dumplings, his mile away from the comfort of your company and his room. “Come on blondie.” You poke him with your foot before burying them under his pajama-clad thighs on the couch. “Eat your ‘hard earned’ meal before I do.” You snatch up his D.D.D forgetting your own food for a moment to set up your favorite streaming service to cast to his small T.V. “Want to watch a bunch of humans fail miserably at baking?”

"I thought you would never ask."

Satan feels you stiffen in his arms two hours into your bake-off marathon. Your takeout boxes are cold and forgotten on his coffee table, a bottle of wine gone between the two of you. He glances down at you curious.

You were transfixed on the screen. The novice baker on screen was struggling to keep his monstrosity of a cake upright. It was the annual Halloween episode and this fool went for a Silence of the Lambs inspired cake. A good concept really, but very poorly executed. The fake body parts and sugar blood weighted the pastry down dangerously. If he were, to be frank, the cake was also tacky as hell. Heh, he'd have to try to make this for Lucifer.

"Does his abuse of the piping gun offend you that much?" He jokes wrapping an arm around you.

Your laugh is breathy and lacks its usual warmth. "It is excessive isn't it?" You look up at him. "Hey, Satan-have you ever eaten people before?"

"Uhh…" Great, how eloquent. This came out of nowhere, did Lucifer set you up to this? No-no you wouldn’t. Would you hate him if you knew? “I have.” He admits through clenched teeth waiting for your reaction.

“Didn’t Diavolo ban it?” He can tell you are doing the mental math in your head.

He chuckles dryly. “Well, you never asked if I did it legally.” You move away from his touch and pause the show. “I mean...I did it legally! ” His mouth runs freely, his brain screaming at him to shut up.

“Satan.” You cross your arms unimpressed.

“It was a new law and I never meant to eat it for the most part. It was at a time where I was still struggling to control myself.” Young and stupid as Lucifer had said defending him every step of the way when he would slip up. Was it sold on the black market now? Yes. Did he know how to get it? Sure, but he would never nor would he tell you about it either.

You nod thinking about his words. “I can empathize.” Oh, thank the Devil. “Have you thought of eating me?”Ahhh. “Oh my God, you have.” You chuck a pillow at him with a laugh.

He catches the pillow and clutches it to his fiery hot face. “Everyone did at first!” If he was going down then he was going to take every one of his brothers down with him. “I wasn’t going to act on it! It was a spur of the moment-why are you laughing!”

“Sorry, sorry.” You wipe at the tears in your eyes wishing you had your phone to take a picture of his blushing face. “I kind of figured you did.”

Satan looks at you incredulously. “Shouldn’t you be a bit more torn up over this?”

You shrug. “After everything we’ve been through? I admit it was a shock to think at first but I mean, you would have done it by now right?”

“Well, thank you?” He flops back on the couch, still clutching the pillow to act as a barrier between you two. He’ll take it as a compliment.

You scoot close, nudging his knee with yours. “You ok?” He nods. “Can I touch you?” He nods again eagerly. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and squeeze. “Sorry, I made you uncomfortable.”

Satan chuckled, dropping the pillow to hug you back. “It’s ok.” He peaks your forehead. “Now, with that out of the way. Shall we finish this?” He swipes up his phone to hit play. You nod, flinging your legs over him to snuggle closer. “Good, I’m dying to know how he tries to save that thing. I’m putting money on icing.”

“You know.” You break the silence once more, unable to stop yourself. “I wouldn’t be opposed to being eaten...in some ways.”

Belphegor

After your first *ahem* encounter, he doesn’t bring up the whole food thing. He is afraid that if you learned about it, it would be the last strike for you and his relationship. Perhaps it’s paranoia on his part but better safe than sorry.

In all honesty, he didn’t eat it that much anyway. Killing humans was something he did often in his youth as a demon. A stupid attempt at revenge on his part. It filled the holes in his hearts to hurt those he believed killed his sister.

But to eat their flesh? Disgusting. He tried it a few times and it turned his stomach with every mouthful. He just hated them too much to even stomach them. He’s mellowed out with time but still never got a taste for it.

When you asked it was a shock but welcomed in a way. Like he could finally get this weight off his shoulders every time he looked at you.

Mini Fic

“It’s gross.” Belphie yawns, jumping up to sit on the high garden wall. He bends down to help you up placing you gently next to himself. The wind catches you by surprise threatening to topple you back from the wall before he rights you. He tosses his sweater over you with a nod of satisfaction.

You snuggle into the fleece lining burying your nose into the fabric. It smelled of elderberries and honeysuckles. Belphie watches you curl up into his side with a fond smile. “Seriously, you all are nasty.”

“Ouch!” You push his shoulder with a grin. “I feel like I should be offended on behalf of all humans.”

Belphie snorts, looking up into the bright colors of the night sky. “Good. Be offended. You, humans, are slimy.” You squawk indignantly. “It’s true, never in all my years would I willingly ingest it.” He shudders theatrically.

“Rude.”

“Shouldn’t you be happy? Lest I eat you?” He growls playfully, taking a swipe at you. He pulls you close to kiss the pout off your face. He stops only when your face is hot and your smile threatens to pull a muscle. “I’ll keep you safe, always.” He vows resting his chin on your head.

“Do you think other demons would try to eat me?”

“Have you met my twin?” He teases. He takes your jab to his ribs with a smile. “But if one of those lesser demons even tries to breathe in your direction I’ll kill them.”

“Ok, Mister sleeps till dinner.” You joke. His vow warms your heart a little, chasing away the small bit of fear that had rested itself in your chest. You saw how some demons looked at you at R.A.D, the longing and hungry looks got to be a bit much sometimes. A few older demons would discuss it loudly when they knew you were close by. Apparently, it was a long standing tradition of demons eating humans both body and soul when a pact was concluded.

Imagine what those brothers would do to them…

You shake your head hugging Belphie closer. You had nothing but his word that he would keep you safe, yet that was enough for you. Besides, he wasn’t one to follow the rules even at the best of times.

“I’m serious. You're off limits for everyone.”

You nod into his shirt, closing your eyes to enjoy the peace of the moment. “I’ll hold you to it.”

Diavolo

It is so far from his mind that when you say something it is like a rug was taken out from under him. He could be diplomatic about it, but you deserve better than a half-truth.

He was a wild child in his youth. Sometimes he would overindulge in his father’s heritage and gorge himself on his newfound powers and privilege. He would dine with the elders and eat with abandon under their proud eyes.

He regrets it now, in your company it brings up a slurry of emotions. Sometimes when he looks at you he sees flashes of his past behavior.

The urge is stronger in him than the brothers, a constant nagging tug in his guts, but he is strong. Stronger both in willpower and sheer physical prowess than them so the pull is more of an annoyance than a burning need. He can temper the hunger in other ways if need be *wink*

He fears what you might think of him if you ever found out the truth, but however you take it he will handle it in stride. He loves you too much not to.

Mini Fic

Dinners, when Diavolo could eat alone, were a rare and special treat. The solace of just being allowed to exist without constantly checking his posture or presentation was a blessing, just him, his thoughts, and a good meal. It was nice to have no paperwork to worry about staining this time or a tedious meeting where he couldn’t savor his meal. No, no this was good. He looks down at his heavily laden plate and smiles. Well, almost… Pulling out his phone he snaps a quick picture and sends it to you with a simple question. Join me?

Private meals were wonderful, but with you, they were perfect.

You arrive faster than he expected, flushed face and clutching a stitch in your side from rushing over. He almost felt bad before he saw the eager look in your eyes. Barbatos helps you with your school bags and coat before placing another plate of food across from the young lord. He winks at the prince before disappearing back through the door.

“Thank you for the invite!” You beam taking your seat across from him. “I hope you don’t mind that I'm not dressed for the occasion. I was just wrapping up a study session with the boys.” You look down at your rumpled lounge clothes.

Diavolo waved his hand disregarding your concerns. “I would emulate you if I had the time.” He looks at his own pressed school uniform. He had another meeting this evening, much to his distaste. “You look rather comfortable.” You smile in delight before tucking into your own plate.

You eat in a comfortable silence reading the room well enough to tell that he wished for some company but not needless chitter-chatter. Barbatos arrived moments after you put your fork down and left with the plate leaving behind a delicious smelling hot drink. You couldn’t put your finger on the flavor but it tastes spicy like cinnamon and coats your throat like warm honey.

Whatever was in the drink seemed to work some magic on the prince. His shoulder droop, his back sinking into the chair as his legs stretch out till they are close to brushing against yours. He starts talking over the drink, eyes slowly lighting up with delight. You drink, nodding along with him as he builds up steam. It was nice to see him so unguarded and light. You listen to him talk about simple innocent topics. You knew how he tried to have these conversations with the others to no avail. The brother’s always tried to stay clear of him, and Lucifer simply dismissed these things most days. Barbatos and the angels were a bit better but still listened mostly to placate him.

“Ah!” Diavolo stops mid-sentence as his door opens once more Barbatos holding a small platter in his gloved hand. Dia claps his hands in delight. “I’ve been wanting to have you try this with me for forever. The human palate is so different, but I hope this is tasty.”

“What is it?” You eye the covered plate curiously.

Dia says a word in infernal. It is harsh and guttural in his throat but his delight was evident in his tone. “It is like...a roasted nut? Sorry, it is difficult to explain but it has been a favorite treat of mine since I was a boy. I hope you like it too.” He opens the lid with little ceremony and tilts the bowl to you. Inside were several golfball sized pods piled on top of each other. Even from across the table you could feel the molten heat radiating from the porous black shell. It looked...ugly. Like a hunk of dried lava. You eye it suspiciously as Diavolo picks one up with his bare hands and bits it. The shell cracks under his sharp teeth, a fang catching in a weak spot with a noise that makes you shiver. Underneath the thick casing, you could see a dark red and fleshy core. He hums in delight pulling put the meat of the seed and discard the shell pieces onto an empty plate. He makes quick work of the innards already reaching for another by the time you casually pick up a seed.

The seed itself was dense and warm to the touch. You squeeze it, noting that the porous coating felt like a mass of steel in your hand. “Dia-how do I open it?” No way you could bite it, not without breaking your jaw in the process.

“Allow me.” He takes it from you and effortlessly cracks it. “It is a tradition to break them with teeth, instead of hands or utensils. Something about a show of strength. I just find it fun.” He shrugs, handing you the broken seed.

“Fun!” You marvel at his pearly fangs. “Those are some big chompers.”

“All the better to eat you with my dear.” He chuckles.

You blink in shock, eyes widening. “Would you? Eat me?”

Diavolo’s smile drops. “No.” He lies on reflex, his political nature kicking in. “No-no wait.” He shakes his head. “I...at a time would have without hesitation.” He feels you recoil. “It was common practice back in the day. To the common demon it was a great meal and for the ruling class a show. He looks down at the broken fragments of shell on his plate. Breaking the shell was far too reminiscent of other things. He squashes the unwanted wave of memories coming up. Instead, he looks up at you.

You sit quietly mulling over his words. You haven’t run yet. “Why did you stop?”

He leans back with a loud exhale. Why did he stop? There were many reasons, none he wished to divulge into at the moment, but he had to say something. “I grew up, and began to resent and regret it.” He used to read human stories of demons and his kind. They hurt their characterizations of him and his people. Yet, they had all been scarily accurate. He wanted to prove that they weren’t stagnating beasts, slaves to their desires. Even if it wasn't a popular opinion.

“I see.” You pick up the seed again. “Thank you for telling me. You didn’t have to.”

“But I wanted to, and to apologize… such admissions must have ruined your appetite. If you wish to retire-”

“Is it weird if it didn’t?” You cut him off. You felt-not apathetic to the knowledge but close to it. It confirmed a lot of things for you and put certain things in perspective. You still felt safe with him even with this new bit of knowledge. Without a second thought, you pop the treat into your mouth. You gasp in delight. The flavor and texture were not what you were expecting, but was delicious all the same. “Can you open another for me?” You push your plate over to him.

“Of course!”

The food was as wonderful as his company.

Barbatos

You knew he cooked it. He probably knows a million different ways to prepare a human. He is also very blunt about his dabblings in the market.

He doesn’t eat it, hasn’t ever. He sees no reason to, especially since he doesn’t need to eat anyway there is no temptation. He did find the meals he created beautiful though.

Once he lived for the praises of the courts and his young lord. He was a master at all mediums he cared to work with. Time, decorum, or of the flesh.

He is 100% unashamed of his past with the dark side of the Devildom’s history. In fact, he is damn near proud of it. He is a demon and it was a part of his life, if that frightens you, well there is nothing he can do about it.

He’ll entertain your questions and will try to put any lingering worries at ease. Just don’t expect to be coddled when he does.

Mini Fic

Barbatos had very few personal pleasures in his life. His schedule simply didn’t have the space for such things. So why even bother looking for a pastime. It wasn’t until Diavolo gifted him with an old worn cookbook did he find it.

Cooking was a necessity for his prince, but with that little book, it became something he looked forward to doing. Slowly, he began to seek them out, filling his growing quarters with cookbooks and loose-leaf slips of paper. He enjoys reading them. Each book was a little time capsule into the cook's life and memories. Could a mix of spices really remind someone of the arid heat of their motherland? Or does following a certain way of aging meat really honor the writer's late grandfather’s memory? He tries them all, each recipe a little invasion to a happier time.

He wrote his fair share of cookbooks too in his day. Simple modifications to things the young lord liked to the odd machinations of his own imagination. He got good at experimenting with flavors and textures over the years, mastering certain cooking techniques and flavors just for fun. He didn’t share many of them, a lot of his recipes were just too complicated for most. Luke was allowed to look at his pastry books only. The little cherub was enamored with his techniques and wanted to learn as much as he could in the short amount of time he was in the Devildom. Admirable, but he made sure to keep some of his...less savory books away from the boy. He shudders to think what Simeon would do if he scarred the young angel.

You are the only one who has full access to his collections. Whether you liked to cook was inconsequential to him. He simply enjoyed sharing this interest with you. Some nights you would take it upon yourself to be his “sous-chef”. Which meant you sat in the corner of the kitchen and read out the ingredients and steps for a recipe he knew by heart. Sometimes you would add in extra steps in an attempt to stump it. Cute...but ultimately failed each time. So, most nights when you tagged along to the kitchens you just flip through his collection, reading his immaculate scribblings crammed into the corners of the pages or where he scratched out certain ingredients for more demon-appropriate foods and more sustainable options.

You had gone through many beautiful books before you found it. The cookbook was small and inconspicuous compared to most. Just a simple black cover with a well-worn spine. What made you take notice of it was just how dusty it was. That wasn’t like him to do. Barbatos would never let something get so dirty. You wished you never had opened it. You weren’t stupid by any means, but after reading a few pretty graphic recipes it had unsettled you. So you withdrew from Barbatos trying to forget about the book tucked away deep in the bowels of your school bag.

“You’ve been distant.” You choke, hand flying up to your chest as you swear your heart skipped a beat. Damn demon. Should put a bell on him. “What’s wrong?” His eyes are piercing, cutting away at your feeble defenses.

“Nothing…” You fiddle with your bag’s strap. Your eyes drop to the floor taking in the differences between his polished shoes and your scuffed boots.

“Of course not…” You could hear the skepticism in his voice. “I trust that if there was something wrong you would feel safe enough to confide in me.” His words hit like a ton of bricks on your shoulders. He sighs seeing that his words got no reaction. “Please?”

Wordlessly you rummage in your bag and thrust the book into his chest. “Sorry. It shook me up more than I thought it would.”

Ah. He knew this book all too well. For a time it had been his favorite, one to pull out with Diavolo had guests or a deal that needed to be sealed. He accepts the book, noting how much your hands shook. “I understand.” He slips the book into his breast pocket making a mental note to hide it in one of his lesser used rooms. “Would you like to discuss this? In my room perhaps?” You follow with a timid nod.

“Where shall we begin?” Barbatos asks the moment he closes the door to his room.

“You don’t seem perturbed.” You frown. Barbatos shrugs, pulling the book out and opening it. He had a lot of good memories stored here. Some of these were still considered signature dishes, oftentimes a visiting dignitary would lament to him about the good old days when he could show off his craft when flesh was plentiful. He takes pride in that still to this day even. For as much as he loved you, he would not be ashamed of this.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” You shake your head when he says as much. “It just confused me. Do-do you see me as food?”

“I never saw humans as food, no more than I see demons or angels as it.” He picks at an imaginary bit of lent from his pant leg. “As for seeing you as food no. No matter how sweet your lips are, or how honeyed your words can be.” He smiles, taking impish delight in your squirming. “I merely did my job as a butler for my lord.”

“Oh- sorry for not coming to you sooner.” You felt foolish now. Barbatos waves it off, pleased to have this issue put aside so quickly and cleanly. “Wait-" You gasp as his words finally sink in. “Have you prepared angels before?”

He flashes you a mischievous smile putting a single finger up to his lips. “Perhaps~ do you wish to read that too?”

[plush-rabbit]

Leviathan and Animal Crossing

Request: So like?? What do you think Levi’s animal crossing island looks like? And his dreamy villagers? 🤔🤔🥰 I think he’d like Judy cause she’s starry eyed and colorful like his Ruri-chan 😛

A/N: Im gonna answer this quick cause I love animal crossing

Leviathan is the type to have played all animal crossing games. And the newest one is no different. He loves the customization of his island- it’ll never compare to the old hacking he did for his 3DS but that’s because it holds a place in his heart. He has at least over 600 hours clocked into his switch because of customization and villager hunting along with all the other fun activities.

Was mostly likely one of the older gen players who complained how late scuba diving came into the game. He just wanted to swim and look for scallops for Pascal. He will admit, he loves the inclusion of all new sea life and was terribly disappointed when you couldn’t make displays out of them. He caught the giant clams for that sole reason. Speaking of swimming, he also sort of misses the jellyfish that would sting you if you sat alone for too long.

Along with Pascal, came pearls which are used for DIYS and the reclusive otaku could not have loved DIYS more. He thinks it’s a really neat concept that encourages longer use of the game and it even adds to the whole vibe of the island. He’ll constantly shift between his theme and having a variety of craftable items makes it possible for the place to stay fresh. However, he wishes that he didn’t have to get the same DIY in a bottle and that the drop rate would be fixed in some way to increase newer DIYs.

The characters feel a bit more empty. They don’t visit his home suddenly, they don’t invite him over and they often all share the same phrases and Diavolo forbid that you have the same type of villager there in your island because then they just all say the same thing. He wishes that dialogue were different and that they were friendly and maybe you could also hug them or do something. He’d also like for different personality types just to spice things up a bit and even different species. He’d like to see moths or sharks, even bats with one themed as fruit.

With the talk of characters, he does have his favorites. He loves Judy and will also have some sort of pink villager in order to counter the fact of Ruri-chan’s pink outfit. He’d like to gain all the dreamies and definitely has a different switch where he has the dreamies all located. In his main game, he likes just having some of his personal favorites there and his flag is either the icon of Ruri-chan or his own demonic symbol with his color added as the background.

He enjoys the events and loves the different things they have to offer but he has to admit that he misses some of the previous game “prizes”. Such as, the squid chair from the fish tourney, or the cauldron from Halloween. Unrelated to the events, he misses the different series that the game had. He’s sure that a lot of them would have added so much more depth to the game.

He absolutely loves the outfits. There is no further discussion to that. They’re cute, practical, he’s able to design all sorts of outfits? He has absolutely no complaints and might even like the game a bit better for the outfits solely. He understands why Mammon and Asmodeus loves fashion.

Overall, Leviathan loves the game. He loves the use of DIYS and getting to craft along with feeling a little sense of satisfaction when gaining a new DIY. The designs for the game are amazing- cute clothing, cute animals, the gendered bubbles taken away and replaced with their main color, and fun, new styles. However, he does miss a few of the NPCS, such as Harriette and having her do this hair, Katrina and her fortunes, Kicks having permanent residence, the island with the Kappas, and others but he still enjoys the game. It’s a nice, relaxing game where he can run around his island and push all sorts of furniture around and make new areas as well as make his own designs for certain sections of his island.

[overwhlcmed]

status : closed / ( @foxtcils​​ ) location : once again, wherever the alcohol is at bc im unoriginal LMAO

☁️ ⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ─────────────  parties were beginning to feel like setups. after spending his adolescent years wishing he had enough time to make the kind of friends who wanted him at their parties he realized he’d rather be at home. he hadn’t known that parties came with risks; the risk of running into the only love he’d ever known, the risk of leaving with a new love blooming for someone else in his chest, the risk of going home wondering why she wouldn’t look at him on the bus ride home. it’s no surprise he tried to get out of this one, lying about a shift that didn’t exist, trying to get one so he could no longer be called out for the lying, but his friends were persistent. he tried clinging to them, but harrison was quick to try and get away from trinity while levi disappeared to get closer. wandering felt dangerous, he didn’t know if eloise had come to the party and he’d heard murmurs that wren was there but didn’t want to mess up again unintentionally so he put himself to work.

becoming the unofficial-official bartender of the party was a lot more fun than he thought it was. he wasn’t completely useless, he didn’t feel out of place, and it kept his mind focusing on something so his eyes had no time to survey the clearing of the party. but when wren walked up to the makeshift bar counter he kept help but wonder if maybe she’d come looking for him. a hope he wanted to squash in case it had been wrong. “ for my sake, i hope you come in peace. ” he starts with a joke as he takes in her costume, a smile dancing on his lips as he takes in her costume before he averts his eyes to the table. needing something to do with his hands he swipes up a cup with one hand and gestures to the variety of bottles with the other. “ pick your potion, or poison. i guess both sayings are appropriate given halloween and all. ”

[alexackrman]

Here’s the JJK scroll in our living room!

Don’t mind our all-year round pumpkins & skeletons…My love & I are obsessed with Halloween 🎃 Gotta keep them spooky vibes RIGHT. 👻

When I saw you had the same design for a sticker I audibly GASPED. Go with that one!

We’re desperate for more anime merch lol. I have NO LEVI (a tragedy) & only one Gojo plushie. My stepson’s room is another story though…It’s an anime kiddo’s dream lair in there 🖤🖤🖤

Once the first piece makes it into your living room area, you’ve reached the point of no return 😭

OMG YOUR LIVING ROOM LOOKS SO COZY!!???? It’s so welcoming and warm, idk how to describe it really but I’d feel so comfy in a place like that!!

THE SCROLL IS SO MUCH BIGGER THAN I EXPECTED OMG THATS AWESOME!! I’m definitely putting the sticker on my bottle and thinking of you every time I see it now!! 🥰

i wish i could same about the spooky vibes but my own room currently is a mess with no decorations whatsoever cause we’re still trying to move out of my stepdad’s parents house (it’s just OUR house doesn’t have electricity yet 🥲) BUT AS SOON AS I HVE MY ROOM IM PUTTING ANIME STUFF EVERYWHERE JUST LIKE YOUR STEPSON’S ROOM PROBABLY!! I’ll most likely share the final look of that room later this year 👀

I think until I live alone will I be decorating my living room with anime art and whatnot cause my mom would never let me 😭😭🤣🤣

[eremiie]

im bored and need to speak my truth so here are all the mario kart characters ik the aot cast would main bc my brain is big like that idk

eren: he would want bowser but be beaten to him everytime by reiner so he would get stuck with toad. fucking loser.

sasha: she has a daisy obsession and i stand by this. she loves daisy sm and dresses up as her for halloween and shit ☹️ sasha ily sm bbg im so glad youre still alive and isayama didnt k word you!!!

levi: the ghost thing,,, his name is boo i think?? idk hes my ult in aot so im surprised i dont have much of a reasoning other than it fits his aesthetic. ok next.

reiner: bowser. very manly. big. idk. yea!

bert: okokok hear me out.... this mf LOVES mario. like, homeboy has a mario shrine and collects mario figures,,,, he may or may not have mario boxers but thats neither here nor there. but yea my man loves mario it just makes sense.

armin: koopa!!!!! he thinks he’s rly cute and may or may not have received a koopa keychain from annie as a joke for his bday and blushed sm bc she was like “you look like him. bye.” bro armin brainrot is real i love that natural blonde mf sm. grrrrrrr

mikasa: we all know she is the baddest bitch and therefore it only makes sense that she mains rosalina bc i do too and bad bitches think alike. also she exclusively uses motorcycles bc once again, bad bitch behavior.

connie: YOSHI. YEA. WILL FIGHT SOMEONE WHO TRIES TO STEAL THAT DINO FROM HIM.

hisu: as a part time hisu kinnie i can confirm this bitch LOVES baby peach bc of how cute she is ☹️☹️☹️ i love historia sm like whenever she does tricks for xp when she jumps from ramps she giggles so hard at the cute noises that baby peach makes and the gang just stares at her with the biggest heart eyes. AHHHHHHH omfg im making myself blush,, anyways.

ymir: she is the biggest simp and therefore begrudgingly (she loves it we all know it 🙄) plays w baby daisy so her and hisu can twin.

z*ke: donkey kong ..... wtf do you want me to say. 😐

hitch: pricess peach ,,,, shes a baddie like that idk

gabi and falco: they both fight over donkey kong jr bc they wanna twin w z*ke. yea. unrelated but falco is an ipad kid 100% and he usually plays doodle jump on his sticky ipad while gabi steals piecks phone and watches slime videos. y r kids are so gross bye.

annie: she wouldn’t care, or want to play in the first place but rei and bert made her so she just ends up w toadette and it makes armin jelly bc shes unintentionally twinning w eren :( if someone points it out she’ll kick them tho and then drive home lol.

hange: i dont think its an option on mario kart but let’s pretend it is okay,,, yknow the wizard one ???? thats super hard to beat ???? and they throw magic at you????? yea they play with that one and you can’t convince me otherwise.

jean: MF GETS STUCK W WALUIGI EVERY TIME AND USUALLY TRIES TO FIGHT EREN FOR TOAD BC THEY BOTH LOST TO REINER FOR BOWSER BAHAHAH ,,, jean bby im sorry :(((( ure soooooo sexy tho ahahah call me 😁😁😁‼️

pieck; birdo 🧍🏻‍♀️i love her sm but like ... pieck baby .... really ??? this is who we are ??? anyways. this makes a lot of sense to me im not sure why.

porco: he plays w dry bowser purely bc it sorta resembles his titan form :((( pls this man has me whipped (also we are pretending they had access to nintendo products in 830 or whatever year the series takes place ig ,,, uh ok zoey anyways)

erwin: man’s doesnt understand what “a mario kart” is but he tries to play w everyone nonetheless and usually ends up w the default mii character .... i also headcannon that he always drives backwards on accident... yea....

thats it. im sleepy. its 4:23 am so gn ig lol.

also i am not spellchecking this so you may need to clown me.

UMMM WHY IS THIS SO ACCURATE AND SO TRUE????

ZOEY YOUR BRAIN.. I LITERALLY WAS LIKE “yup mhm” AT EVERY SINGLE ONE WHEN I READ THIS EARLIER SOJSOSMSK

[millionsknives]

2021 bryn halloween options vote now on your phones (and everyone voted so hard that the palace caught on fire and burned down)

1. no-face:

pros: i wanna be no-face so bad lmao i’ve wanted it for years but had to put off this costume for various reasons but this year could be my chance

cons: ??? none really

budget: $ - $$$ depending on the quality of my mask and if i wanna make stilts

time: anywhere from a few days to two weeks

2. L deathnote:

pros: childhood dream come true i’ve wanted to cosplay L since i was 15

cons: i’d have to grow out my hair, i dont wanna walk around barefoot, i wouldnt get to do any costume-making because this is literally the most zero-effort character costume of all time

budget: 0

time: also 0

3. black-haired howl:

pros: i have The Vibe (tee em) and all the necessary costume pieces

cons: see above complaints abt zero-effort costumes, also if im gonna cosplay howl i might as well go the whole nine yards and do the iconic jacket + blonde hair look.

budget: the price of one (1) wig unless i wanna grow out my hair

time: 0

4. levi

pros: i have the haircut 👀👀👀

cons: CRINGE ASS WEEB (also i am not nearly pretty enough)

budget: $$$$$$$$ (i could cut the budget if i steal ye olde mid-2010s odm gear from my brother but he is 6′3″ and i am 5′6″ so you can see there would be a problem here)

time: ∞

[wheelsupinhotch]

cardigan -- Aaron Hotchner x Reader (Folklore inspired series)

Summary - Once moving out of yours and Aarons family home, you find an all too familiar item of clothing with dozens of memories locked away inside.

Request - None! Part of folklore inspired series x Aaron hotchner. I tried to base this around the Betty,James and Inez love triangle. The ending was kind of rushed so sorry if its bad! :)

Warnings - Slight angst, fluff, swearing, reader goes by they/them (Jack does refer to the reader as ‘mom’ at the end of the story) she/her he/him etc.. pronouns! ( note - I haven’t had chance to proof read this yet so if I slipped up anywhere please don't hesitate to let me know!).

Word count - 3848

Pairing - Aaron Hotchner x Reader

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Requests are currently open but expect a slight delay in writing them as I am working on this series currently! :)

NOTE - I haven’t spell checked this so sorry for any errors! This is a long one!

‘Vintage tee, brand new phone. High Heels on cobblestones, When you are young they assume you know nothing’.

The day was finally here. After five years of you and Aaron building your house. You home together, it was time to move on to a new chapter in your life. So here you are opening those dull brown boxes putting every piece of you remaining in the house inside. Clearing through your bedroom, under yours and Aarons shared bed you come across a box you hadn’t seen in a long time. Scrawled on top in black marker ink, it read ‘CLASS OF 87’. Smiling to yourself you open the box of memories that had once been closed away for a long time in your mind. Behind you could here Aaron scattering around the with the removal team as you turned back and lifted the chronicle of teenage dreams. Flicking through each dust coated page, cuckling as there yours and Aarons yearbook pictures stared back at you. Continuing to sort through this box of memories, finding graduation scrawls and polaroids of long lost childhood friends. Piles of vintage tees and worn out heels.  At the bottom of the box there sat an all too familiar white cotton article. Delicately pulling the antique of teenage romance, lifting the cardigan you religiously wore every day in your junior year. Almost in awe of yourself as you held the cardigan, every lost memory began to open like a fairytale book. Remembering every laughter, every cry and every experience in the cardigan. It was in that moment that every fond memory you had in that cardigan came to life once again, etching the scenes into your mind like a movie screen.

‘Sequin smile, black lipstick. Sensual politics. When you are young they assume you know nothing’.

The heavy bass of the music echoed throughout the house of the current halloween party you found yourself at. Settling into a high school was never easy, especially at seventeen years old. So here you are with your newly found friend Inez dragging you through the heavy crowds of the heavily overrated gathering you were at.  Feeling heavily uncomfortable in the situation you found yourself in, you merged towards the kitchen standing against the counter slowing sipping away at whatever was in the bowl of punch. ‘Y/N come on” Inez whined as she saw my displeased taste in the party. ‘Inez, you go and mingle, I just don't feel comfortable and you just-’. Cutting me off almost in an instant she replies ‘Y/N, you’re new here this is a perfect opportunity to get to know everyone’ she emphasises. Sighing protestingly, ‘Okay fine, just give me a moment’. Slightly squealing, she walks away smiling at you as she gets lost amongst the crowds.

Standing there now alone, you swirl around the contents of your drink pondering on what to do. It wasn’t until that monet in the corner of your eye, there stood a guy. Dark black hair and an almost intimidating posture about him. A small smirk carved his way up his face as he glanced over at you. Quickly pushing the encounter to once side, you hear heavy footsteps and there stood next to you was the mysterious guy you found yourself staring at before. Smiling up at him you break into the conversation and say ‘Hi’ with an almost nervous undertone to your speech. ‘Hi, im Aaron- Aaron Hotchner.’ he introduces himself with a small smile, returning the same expression I say ‘Y/N L/N, lovely to meet you’. Slitchy etching forwards to you he says ‘Well Y/N thats a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. A small blush creeps over your face as you playfully roll your eyes ‘Wow Aaron, the classic cheesy compliment, a great way to greet a girl’ you joke. Small chuckles erupt between the two of you as he says ‘Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. So Y/n are you new around here, I haven’t seen you around before’. Almost instantly you respond ‘Yeah, my parents relocated because of their job and my friend Inez dragged me here but as you’ve probably already figured out, parties aren’t really my think’. A grin formed across his face as he said ‘Well as much as you may hate parties, what do you say you come and dance with me’. Instantly shooting him a look of no, he intrudes and says ‘Come on Y/N just one dance’ begging for you to come along with him, you reluctantly agree ‘Fine but only one Aaron’. Smiling at his ability to break through into you ‘Sure whatever you say Y/N L/N’

‘But I knew you, Dancing in your levi’s, Drunk under a streetlight’

Soon one dance at the party with Aaron, turned into multiple dances. Multiple dances turned into multiple drinks, and after preivously giving Inez the ‘Okay’ nod to go home, here you found yourself drunkenly walking home, intoxicated with your arms wrapped around his waist. Giggling between yourselves as you tried to navigate your way home, you felt Aarons embrace quickly detach yours as he made his way in front of you, loudly echoing the lyrics of the last song you danced too. Briefly and abruptly stopping he exclaims ‘Come on Y/N, dance with me’. Not having the energy to protest any longer, you comply and found yourself dancing around in the middle of the night, never wanting this moment in time to end.

‘I knew you. Hand under my sweatshirt, baby kiss it better /And when I felt like I was an old cardigan, under someone's bed you put me on and said I was your favorite’

After a long time of navigating your way home, you found yourself and Aaron at your doorstep with the dimly lit front porch lights reflecting on your faces. ‘Well this is me’ you announce, slightly smiling at Aaron as you edged your way forward towards him once more. ‘This is you’ he replied just below a whisper, so much so that his sentence was barley coherent. About to break the silence, you felt Aarons lips connected to yours, unexpectedly you felt yourself falling into the kiss like a scene from a movie. The Kiss deepening as you stood there in his embrace as his hand etched his way up your back. Soon after you break away from the ‘perfect’ kiss and stood in front of each other smiling. ‘I'll see you Monday Y/N’ he said as he backed away from your porch, ‘Yeah’ you reply not being able to form a sentence from the event that just occured. After Aaron had left, you scrambled around in your coat pockets finding your house keys when your hand stumbled upon an unfamiliar crumpled piece of paper. There was a number etched in poor handwriting with the name ‘Aaron :)’ on top it. Smiling to yourself you made your way back into your home, unable to fill your mind with anything else but the events from that night.

‘A friend to all is a friend to none, chase two girls lose the one. When you are young they assume you know nothing.’

Not long after the events of the Halloween party and yours and Aaron's building romance. You began to hang out with each other almost every chance you got. He would pick you up for school every morning, searching for you in break and lunch, taking you out on spontaneous dates to the movies. The two of you became inseparable. The reputation of yours and Aaron’s relationship became known across the school quickly, seen as the Bonnie and Clyde of the school halls. Never seen without each other most times. Your friend group began to grow soon after  you guys became official. Although you adored being settled into the highschool with the ‘perfect’ boyfriend and friend group, you couldn't help but feel isolated, lost with it all.

So here you are on your bed studying with Aaron sat across from you. His head heavily engrossed by what was on the pages. You on the other hand, couldn't concentrate. Consumed by these thoughts of isolation, you sighed heavily pushing the book away from you as you sat on your bed and pondered away. Aaron urgently noticing the change in your body language, he broke the comfortable silence by saying ‘What’s wrong babe, do you not get it?’. He questioned quizzically, presuming your reaction was from your school work. ‘No, no it's nothing babe honestly’ you replied immediately after. ‘Y/N, come on tell me, we never keep things from each other’ he said pushing away his own books to the side and bringing himself towards you. Your eyes meeting his heavy gaze, you sighed as you prepared yourself to pour of your feeling for the first time with Aaron. ‘It's just, this, Us I-’ you began, making Aaron panic as he thought you were about to breakup with him, virtues that feeling towards you through its eyes’ ‘NO! It's not that it's just- Everything between us happened all so quickly and here we are with this huge friendship group and heavily known relationship does it not- Does it not just get overwhelming sometimes’ you ramble on. Aaron quickly cutting you off says’ I understand Y/N I do, but nothing about this is ever going to change the way I see you. You’re everything I could have ever wanted so please do not be consumed with this thoughts babe. I love you’

I love you. The three words that head yet to be spoken between the two of you. Aaron proceeding to apologise for saying those words so fast, you cut him off with an abrupt kiss and break apart almost immediately announcing ‘I love you too’. A comfortable almost welcoming silence echoes around the two of you as you sit there with big smiles on your faces wrapped in each other's embrace. You thought nothing could get more perfect that this moment, but oh how you were so wrong.  

It began with harmless doubts that flooded you mind from time to time. Him arriving late to pick you up for a date or forgetting to call you some nights. You merely dismissed them mainly wanting to keep yourself in a false sense of security by not admitting what deep down you knew was true. Or how Inez would bring up the gossip-girl rumours mentioned in the changing room that Aaron had been seen with another girl. But you were foolish, far too young and naive to realise what was truly going on. Except deep down you knew just apart of you was not willing to accept it and it wasn’t until that dreaded day. You knew. You realised.

Leaving gym class mid way through to go and use the bathroom and there they both were. Aaron and Haley. Haley. A godsent from above, the prettiest girl in school. The girl everyone admired and envied. There they both were, arms wrapped around each other, fitting like the last wto pieces in a jigsaw puzzle. You were numb. You had never felt so exposed and so stupid at the same time. Your brain struggling to register what was happening didn’t give you much time to react. Oh but when you did react, you crumbled. Scatters and shards of your heart spilt everywhere and you let out an all too painwrecking sob, that bounced off the empty corridors of the haunting school halls. The broken deafening silence. It was at this moment in time, Aaron looked over and saw you. A face filled with instant regret. You found yourself running away from him as fast as you could, your mind so cloudy that you managed to block out the cries of your name from Aaron behind you. That gut wrenching feeling was a piece of pain that stuck with you forever. ‘How could I have been so foolish?’ you think to yourself as you reminisce on the once picture perfect relationship you and Aaron had.

‘But I knew you, playing hide and seek and giving me your weekends’

That pivotal moment in yours and Aarons once treasured relationship became the epitome of pain in your life for the weeks and months that followed. You had inexplicably came to the conclusion you and Aaron were no more. You had not spoken since that day, but the rumours spread like wildfire as always. You were no longer perceived as ‘Aaron Hotchner's girlfriend’. Lover. Now you were just the girl everyone pitied and empathised with as you search for healing to your pain. However, it was hard to move on when Aaron was doing everything in his power to make it up to you. It was game of cat and mouse. He would show up to your house with flowers and beg for forgiveness, or ‘accidentally’ bump into you at your favourite cafe in town. Aaron spent most of his spare time, searching for you because after all this time he realized that you were all he needed all along.

Although you forever longed for Aaron back into your life, you were still deeply hurt. Almost like forgiveness was gold dust to find within yourself. So here you found yourself alone once again, preparing for the most dreaded night of the year. Prom.

You always longed for the idea of a fairytale fantasy experience but everything had been crushed since Aaron left, with Inez practically begging you to go with her instead. You were terrified. You were overwhelmed with thoughts of ‘what if?’ the build up to the entire day and you would be lying if you didn’t admit you hoped Aaron would show up on your doorstep begging for you to be his date. But he didn’t. Apart of you blame yourself for what happened. Maybe you were too clingy or too distant. These overwhelming anxious feelings clouded your mind more often than ever. However, you began to search for a part within yourself that was going to make it through the night strongly. You just had not found that part of yourself yet.

‘I knew you, your heartbeat on the highline once in twenty lifetimes. And when I felt like i was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favourite’.

Hours had passed by and here you found yourself sitting alone on the outskirts of the heavily decorated gym, consumed with loud bass in your ears and the swirling of whatever drink you found on the table. You felt isolated, you wanted to go home. But still, you knew you couldn't leave Inez and opted for the ‘lonely’ role of the evening. Across, the gym you felt his eyes on you. Those all too familiar coffee warm eyes that once felt like home. You almost felt as if you were on a podium in front of him, his stares right at you showcasing a message of ‘I miss you’ and ‘I'm sorry’ in one of the most discreet ways possible. You knew all you wanted was to have him back in your arms but then you looked over and realised he was still in the arms of another. Haley. You’d never once spoken to her officially, just mere whispers of ‘excuse me’ every now and again. You felt like his toy. Chasing after both of you at the same time, you knew he didn’t know himself what he wanted but all you wanted was to be in the arms of the one you truly loved. Your soulmate.

It wasn’t until the familiar melody of your favourite song became echoed across the gym that Aaron immediately searched for your gaze. You saw as he almost had to restrain himself from walking over and taking your hand in his for the dance but insead watched how he sighed and felt defeated. At this moment you knew memories were flooding back to you both. How you would play the record on repeat in your bedroom while Aaron was amazed at how much admiration he had for you. You were his muse. Or how you spend nights driving around town and dancing in the night making memories you wanted to keep for a lifetime. So when one of Inez’s friends came over and asked you for a dance to the song. You felt a sense of betrayal against Aaron hin yourself. But you were so hurt you gave in, and danced away the pain once more longing for the day that things would feel right again. Complete. However, the corner of your eye was distracted and pulled towards Aarons figure as he watched you dance. Watching the anger and rage build up inside of him as he quickly left the crowd with himself. You sighed and plastered that all too familiar fake smile, wishing the hurt would go away just once more.

‘To kiss in cars and downtown bars was all we needed. You drew stars around my scars but now I’m bleeding’

You stumbled on home dragging the ragged prom dress through the damp, dimly lit streets of your town. A night you hoped would have been magical with the one you left but instead you stood on your porch without Aaron by your side. You looked at the frayed wood on the posts of your porch reminiscing on every moment you had with Aaron. The way he would drive you home after one of your pointless date nights. How he would kiss you with such passion and love, if was almost as if the world stopped whenever the two of you were around. Or how he would make you dance in the middle of the night under the streetlights on the way home. Letting out an exhausted sigh, you traced your fingers against the damp wood longing for him to show up. To just be with Aaron once more.

‘Cause I knew you stepping on the last train, marked me like a bloodstain’

It had been almost a year since you and Aaron split and you were getting ready to graduate. You having the responsibility to host this years graduation party was all you could think about. Until you saw him. Aaron. You hadn’t expected to see him around anymore since he left town for a placement opportunity in New York. You told yourself you’d gotten over him, figured he would have moved on after all this time. But still when his eyes met your gaze sparks flew in the air reconnecting the long lost love for so much time past.

‘I knew you, tried to change the ending, Peter losing Wendy. I knew you leaving like a father running like water I, When you are young they assume you know nothing

Thinking Aaron wouldn’t approach you after all this time, you moved on past. Acting as if he were never there. Thinking you could forget about the counter, you turned around when you heard calls of your name. ‘Y/N is that you?’ Aaron exclaimed. Hestistanly you respond ‘Aaron? How have you been’ trying to be open when deep down every memory of the two of you together. ‘G-good yeah good’. Feeling the all too familiar anxiety build in the pit of your stomach. ‘Yeah w-well, you know I should get going, I’ve got thing to do and-’. Aaron cut you off with a ‘Yeah, no go ahead, I’ll uhh see you around’. Not wanting to be apart of the awkwardness much longer your flashed a small smile and turned on your heel. All the memories once forgotten of yours and Aarons past, came flooding back into your mind, staining every image of you and him together in your mind.

‘But I knew you’d linger like a tattooed kiss, I knew you’d haunt all of my what ifs, The smell of smoke would hang around this long because I knew everything when I was young’

The whole afternoon that followed after your encounter with Aaron, your mind was clouded. So here you sat on your porch once again waiting for your party to start. ‘I wonder if he will show up’ you question yourself as you looked out the sunset. You had always convinced yourself that you had move on from Aaron, but now once again he was all you could think about.

‘I knew I’d curse you for the longest time, chasing shadows in the grocery line. I knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired and you’d be standing in my front porch light. And I knew you’d come back to me, you’d come back.’

The graduation party was going well. Your house crowded with alcohol, dancing and the loud bass of music. As you sat on your porch with your friends celebrating your final year in high school. There he was. A man you once thought would be your forever. A man you thought could never forgive. But in the flesh was the man you’d been longing to come and find you for the longest time. STanding on your porch, his eyes locked yours in instant. It was almost as if those two missing pieces of the jigsaw puzzle found each other and everything felt finally. Complete.

‘Hey’ you announce almost above a whisper. Watching a grin grow on his face as he saw you approach him ‘Hey look I-’. You cut off what you presumed would be his long heartfelt apology with a passionate loving kiss. The same kiss you shared in the exact same spot all those years ago with the same thrill and butterflies that built in your stomach.  

‘And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed. You’d put me on and said I was your favourite.’

‘Hey, the vans almost loaded. Are you ready to go?’ Aaron asked breaking you out of your daydream. You looked over at your husband in the bedroom door frame as you smiled and said ‘Yeah, just packing up these last few things’. He let out a light chuckle as he looked down at the box in your hands, recognising what it was before he could speak anymore. ‘That cardigan huh, you wore that everywhere we went’. Smiling up at him reaching out for his hand to pull you up offering a smile in response to his statement. As you once again packed your beloved cardigan into the box alongside the souvenirs of your teenage years, in the corner of your eye you saw Aaron staring at you. ‘What are you staring at?’ you questioned lightly, smiling in confusion. Stepping close to you he pulled you in for a kiss, which quickly followed with an ‘I love you’. Looking up at your husband, the man who you were completely besotted with ‘I love you too’ you smile. Your loving moment was broken when you heard moans of ‘Daddy, Mommy. Come onnn’. Sharing giggles between yourself, Aaron interlaced your fingers with his and said ‘You ready?’. ‘Yeah’ you responded lightly walking towards your son ready to start a new chapter in your life. Keeping all of yours and Aarons past memories locked away once more.

[obeymeoof]

I'd like to request Headcanons, MC really misses the human world and every little thing reminds them of the human world so the brothers (separately) take them there for 24hrs to do some human activities maybe a little picnic in a park, or just being around other humans, walking in the streets and stuff like that. I think it would be very cute ^^

It WOULD be very cute ❤️ uwu

*heads up: Im not quite sure but I swear that i read somewhere that only Lucifer and diavolo can open the doors between realms but forgive me if i'm wrong and please let me know if i'm wrong :p*

Lucifer

If you wanted to make a visit to the human world you could have just asked. He can pass freely through the realms as he pleases.

Realizes he's busy pretty much all of the time but if you really want to go he will make time for his dear human.

He’ll take an entire day off and spend it hanging out with you and going wherever you want to.

Will take you to your hometown and ask you to show him your favorite places and to tell him about your childhood.

It's actually a very peaceful day out...until you get back to the house of lamentation that is

Mammon

It was obvious, even to him, that you hadn’t been your normal self recently. He saw that sad, longing look in your eye when you talked about your life in the human world.

This boy's heart aches seeing you like this.

Will buy you some items in the stores from the human world. And by buy i mean steal but you don't have to know that.

He’ll take you on a normal human-like date where you watch human movies together and then he’ll take you to the park and tell you to just pretend like the other demons are just humans at halloween time.

Will sneak you to the human world on the off chance that lucifer take him there

Levi

Levi is aware that you miss the human world but has no idea what to do about it.

Invites you to raids,gives you some manga to try and even offers to let you hold one of his ruri-chan plushies! Nothing seems to be working

Desperate times call for desperate measures. So he pulls an all nighter looking through all his romance mangas to figure out just what you want.

He finds his inspiration in a really lovey dovey book where a guy takes his lover a basket full of handmade food and takes them out for a picnic on the beach at sunset.

Spends the remainder of the day making food and preparations.

When it’s finally time he’ll be too excited to be nervous and all but pushes you out the door to go to the beach.

Has a blanket set out in the sand with the various food spread out on it. Also set up a blanket projector with a sunset on it since the devildom doesn't really have a sun.

Its not exactly like what you remember but it's touching nonetheless.

Satan

By now, Satan knew you very well but this wasn't a side of you he had seen since your stay in the devildom.

After very little deducing and “detective work” it became evident that you were homesick.

He’ll gather all books he has that were written by humans and about humans and offer to read them to you while he holds you.

Will also gather any and all human movies he can find even if he has to go buy some from the devildom stores and binge watch them with you to try to make you feel more at home

Asmo

Asmo catches on immediately

He can pick up on all kinds of desire, not just sexual.

Convinces Lucifer to take you and him to the human world while he's doing business up there so that you guys can do human things together.

immediately makes a spa appointment and makes you go whether you want to or not. Stress causes wrinkles and he is NOT about to let his precious MC get wrinkles.

Takes you various clothing stores and buys you whatever clothes you want but is definitely going to have you model ALL of them before you get them.

Makes sure you have fun and that you have a smile on your beautiful face when it's time to leave.

Honestly you'll probably be exhausted by the end of it

Beel

Beel is very empathetic and it crushes him to see you missing your family and home. In some way he can totally understand.

If you’re reluctant about admitting you miss it, Beel will somehow subtly coerce it out of and get you to tell him about your favorite parts of the human world that you miss

When you mention something about missing certain foods, he will be all over that. This boy knows how to cook and he's going to use that talent to help you.

Spends a lot of time figuring out how to make your favorite human foods and works on it until he gets it perfect.

Has an entire feast of your favorite foods and more.

“I know it's not a lot but I hope it's ok for now” Beel please, there's not even any room left on the table.

Belphie

When Belphie realizes you're feeling homesick he feels sad for you. He really does understand.

After being a prisoner in his own home and being forced to stay away from his family, he gets it.

He’ll ask you what he can do to make it better because hes really not sure of what to do other than taking you home. And he was not about to ask lucifer for help

Ends up doing what he does best...laying in the bed. Though this time he’ll pull you down with him and talk about the human world with you, even though its hard for him to do

He’ll listen to your stories and tell you some of his own from when he used to visit the human world

Won’t fully admit it but he's incredibly interested in how the world had changed since he was last there.

It ends up being quite therapeutic for both of you

So these didnt really come out how I wanted exactly but I hope theyre enjoyable none the less <3

4/21

[janthonyashtoreth]

Hello I'm not feeling well so I'll post more tomorrow (including your fanarts of Halloween because I NEED them on my blog, yes it's vital) but I didn't finish writing so: basically Anthony decorated his shop a lot, he put fake spooky plants next to the real ones, had a bowl of candies on his desk and all. He wasn't dressed in anything particularly, just had a cute golden pointy hat with some gold eyeshadow. + Levi is hangging around is enough spooky anyway.

Azra comes in, dressed as a pumpkin and Anthony coo at how adorable it is, Azra blushes and thank him. Anthony offers him a candy, almost making his bowl fall in the hurry and oh? A cherry candy, Azra smiles and puts it in his mouth before his eyes go wild and he puts his hand in front of his mouth and Anthony PANICS LIKE WHAT KS HAPPENING?!! Azra chuckles. Turns out the cherry got stuck on his tongue piercing. Anthony goes red and Azra takes a brave step towards him…

“Cherry kiss?” he proposes. Anthony takes a moment to process, he knows about the knot thingy but what the heck was that? So Azra open his mouth and taps on his lower lips, focusing on the cherry on his tongue. So, he has the stem in his, just needs Anthony to lean on and take a bite off the cherry… He gets it. And he does it, gently to not accidentally pull on Azra piercing. It’s sweet and when Anthony tilts his head back, they’re both as red as his hair and laugh a little while

Azra chew the rest of the candy with a satisfied smile. That’s it bye

mnasdjkfhlkas df lsdkf op im crying,, ,, ,, i just wanna talk,,,,,,,,,,,,

[maraczeks]

all the c questions for the autumn ask? 🍂🧡

camping - do you like s’mores: uh yeAH who doesn’t?? they remind me of vacation bible camp :’’)

cardigans - favorite autumn colors: all i Love autumn or the idea of autumn it’s literally ninety degrees today so. take me away

crow - what’s an unpopular opinion you have on autumn: i don’t think i have any but i have some complaints like why is oct and nov the heaviest school work days with like no breaks it ruins fall and also it’s too dry where i am >:( and i get sick like every spring and fall grrr

creature comforts - cats or dogs (or other): CATCATCATCATCATCATCATCATCATCATCATCAT fun fact pst is pacific standard time but its also me calling my cat another fun fact my friend and i have been naming our future cats and i thought we had 17 we do not we have 22

comfy - plaid shirts or denim jackets: i waNT A DENIM JACKET LIKE THE WORKMAN KIND FROM LEVIS WITH THE COZY LINING THING BUT THEY’RE SO EXPENSIVE SO I WAS GONNA THRIFT THEM BUT UM YEAH HAVENT SHOPPED FOR A WHILE so plaid shirts specifically my grey one from costco :D

costume - do you like to dress up for halloween? do you have a go to costume: no i never know what to dress up as plus like i said before school kinda takes over -_- so i dont have time to make a costume but i do have a dress that kinda has wednesday addams energy so i guess if i had to dress up ill just wear that

cold hands - are you single or in a relationship: very single. fiona maclaren before tommy arrived. amalia balash before she saw the ad. 

cozy - describe your ideal fall day: ooh ideal right let’s go to the northeast like boston or nyc yeah and then get a vanilla latte go browse around like an old neighboorhood where the bookstore has its own ghost and im already running out of ideas im realizing now i have no clue what people with seasons do in the fall uhm i would just spend a lot of time outside and then at night do hot cocoa and watch a comfort movie or tv show oH and i would curate a fall vibes playlist obviously

[crapitskizaru]

Okay im well rested from work now, so first i wanna ask are there any songs you associate with any OP character? Im looking for new music to listen to

Warning: fucc yES + these are the songs i associate the characters with but i can also see them listening to all those types of music as well ;)

The Red Spawn of Satan

🤬 literally all of the KISS songs (esp Psycho Circus, Shout it Out Loud, Black Diamond, God of Thunder)

🤬 Poison - Alice Cooper

🤬 Shout At The Devil, Smokin’ In The Boys Room -  Mötley Crüe

🤬 Dream Warriors - Dokken

🤬 Superstar - Jamelia

🤬 Heaven, What Ifs - Kane Brown

🤬 Play It Again - Luke Bryan

🤬 Make You Miss Me - Sam Hunt

🤬 Boyz with Fun - BTS

👑 Motherfucker of the Year -  Mötley Crüe

Trafalgar the Fucking Law

👽 Halloween - Helloween

👽 Scarecrow - Beck

👽 tRuTh - Zayn

👽 Do you love me? - KISS

👽 Awake - BTS

👽 I’m a Mess - Bebe Rexha

👽 I Won’t Say (I’m in Love) - from Hercules

👽 Calling Dr. Love - KISS

👑 No Tears Left to Cry - Ariana Grande

The Marimo

🦗 I’m So Sorry, Natural - Imagine Dragons

🦗 Jealousy - Monsta X

🦗 Not Today - BTS

🦗 Courtesy Call - Thousand Foot Krutch

Sanji

🐳 Heaven Is a Place on Earth - Belinda Carlisle

🐳 Higher - Taio Cruz

🐳 Hey Angel, If I Could Fly - One Direction

🐳 Englishman in New York - Sting

👑 No Matter What - Papa Roach

Nami

🦄 I Like It - Cardi B

🦄 Evacuate the Dancefloor - Cascada

🦄 Turn Up the Music - Chris Brown

🦄 Only Girl (In the World) - Rihanna

🦄 Naturally - Selena Gomez

🦄 WTF - HUGEL ft. Amber van Day

🦄 U + Ur Hand - P!nk

👑 Speechless - Naomi Scott

Dino Drake

🦖 Breakfast at Tiffany’s - Deep Blue Something

🦖 Lady in Black - Uriah Heep

🦖 Hungry Eyes - Eric Carmen

🦖 Runaway - Ed Sheeran

🦖 Writings on the Wall - Sam Smith

🦖 Whatta Man - I.O.I

🦖 Rewrite the Stars - Zac Efron/Zendaya

🦖 Take Your Time - Sam Hunt

🦖 I See the Light - Zachary Levi/Mandy Moore

🦖 Can You Feel the Love Tonight? - Elton John

👑 I Want to Know What Love Is - Foreigner i swear to god, i had to delete this song from my library cuz i cried so hard every time i listened to it

Doffy

🌷 Drive You Crazy, Fun - Pitbull

🌷 WHO DO U LOVE? - Monsta X

🌷 Thrift Shop - Macklemore

🌷 Turn Me On - David Guetta

👑 I Want You - KISS

Acey!

🌞 Pyromania - Cascada

🌞 Ever Fallen in Love - Pete Yorn

🌞 fOoL fOr YoU - Zayn

🌞 Halo - Beyonce

🌞 Hangover, Dynamite - Taio Cruz

🌞 The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy

👑 Oxygen - Jackson Wang

👑 Never Enough - Loren Allred

Robin

🐬 Dark Horse - Katy Perry

🐬 Diamonds, Disturbia - Rihanna

🐬 Feedback - Janet

Hancock

🌟 Disturbia - Rihanna

🌟 The Edge of Glory - Lady Gaga

🌟 Empire - Shakira

🌟 I Don’t Need a Man - miss A

Mochi Mochi

🌮 I Need a Hero - Bonnie Tyler

🌮 Jolene - Dolly Parton

🌮 Monster - Lady Gaga

🌮 A Whole New World - from Aladdin

👑 This is Me - Keala Settle

[lavenderdaisyhoney]

I hope you're doing well 🥰

peach - what i like most about your blog

vanilla - what i like most about you

lilac - why / how i started following you

orange - my opinion of you now and our status

Morgan ♥️

peach: what I like most about your blog

I really like your Halloween theme rn 🥺 so cute.

Vanilla: what I like most about you

I like your ability to draw people in with your content or convos. Anytime I see you on my dash, it’s you interacting with people and it just makes me so happy to witness a beautiful thang. Also, your kindness pls.

Lilac: why/how I started following you

So Initially I had been seeing your url quite a lot on my dash and I got mad curious one day, hopped over to your blog and decided to check out some of your works. I clicked your aot masterlist and saw you had a W H O L E section for my captain, Levi. I think I spent a whole night just reading some and I was LEVITATING. SCREAMING WITHOUT THE S. HAHAHAH PLS IM SORRY I HAVE ISSUES. I guess it’s safe to say that you’re a phenomenal writer ♥️

Orange: my opinion of you now and our status

My opinion now is that we are BESTIES and you’re stuck with me 😤 I think we vibe pretty well amd have similar energies. Let’s give an honourable mention to the fact that we same age and same personality types. If that’s not fate idk what is. Status is as said above. B E S T I E S ♥️

[fluffymusketeer]

Get to know me

I was tagged by @im-eren-jaeger-sexual, @shinjekinootp, and @omglevixeren, thanks guys!xx Rules: Tag 10 followers you’d like to get to know better

Name: Danni

Gender: Female

Star sign: Virgo

Height: 5′0 -- yep I’m a shortie

Sexuality: Pan

What image do you have as wallpaper: I have the work-out official art of Levi, Eren, and Mikasa. Because abs.

Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?: Um... I don’t think so? Remarkable really, since I work in an academic environment.

Where do you see yourself in 10 years?: Idk... I might have some love handles or something I guess?

If you could be anywhere else right now, where?: Sri Lanka, I am half Sri Lankan so I spend a lot of time over there. That, or trekking the Inca Trail.

What was your coolest Halloween costume?: I... have never dressed up for Halloween. *hides*

What’s your favorite 90s show?: Ooooh. Probably Sabrina the Teenage Witch.

Who was your last kiss?: My partner. He was playing Gran Turismo very intensively and got a bit pissed off with me, tbh. The joys of cohabitation.

Have you ever been stood up?: No.

Have you ever been to Las Vegas?: No.

Favorite pair of shoes: Uh... ones without holes in them? (I am the least fashion conscious person ever)

Favorite fruit: Bananas

Favorite book: Like, ever? I guess, for beauty of writing, I will go with Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. For ideas I will go with Myth Today by Roland Barthes.

Stupidest thing you’ve ever done: Oh man. I have done a few mountain marathons in my time. That was fucking stupid. Don’t recommend. (Two words: trench latrines)

Literally everyone on my timeline has been tagged in this I swear so, like, if you haven’t done it already consider yourself tagged by me and have at it XD