#i hope you're getting all sorts of love and treats and things that make ya feel good!

[potionpeddlerpatchy]

HELLO I AM HERE TO DROP YOU SOME LOVE AS YPH ALWAYS DO FOR ME. I hope you’re having a great weekend! 💖💖💖 thank you for being so sweet and loving!

Marquie!! My goodness what a surprise and treat this is! This was very much needed as my weekend has been.... interested to start. But your sweetness has certainly made it better so thank you 💛💛💛

[mangostarjam]

fuji!! hope you've been doing ok lately :)) make sure to give yourself breaks when needed! treat urself with kindness and grace pls, remember you deserve it even when you think you don't <33

i came by to share my most recent 3am smutty brain rot hehe ;)))

key word: tenting. i'd imagine the kaiju suits have some sort of compressive technology to combat this issue, but yknow what probably doesn't?

(answer: vice captain's hoshina's sweatpants. its something you take unfortunate --or fortunate lmao-- notice of during one of ur training sessions when he decides to shed that half-jumper of his. WHICH BTW!! i fully believe he cut the bottom half off bc he likes taking it off when training, but cant be bothered to remove the whole thing LOL)

pre-relationship!hoshina is watching shortie!reader train and give guidance to the recruits and yknow, watching you fight gets him going and really, he didn't mean to pop one then and there but could anyone blame him when you look absolutely stunning beating the sht outa the recruits?? (i'm 5'1". this is self-indulgence hehe)

okieee love u stay hydrated, make sure to at least eat snackies if not meals, byee <33

- 🧸

hiiiiii friend thank you for thinking of me!! i am trying to take care of myself and thankfully august is almost over so i should be better soon!

i'm ngl this did make me wonder about their suits and uniforms HAHA but i am very pro self indulgence with writing!! gray sweatpants and tenting can absolutely be the death of me and while the uniform pants aren't the same thing, they're close enough imo!! or maybe i just think soshiro's hot in anything (also true let's be real)

this is like 900ish words and not smutty (sorry) but i did have fun thinking about a shortie!reader kicking ass!! love u teddy bear anon thank you for dropping by and i hope you still like this!

You're having the time of your life.

A strange thought to have, maybe, while you're busy dodging strikes and dipping and twirling around your opponents. Being much smaller than most members of the Defense Force means you're used to being underestimated, though your platoon has had enough time with you by now that they should be used to training against you.

They aren't.

You laugh as you swoop past the fists aimed in your direction, caught up in the giddy adrenaline of being good.

Everything moves in slow motion. The rise of your opponent's chest, strands of hair catching the light, muscles tensing for a blow. The sharp red gaze watching your every move from by the fence. You take it all in and blow past your teammates, emerging unscathed from the manned obstacle course and grinning, breathless.

Hoshina Soshiro grins back.

"Laps," he says, glancing past you. The rest of the platoon grumbles good naturedly, but they take off jogging around the track. You bounce on the balls of your feet as your Vice Captain stalks over towards you, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his pants.

"How did I do, sir?" you ask.

"Pretty sure Minase almost caught ya," Soshiro says. "And your form got sloppy at the end. But not bad, I guess."

"Minase did not," you splutter, but Soshiro just laughs. "I swear I'll get a real compliment from you someday, sir."

Soshiro shifts on his feet and you blink, distracted by the awkward way he's keeping his hands in his pockets. He's wearing his typical super-distracting skintight shirt — his jacket is hanging on the fence post — and your gaze pauses on the bunch of his shoulders and the strain of his biceps. Not wanting to be caught staring, you blink and move on. His pants are cinched tight at his hips, but as your confused stare drifts lower, he coughs.

"You get enough of that from the rest of the platoon leaders," he says lightly. "And 'sides, ya still ain't fast enough to get past me."

Sparks fill your veins. You glare up at him. "Oh yeah? Let's go, then!"

"Not now."

You nearly stumble in shock. In all your time under his command, the Vice Captain has never denied one of your training requests. It's led to many late nights in the practice rooms, joking and working together, bits of advice tossed out as he threw you around the room with a strength that made you dizzy. It's surprisingly easy to suppress your silly little crush when Soshiro is busy kicking your ass, but you enjoy the time spent with him all the same.

"Huh? Why not?"

Soshiro shrugs. The movement draws your attention to his shoulders, but that only sends your gaze down his arms to his hands stuffed into his pant pockets. Why is he standing like this, anyway? It's like he's trying to — oh.

Your mouth opens slightly in awe. Your eyes widen. The front of your Vice Captain's pants...

Well, it's safe to say Izumo Tech has some impressive compression technology for the anti kaiju suits. Those things are skintight, molded to your bodies for better kaiju cell synchronization and ease of movement. You've often wondered if it's uncomfortable for people with dicks, since the material sticks so closely. But none of you are wearing the suits right now — you're in uniform, and while the uniform is a bit looser, you've never noticed anything... like this.

Like the thick, unyielding bulge straining against the front of Soshiro's uniform pants.

You snap up to meet his enigmatic gaze as soon as you recognize what you're looking at, but Soshiro merely hums a little. "Ya looked pretty good during that obstacle run," he says.

"But you said my form got sloppy."

Soshiro grins. "Ya still looked good."

Does that mean...? You glance at his pants again and — yup, it's unmistakable. His hands may be in his pockets but there's nothing else that bulge could be, unless he's hiding some kind of secret weapon down there.

"Are you always like this?" you ask. Insubordination be damned — there's no way you can let this go now. Your heart pounds into focus, the lightning quick beat of your pulse drowning out your thoughts as Soshiro snorts.

"Do I get in trouble with HR a lot, y'mean?"

Oops. You're blushing. You're blushing and he's just laughing quietly to himself like your reaction pleases him. "I won't — I don't, um... I don't mind, I was just... wondering?"

Soshiro raises an eyebrow. You gulp as you meet his red eyes. "Am I always turned on while I'm watchin' ya take on guys two times your size?"

You nod. Your Vice Captain tilts his head up, watching birds flit across the sky for a moment as he processes this. "Guess it depends," he says, "this only happens with you, y'know. So d'you want me to be?"

"Do I want you to be...?"

"Interested?"

Your platoon is finishing up their laps, and soon you'll need to take your place among the obstacle course to attack as the next person has their turn. You're running out of time to respond. Your brain is buzzing. The both of you turn to watch as your platoon jogs closer.

"I do want you to be interested, Vice Captain, sir," you say firmly, staring straight ahead but glancing at him out of the corner of your eye. The tips of his ears are pink. "I would be honored."

"It's Hoshina," Soshiro says. He tilts his head slightly towards you and grins at your noise of confusion. "You can use my name while we're datin'."

[yuri-is-online]

New scenario in the car: I don't know if you youngster's remember a tv show Recess, but there's one episode where everyone is curious about kissing and stuff and decide to do an experiment and TJ and Spinelli draw the short straws to kiss and report back. When they do kiss, there's this scene of like, fireworks and rainbows going off in their heads (This one)

And just picturing Ace and Yuu playing Spin the Bottle or Truth or Dare (or whatever the kids are playing these days) and having to kiss, mentally it's like this but Seven forbid they let anyone know they enjoyed it, especially Ace/Yuu, so they make a big performance of gagging and going "ew gross" once the kiss is over. Smash vut the them alone in bed flustered screaming into a very tired Grimm/Staring at their ceiling paralysed with committing the feel Yuu's lips to memory.

Or something, hope you're keeping well x

The only thing I really know about this show is that my mom didn't allow me to watch it. I'm oldish myself just. Homeschooled :/

Truth or dare makes the most sense to me. And for some reason I see Epel as being the one who would put up the dare.

"C'mon." He's smirking because he can't really help it, he does find this situation hilarious. "What are ya, chicken?"

And sure, you and Ace try to act like it's a gross idea and make your standard embarrassed protests but Jack is the only one really siding with you because he's a stick in the mud but of course Ace has to call him that out loud. So you know what never mind, Ace have fun kissing the prefect he's doubling Epel's dare and now Epel is clucking a surprisingly accurate chicken call with Deuce as Sebek turns this around on you because. idk you made a joke about "kissing the homies goodnight" to Malleus once and he asked if that meant he should give Sebek a kiss on the forehead and he's never forgave or forgotten.

Anyway Ace tries to play off the nerves because don't worry he's had a girlfriend before. He knows how to kiss somebody alright? Doesn't matter if you've dated before or not, whatever you have to say on the subject is going to fluster him because well. However you feel about this he's wanted to kiss you for a while, and unlike anything he shared with his girlfriend kissing you... he doesn't know how you feel but he can fool himself into thinking there's love in it. It's hard for him to lie when he's pressed so close to the truth. So you both pull away and make big fools of yourselves, but the act is bought because your friends are admittedly sort of dumb.

All of your friends except Grim who has to see you stare at a wall between treating him like a plush toy and screaming about how you are so fucking stupid for not putting an end to that dare while you still could because you wanted your first kiss with Ace to be REAL-

(he doesn't sleep at all that night or really talk to Deuce the next morning. he's got a stupid text message three words long he's typed out and deleted so many times but he really wishes he had the guts to hit send this time because- he wants a do over. he didn't get to kiss you right the first time.)

[kittievampire]

So long/odd request but hear me out

Mc and Lucifer are in a sugar-rotting relationship and brothers and undatebles react

Lucifer spoils Mc so much like…mammon gets in trouble he gets hung from the ceiling Mc does the same thing they get away scot-free Satan has been begging for a cat for eons nope! but Mc wants one of course. He gets them tons of expensive gifts and if Mc ever wants something they only have to bat their eyes at him. It's not like Mc is using him though they dot on him a bunch too. And whenever they get in a fight loud moans are followed within a few minutes (if you know what I mean) but feel free to ignore 💙

I was in the middle of class when I read this and I was WHEEZING

I am a firm believer in Lucifer spoiling the MC rotten and leaving his brothers to fend for them damn selves but denying any sort of favoritism

I only did the brothers this time, I hope that's okay 😭😭😭

Sorry this took so fooking long to make 🥲

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Warnings: Very suggestive, jealous bros lmao L

Enjoy.

You and Lucifer had been dating for a few months now. Though, one would think you'd just gotten together with the way the two of you treated eachother. Or maybe that you were newlyweds in your honeymoon phase.

Lucifer treated you like a goddess. There was constant praise and worship, he'd drop everything if you asked, and he'd spoil you rotten with his love. You would return the favor, of course. Every now and then you'd surprise him with a new cursed vinyl, which he'd listen to all night if not spending it with you.

However, the brothers believe that you're getting totally unfair treatment.

Mammon

Baby boy was spending a lot more money than usual

He was playing a new gambling game he'd downloaded on his D.D.D.

When Lucifer got home, he immediately scolded the second-born for a solid 45 minutes

He announced that Mammon was on "lock-down" and wasn't allowed to ask anything of anyone, nor was he allowed to spend money

He was hung from the ceiling

And Goldie was taken away, too

Mammon was pissed the fuck off

So, when he noticed you were spending a lot more money, he did tease you for being greedy

"Oi, human, ain't splurgin' on shopping supposed to be mine and Asmo's thing? Lucifer's gonna be on yer ass if ya spend too much. Just be careful."

He says this and is genuinely a little worried that he'd see you hung from the ceiling as well

Lucifer confronts you about it in front of Mammon

"My Love, may I know why you've been spending so much grimm recently?"

First off, Mammon didn't like how he started that

How come you got that sweet conversation starter?

What he got was, "Mammon, what have you been wasting your money on this time?!"

Though, he still suspected it'd go downhill, and that he'd need to jump in to protect you at some point

"Oh, just some things... I can't tell you what they are, but I promise this is a rare occasion, Luci." You said, gifting him a kiss on his cheek

Lucifer smiled at you. "Alright, as long as you're being responsible, I trust you."

...

WHAT?!

"WHAT?!" Mammon shouted, earning a slight jolt from you and a look of annoyance from Lucifer

"What, Mammon?"

The Avatar of Greed froze. "I-I-! Y-You—" He paused before letting out a small groan

"Nevermind. Forget about it, yeah?"

Leviathan

Snekboi missed roughly a week of school and wasn't attending his online classes

He was grinding this new game he got so he could keep his spot as one of the top players!

He just couldn't afford to take his attention off of his D.D.D. for a second, the price would be too high!

Of course, Levi ended up being scolded by Lucifer

"Your priority must be your studies, Levi, do you intend on dragging Diavolo's name through the mud?"

How Diavolo was relevant was beyond him

But, Levi still had to sit through a lecture

He also got his D.D.D. taken away from him for a week

Not only did he lose top-spot, but he lost a majority of his self-esteem as well

So, he was obviously worried when you started skipping as well

"Uhh, MC, I'm not sure you should stay home today. Lucifer's not too kind to those who slack off."

But, his warnings fell upon deaf ears

You decided to take a few days off, deciding that you just really didn't feel like going to RAD

You woke up with a migraine one day, couldn't get sufficient sleep the other, and you just took another day to catch up on sleep and what work you had

Leviathan actually tried to stop Lucifer when he saw him outside of your room

"Lucifer, maybe they were feeling really bad or something, I don't think punishing them is a good idea, please show mercy! They're just a human!"

"Quit your whining, Levi. Or do you want to be given the Mammon treatment?"

This made Levi yelp and cower behind him, watching as Lucifer knocked on your door

You answered it, and Leviathan bit his nails nervously

"Hey, Luci," You said, greeting him with a small kiss to the cheek

"My Love," He started softly. "Are you feeling alright? You haven't been attending your classes. Is something wrong?" He asked, a hand reaching up to caress your cheek.

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Leviathan.exe has stopped working

You smile sweetly. "I'm okay, Lucifer, I just really wasn't feeling up for RAD these past couple of days. It's nothing to worry about, promise!" You say, quite enthusiastically.

...

NANI THE FUCK?!

Levi SWORE you were about to get bodied

But, no

Lucifer just smiled, chuckled softly, and left with an "Alright, take care of yourself, Love."

Bullshit

You're fucking hacking

Satan

Satan wanted to bring a cat into the HoL

Lucifer reminded him of how he brought more cats than were allowed and "turned the House of Lamentation into the House of Cats"

Very fucking salty about it, but ultimately got over it (for the most part)

He saw you bring a little feline home and immediately rushed to your side to help you take care of it

It was a stray with a few wounds from other cats

He helped you bandage it and feed it, all the goods

"MC, I must warn you that Lucifer isn't exactly fond of pets... Let alone cats," Satan said, stern gaze meeting yours

You tilted your head in confusion. "Why is that?"

Satan was a bit hesitant to tell you, so he gave you the shortened and sweet version

"We had a bit of a cat problem a while back, he just really doesn't like cats. Dog people, am I right?" He scoffed

"Satan, what did I say about bringing in cats?"

Satan lowkey jumped a bit and turned his head

The fuck did he come from, bro is teleporting or some shit

You immediately hold the kitty close to your arms, looking up at Lucifer with doe eyes

"Luci, I'm sorry! I was the one who took in the cat, but he was hurt! Please, can we just keep it for a little while, at the very least?" You begged, the black cat in your arms meowing at Lucifer

Satan sighed. He was about to tell you that it was no use, that Lucifer couldn't be bought or reasoned with on this topic. That may have been his fault and he was sorry, but there was absolutely no way Lucifer would budge on this-

"Fine."

...

...

Um

What

Satan sat there dumbfoundedly before the two of you as you continued to converse, trying to process the events that had just taken place

Lucifer said yes

To you

For a cat?

Huh...

He was upset for a mere moment, but then a light bulb went off in his mind

Perhaps he could use this to an advantage

Satan's definitely going to try and get you to be a wild card whenever him and Belphie are pulling pranks on Lucifer

Just so the eldest will be a little more lenient

Now he knew Lucifer's weakspot

He found himself laughing maniacally in his mind as he realized just how much him and Belphegor could do with you as a cushion whenever they'd get in trouble

Asmodeus

"But, Lucifer, all of products in my favorite cosmetic brand are going on sale today! I have to get every single one of them or else I'll be..." Asmodeus gasped

"Trashy!!" He cried out, practically leeching off of Lucifer's arm as he continued to beg

"Asmodeus, no! You and Mammon are both on lockdown for the rest of the month! Now, get off of me!"

Lucifer managed to pry his younger brother off of him and slammed ether door shut to his office, leaving a near-on sobbing Asmodeus in the library

That's when he heard you

"Lucifer, must you always be so rough on your siblings?" He heard you ask, making him gasp and sigh dreamily. "Oh, darling, you always come to my rescue when I need it!" He said, his voice not loud enough to penetrate the door

"MC, I suggest staying out of my family matters. They have nothing to do with you."

Asmodeus could tell from the other side of the door that an argument was likely about to ensue

However, when the two of you started raising your voices, he could also sense some... Arousal?

"Oh!"

"Oh."

It wasn't long before he could hear your moans and whimpers from the other side of the door, lewd slapping noises making him step back a bit

Asmodeus couldn't help but giggle a little

He honestly didn't mind this as much as his brothers did, he found it really entertaining that the two of you endulged in his sin after such a heated argument

Asmodeus approves 👍💖

Beelzebub

Poor baby gets scolded so often for raiding the fridge, especially late at night

He's usually told to go to bed, and that these late-night trips to the fridge aren't good for him, all that

He couldn't help it, it was his sin! That was no fair!

Lucifer ended up putting him on lockdown after 11pm, meaning no trips outside of his room whatsoever

Beelzebub would usually try to get some snacks into his room before that time, but he usually ran out rather quickly and was left with a rumbling stomach

That's when you came in, holding two arm-fulls of snacks

Quietly, you pushed the door closed with your foot

You knew Belphegor was a heavy sleeper, but you still wanted to be quiet anyway, so as not to wake the Avatar of Sloth

You saw the gluttonous ginger perk up when he saw you

"MC?"

You smiled, dropping down the snacks before him

"Lucifer didn't say I couldn't raid the kitchen. I figured you'd be hungry, so I got you some snacks."

Bro bear-hugs you

He lowkey almost breaks your spine with how tight he holds you

"Thank you, MC! Can I call you sister, please? Get married to him quick so I can call you sister!"

You blushed at this comment, chuckling softly

"I'm working on it, I guess," You choked playfully, patting his back

"Beel, I need to breathe."

Not really all too jealous

A bit sad, but he gets over it when you bring him food

Lucifer never says anything about it tho when he finds out you're the one who's causing such a snack shortage

Belphegor

He was constantly scolded for pulling all kinds of pranks on Lucifer

There was that time he threw his D.D.D. in the trash, lit his coat on fire

All harmless things

So, when he catches you attaching a can of whipped cream to... Something in the fridge, he immediately raises a brow at you

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Ahhh, just setting up a little surprise," You chuckled out

At first, he thinks it's for Beelzebub, but Asmodeus had taken him shopping with him earlier with the promise of free food afterward

"For..." Belphie trailed off, hearing footsteps nearing the kitchen

Immediately you close the fridge and take your seat in front of a plate of food you'd made yourself earlier. "Sit down," You whispered to the Avatar of Sloth

As he shuffled to a seat next to you, he realized what you were up to and put a hand over his mouth

Lucifer walked into the kitchen, greeting you and the youngest with a smile and a "Good morning."

You picked up a piece of the pancakes in front of you with a fork, putting it in your mouth and humming to yourself. "Luci? Could you pass me the butter?" You asked softly

Lucifer nodded, turning and opening the fridge

Immediately, whipped cream sprayed all over his face, some falling onto his chest

Belphegor bursted into a fit of laughter, immediately giving you a high-five and wiping a tear from his eye as he clutched his stomach

"Oh, that was good!" He choked out in between laughs

Lucifer turned to look at the youngest, wiping off a large portion of the whipped cream on his face

"Belphegor, did you do this?"

You snickered beside him, looking up at Lucifer

"I thought you'd like a snack, Luci~" You hummed out, giggling softly

Belphegor mentally prepared himself for a 45 minute lecture

There was a pause, making him shift a bit in his seat as his laughter died down

Suddenly, Lucifer began to laugh

It started out small

Then, his laughter boomed in the room, bouncing off of the walls

"Huh,"

This confused the fuck out of Belphie

Like, ummmm what

"You've gotten me, MC, well done. I needed that laugh." He said, walking over to you and wiping some whipped cream off of him, putting it on your nose

He dismissed himself, saying he was going to wash this off of him

Belphegor was silent for a moment

"Hm?"

"You get laughter and boops after pranks and I get lectures and scoldings... Favoritism at it's finest. The Anti-Lucifer League could make use of this."

He'd explain more, but he was getting too sleepy

Shit was fun asf to write, thanks for requesting

I hope you enjoyed this, anon!

[kitsune-oji]

I was hoping if you'd write a version of "There's No Guarantee You will be Different" for Mammon?

There's No Guarantee You will be Different

Mc who has been hurt a lot in the past (betrayed, lied to, used) even by those that promised otherwise and were nice at first and struggles to trust others because of it. Not understanding why someone would actually like/love them or not believing them, being scared of getting hurt again and again like in the past.

With pleasure!! I had hoped you'd request this with Mammon actually, hehe 💙

Characters: Mammon

Other: Barbatos+Beel

-> feel free to request this with other obey me characters too

Gn! Mc (you/yours)

Warnings/tags: hurt/comfort-y

"You keep saying you love me, you keep promising that you will never leave, that you'll never hurt me... How do you know that? There's no guarantee. In the past, I've trusted those who told me all that and in the end, they ended up breaking all their promises anyway. Please, don't promise me things you can't keep. Even if you think you can keep them now, you don't know how it will be in the future. Maybe you'll get sick of me too, just like everyone else. I love you too but... I'm just scared. I'm sorry."

Mammon

"Wha- no no, I... Ya really think I would hurt you? Nah, then you wouldna have told me this... There's no guarantee you say? Well, I'll prove it then. Just ya wait and see, I won't ever stop loving you and I'll make sure ya feel it too. So don't go chickening out, ya got it?"

Mammon is the type of guy to see this as a challenge but it works out well that way

You worry that he'll get sick of you? He's gonna stay by your side and cling to you until YOU get sick of HIM, just you wait!!

He can't see himself ever stop loving you. After all, he's never been so smitten with someone before and you're so amazing that even his brothers all want your attention. How can you not see that? It makes his head hurt trying to think about that

Whenever Mammon gets paid or wins a lottery or has a good day at the casino (for once), you know he's going to want to treat you. Be it gifts or going out to eat together, nothing is too expensive to him when it comes to you

When he's as broke as always though, you can expect him to try and do the same just differently. Like making you his famous peanut butter sandwich or trying to craft something cute or planning a date night full of watching your favorite movies/series or bringing out to show you something really pretty (like a secret place looking out to the sea where you can see the night sky twinkling with stars and reflecting on the water)

Mammon is your guardian demon, everyone already knows that. Now he wants to make sure You know everything he does for you though. Where he is usually too embarrassed to admit it, he tries to make it as obvious as possible

No more standing behind you and taking care of things when you're not there anymore. Mammon steps in right away, proudly declaring that anyone who messes with HIS human is gonna get it

Holding you close to him, holding your hand or kissing you where you're comfy while others are watching is sort of strange to him at first but he wants to show you that he's not embarrassed by you, that he's instead proud and wants everyone to know he landed with such an amazing person like you

Everytime you need some comfort, Mammon is right there. He'd usually joke about having you pay for his services to play over how flustered he is but after your talk, he doesn't want you to think he Actually thinks it's a chore to comfort you. Because it's not and he is glad you come to him when you're feeling bad so even if he struggles saying so outright, Mammon won't try to make it seem otherwise anymore

Basically, Mammon tries to be more honest with his feelings for you instead of deflecting out of fear he'd get hurt. It's hard but he's making a genuine effort and it shows

[nogenderbee]

Hi! Could I request the brothers + Diavolo with a reader that likes to cook or bake for them? Making bentos, dinner, etc.

Hello and that's really cute idea! I personally am not that good at cooking but it still was a lot of fun! So I hope you enjoy as well <3

Brothers+Diavolo with reader who like to cook/bake

⊱ Lucifer always appreciated how you loved cooking and baking since he always could count on you when you were on cooking duty that day

⊱ even when you wasn't on cooking duty, you always agreed to help others when they had theirs which often leaded to his brothers using you when they didn't wanted to cook

"YN, you need to stop agreeing on taking cooking duty for them, they're not busy, they're just lazy..."

⊱ if it ever happens that you will make a bento for him or just prepare any meal for him and him only, you can be sure he'll enjoy every bite of it

⊱ if you did it because he had a lot of work lately and was so overworked he didn't even had time to go down and eat with you and his brothers, it only makes him appreciate you more than he already does

"Thank you very much, although you didn't had to get out of your way just for this. I can very well take care of myself. But I still obviously appreciate it so thank you!"

⊱ the moment Mammon discovered how good you actually are at cooking and baking, he immediately thought about starting your own business, like restaurant of some sorts for example

⊱ he once actually tried to start his idea and basically got you into it promising you that it all will be alright but a certain older demon stopped him and gave him a lecture how he shouldn't use human and especially his lover

⊱ but expect him to ramble to you how he doesn't want to do all of this work by himself so you're usually there to keep him company and help him with some things, and don't worry he doesn't leave everything to you

"Oi, human! Keep an eye on that pot, will ya? Great Mammon has chopping to do!"

⊱ if it ever happens that you being him a bento, he'll act like he doesn't care when the truth is that he'll enjoy every bite of it and is willing to fight everyone and anyone who interrupts him while doing so

"It's for me? Of course you made a gift like that for THE Mammon!"

⊱ Levi knew you were good at cooking and baking so of course he asked you for help whenever he wanted to try making any food that he saw in anime or manga

⊱ but he also will sometimes ask you if you can take his cooking duty for him, but he doesn't do it often, only when he's in some game that's important to him

"YN! Please you have to save me! I have important game tournament today! Can you PLEAASE take cooking duty for me? I promise I'll make up for it!"

⊱ if you made him a meal because of how worried you were that he hasn't came out of his room much, he'd be sooo talent by this

⊱ after all he's just watching anime or playing games, you don't have to worry so much about grossy otaku like him

⊱ try feeding him with your own made meal while he's too into anime or game, he'll automatically open his mouth and swallow like it's nothing just to realize later what happened

"My Henry, you're truly the kindest person I ever met! Do you want to watch this with me?"

⊱ Satan may be manipulative but he would never use the fact that you can cook against you

⊱ I mean sure, he may have a lot more important things to do than cooking duty but you're also his lover, so faster he'll ask you for help in the kitchen

⊱ if you do help him, he'll definitely treat you to some cat cafe

"I have cooking duty today so would you mind helping me so I can finish all of it faster? I promise I'll pay you back somehow!"

⊱ if you ever give him any meal prepare just for him which probably would be a bento of some sorts then he'd love to enjoy it with either good book in his hand or with your company

⊱ if he'll eat with good book, you can be sute that he'll tell you later how it created a mood and made his book even more enjoyable than normally

⊱ if he'll eat around you tho, you can expect him to just compliment you from nowhere every couple minutes just to make sure you know he really appreciated it and enjoys it

"The food you made is really tasty, I hope you're aware of your abilities. Yes I know I said the same thing 3 minutes ago but it's true so I don't see a problem in repeating it."

⊱ whenever it was a new food trending on internet, Asmo immediately went to you to ask if you can prepare it for him so he can try this and post his opinion with some cute photos on his Devilgram

⊱ sometimes he does uses it against you tho... he'll ask you to help him with his cooking duty just to complain to you and tell the stupidest reasons why he can't cook today

"Darling but just look! Do you see my nails? I literally done them today and if I were to cook something then all my work would go on waste!"

⊱ if you ever make him any meal just for him then be ready for being spoiled in kisses and every kind of affection because at very least, first 5 minutes after receiving it, he'll spoil you with his love as thanks

⊱ also of course he MUST take million photos of food before eating it ESPECIALLY if you decorated it, but don't worry, he'll obviously tag you!

⊱ after that he enjoys every second of it and probably manages to get you to feed him and what's more important maybe even feed you

"C'mon don't you want to taste your amazing work? Or maybe I should use my mouth instead~"

⊱ Beel couldn't be happier when he discovered that your cooking is this good, he'd always end up asking you to making him something but for you it could be really tiring...

⊱ he sometimes things of asking you for help when he have his cooking duty just so he can taste your amazing cooking but at the same time he doesn't want to use you

⊱ but if he hasn't tasted your cooking in really long time, then he definitely will ask if you can help him prepare something

"Can you help me with my cooking duty today? I'd just really like your company and you always make meals taste better!"

⊱ if you ever make him a meal, he eats it in second complimenting your abilities and asking if you have any more so you better actually make a lot of him

⊱ no matter how much and how often he'll eat your food, he'll always appreciate it even if you make him the same dish over and over, it just always tastes good to him

"Mmm! It's tasty like everything you make! Do you maybe have some more?"

⊱ first thing that came into Belphies mind when he discovered that you can cook very good was using asking you for help when he's on his cooking duty

⊱ he won't play in any manipulation and stuff, he'll go to kitchen with you and there he'll tell you that he's too tired for this and will literally fall asleep on the floor

"I'm too tied for this... You're alright with doing it by yourself, right? I'll keep you company while napping... *immediately falls asleep*"

⊱ if you ever make some meal for him then he better not be asleep unless you want your food to get cold before he has a chance to eat it

⊱ if he's not asleep tho then he's going to actually enjoy it and stop himself from sleeping to spend some time with you

⊱ bonus points if you make something that's supposed to keep you awake, for him you better double it a few times and hope that it'll keep him awake for at least a minute

"It's very good... I'm sure Beel would also appreciate it, we should do picnic together sometime."

⊱ Diavolo was always impressed by how good you can cook, he even thinks your abilities may match Barbatos one day

⊱ if you ever agree to cook something at his castle or just help his butler with cooking meals, he'd be more than happy that he can taste meal made by 2 his favorite chefs

"It's certainly one of the best things I ever tasted! When you combine your abilities, you truly can make something incredible!"

⊱ if cooking and baking is generally your passion then he definitely will do his best to get some recipes from the best chefs and bakers

⊱ if you make something special for him and him only, he'd definitely love to show how grateful he is but spoiling you with gifts

"Ah another meal just for me? You truly are the nicest one I have met! Is there something in particular you'd be interested in as my gratitude?"

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[thatonefangirlly]

Golden Hour Part 1- ATEEZ Album Review

Hey all my Atinys and Staytinys! In light of our fav pirates just releasing their 10th mini album; Golden Hour: Part 1 I think I should be reviewing this promptly and a special treat! I'm going to share my pulls and what the albums look like in real time. (I know there are more versions, but I just went to my local Barnes & Noble for the 3 I seen.) I hope you like what I am about to say next Let's get started!

Lyrics: Haha, well, each song had its own vibe you really got to enjoy the lyrics to the songs. They grabbed my attention and by the time I was ready to come off that high of the song, the next one was playing. In all honesty, I like that sort of thing. The lyrics were fun, sexy, and just really good. Can't put this on a scale

Beat: WHEN I TELL YOU MY PEARLS ARE CLUTCHED, that's exactly what I mean. Each song had its own theme. From the island vibes to the futuristic notes, You can't stop dancing to this album as a whole. I love how they experimented with different sounds this album.

Visuals: Being that only "WORK" is the only song for visuals (for now), I gotta tell ya, there was a lot going on but it kind of made sense to me (I'm using the term "kinda" loosely). I will say though, it was def fun to see. You can tell they enjoy making videos and you can see the fun in it. There wasn't a lot of dancing and to be honest, I like music videos like "WORK" a lot better... yeah, they can dance their asses off, but can you at least show me you can have fun? ATEEZ did that for me.

Overall: Notice how there is no scale or this one again? Yeah, I'm not going to scale this because this was a nice blend of transitioning vibes from beginning to end. The different sounds that they played with was really nice and I enjoyed every bit of it. I would def recommend this album. It's worth the hype and it's worth the listen if I do say so myself. Good Job boys! For me this is the album I will be listening to during the summer and even beyond that! So, if you havent heard of ATEEZ you're really missing out because these boys are killing it... NOW, if you're an Atiny or a Staytiny, what the hell are you waiting for?! Buy the album! You already have it on your Spotify, apple music, or wherever your stream music, grab that hard copy. It should be at your local, Target, Walmart, Barnes & Noble, K-pop shop. If not, order it, and if all you can do is stream it, stream the hell out of it!

Did mention they'll be going on tour soon? No? Well, yes they will be going on tour and if tickets are available, grab one. This is another one I will have to miss but next time, prepare to be sick of me haha. I really hope you enjoyed this review and in my next post, I will be sharing my pulls from my album. Please remember if you want me to review anything, let me know! I won't bite!

"8 makes 1 team"!

Annyeong!🫰🏾

[myopicry]

Hi hi! It's ya girrrlll

So I read your rant (delightful BTW, I'm a nosey hater at heart lol) and am here to ramble too! :3

Firstly though, I'm really sorry for the situation you're in and hope it gets better. I'm lucky enough to have an accepting family (my parents and sister at the very least) and to have recently moved to western Europe where it's pretty progressive(?) in terms of lgbt stuff (ignore the fascists and right wingers behind me trying to access the governments), but I can imagine how isolating your experiences might feel. Hang in there, there are better things in store, I'm sure!

Now for the rest of your rant, I found that you've raised some interesting points, notably about how amabs can easily take on the lesbian label while some afabs have yet to claim it for themselves due to the homophobia they mightve endured and amabs probably haven't thus far (they probably dealt with transphobia as transfems, which I'm not gonna diminish no matter my views on transgenderism, but they probably haven't really dealt with lesbo/homophobia especially if they're pre-transition). Afterall, lesbian transfems were probably straight guys before, and their orientation is sure as hell not condemned by the wider society.

It kind of reminds me of this one lesbian transgirl ik who I met on a server on discord and formed a group of online friends there which included her. I knew her before she came out/identified as trans and I remember at that time she'd sometimes mention how she'd listen to lewd asmr of girls and such. She also talked about how she wished she was lesbian. So I, being the lesbian debator I am, basically said that that's not a great thing to say (I refrained from saying it sounds fetishy), but she replied with basically saying that I don't understand and that lesbian love or whatever is so "pure" unlike hetero love or something. So guess how I felt when she started identifying as a lesbian trans girl and later found out it's something observable in a portion of the online transbian community (not saying every transbian is like this, but still). (Oh yh she also (sort of?) cheated on her gf so there's that but I don't think it's related.)

I think I feel a similar sentiment as you in the sense that while I can sympathise with some of the struggles transfems may face, I find it irritating at times when people seem to go above and beyond to label/treat them as "the most sapphic and lesbian ever" as you put it, most of the time in an effort to validate their identity and place in the sapphic and wider lgbt community, when they probably never had to face the struggles afab sapphics were faced with since forever and more importantly some say some... Questionable things about their orientation and attraction to women. Not all obviously, but still. Am I making any sense lol?

I definetely don't think transbians have 0 place in the sapphic community, I think it's a complicated matter and there can be some gray areas (I also have grown increasingly distant from the (at least online) lgbt/lesbian community the past year so idrc about most discourse ig), but I kind of wish this was all treated more "normally" if that makes sense and that afab lesbians or sapphic could talk about certain things related to their orientation without constantly being scrutinised to make sure they're including trans folk in everything ever. I also kind of wish we could call out problematic behaviour in trans people without being called transphobic, but I think this applies to specific cases mostly.

Anyway I think I was mostly nonsensical here, apologies, but feel free to reply to whatever you managed to latch onto here lol.

Also, if you ever feel the need to vent and don't feel comfortable airing those issues on tumblr.com for whatever reason, my dms are always open, I check into this hellsite daily <3

~🪼

(wow retroactive preface I go on a long ass ramble about semantics in this I apologize in advance for how many times you might have to read the word "definition" lmao)

hey!! so happy to keep seeing you here around these parts (my inbox, that is) and I'm glad you especially do get some enjoyment out of my far less polished vent posts :p I always feel bad when I post something so singularly interesting to me and me alone because it is just a full on personal blog moment, but to be fair to myself this entire blog is an exercise in actually voicing my own opinions and feelings for the sake of learning to express myself better, and it is nice to know even in the least poignant or least thought out posts, it isn't just fully self-beneficial lmao

I also (of course, as always) appreciated your response! honestly, I admire how level-headed and nuanced you can be with these topics, I myself often feel like I swing wildly from being harsher with my words and trying desperately to be as passive as possible to appease everyone, and I do have to say it is an ongoing challenge for me sometimes to strike that perfect balance between understanding but still standing by my convictions and not solely focused on people pleasing. it's a bit of a weird life, in my private time I do feel like I tend to be highly cynical and sort of an asshole lolol, especially towards other people, but in public I would never dare say any of the things I think because at the end of the day, I do still feel as if preserving friendly atmospheres among peers is paramount to being a productive part of a society. I'm like the opposite of the asshole with a heart of gold trope, in a way. gold with the heart of an asshole lmao

all that to say, I think you make some really astute observations that are still compassionate to trans women who identify as lesbian, while still pointing out the objective faults of their common language and behavior! I really think this (like so many issues whose current is pushed most strongly by the english speaking west) is a matter of semantics for the most part. labels, communities based on labels, and their inherent flaws I guess. because I really have no problem with someone identifying as a trans woman and also having a sexuality surrounding liking women, or if they want to talk about it or even if they want to define it separately than heterosexual attraction. it's their attraction, and I'm not the ceo of how people choose to define their own sexuality (and I wouldn't want to be, that sounds like a headache job lmao). for me, I think the issue really comes with when personal definitions of sexuality are enforced upon others, and when suddenly, highly personal definitions become community-defining ones. the term "sapphic" is such a great example of this weird treatment of labels and their definitions. the term "sapphic" can mean a lot of different things to different people, despite the fact that it is, at its core, a term held together by a single definition. in our society people will ideologically define every single word in a definition differently (ex. what does love mean? what does a woman mean (lol)?) and so even a fairly universal term can be personal based on one's own framework of thinking. BUT the thing is, a lot of transbians/people who identify as queer/tra positive/whatever you want to call the current hegemonic popular opinions of the lgbtq+ have taken to a personal definition of words like lesbian and sapphic, and have decided to supplant the originally fairly universal term and replace it with something that does kind of inadvertently alienate a lot of people who identify with the most "neutral" and non-ideological version of the definition (women who love/are attracted to women). instead, the basic definition has essentially shifted in its meta, though the words stay the same, the meaning is pushed to imply these terms can be understood as "someone who identifies as a woman who loves/are attracted to people who they identify as women" and that's just both too broad and too specific at the same time, excluding those who don't agree with the notion of identifying into what was previously understood as a sex class, and including people who wouldn't have even met the original definitional criteria to begin with. this, in turn, creates a vacuum in meaning, allowing for "aesthetic" to take over as the primary meaning of the term. I think that's where that "weirdness" comes in.

it's hard to find community with people who are coming at the definition of what the community is built on from a completely different direction. when I think of being "sapphic" (other than the brainrotting pop culture/online/algorithmically driven stereotypes) I simply think of being attracted to my same sex, that being female, and that being women. but, I would assume for transfems, they obviously don't have the simple way of just relying on same sex attraction as a definition, because they don't see the world in that way definitionally, and must apply more effort to justify why their attraction to women deserves to distinctively be defined from regular opposite sex attraction. that's where we get the strange insistence on sapphic love being more "pure" or making their entire personality curated towards "sapphic culture". in a way, though on the surface I am still pretty jealous that they get the privilege to express these thoughts and be backed up so strongly by people I know who would care less about me, I do feel bad that they must subconsciously feel the need to "prove" they meet the criteria for these labels because for them, there is no easy, biologically material fitting of the definition. I personally will have never have to care that much about fitting lesbian stereotypes or involving my life in sapphic culture. in fact, I basically can't not be sapphic. it's just the only way my future looks. it's the only way my attraction manifests. people will see me as a lesbian (well, that or a nerdy disheveled teenage boy at first glance lmao) just based on how I don't present in a way that centers men. it's the only way I fall in love.

and yeah, it really would be nice if there was space for a community where we could discuss that reality, openly, in mainstream progressive spaces! but for reasons that would be pretty bleak if we unraveled them, people would much rather play these games of labels and proving your place in them than creating avenues for people to congregate in spaces that actually bring them community and cater to their needs.

as always after these really really tangled word threads I slowly begin to run out of steam so I'll just wrap this up and say you made excellent points dear anon! maybe one day we can all just accept that sometimes definitions should be exclusive in that they exclude people who don't fit them, and not exclusive in the way that they exclude people who do fit them, and that afab women, and especially afab sapphics, deserve the right to preserve spaces for themselves without having to worry about appeasing men or anyone they don't want to!

and wow holy shit this is a whole lot of words trying to pick apart the way words can mean other words sometimes I would not blame anyone if they skim most of it lmao.

tl;dr the meta of labels and their definitions are kinda dumb and I'm maybe more dumb for spending so much time thinking about them

and lastly, thank you for the kind offer of your dm space as an area for venting! perhaps...I will take you up on that offer...it is inevitable I will be struck by another petty urge to vent about people in my life because I continue to work with people who are essentially the most fascinating but headache inducing parts of tumblr and twitter personified and I do still primarily have very "gendery" friends irl! we'll see if I end up having anything interesting to say about it though first, or if I can bear to actually talk to someone online once instead of passively yelling into the digital void!

[oldguardleatherdog]

First off, I think you're so cool! I've always really loved connecting with older folks in the gay community and I'm rly glad you're a presence on my dash!

Secondly, I had some questions about pup play if you're down to answer! I have a play partner who's very into it, and I've been able to play the role of handler pretty well, but I'd really like to improve. What sorts of things do you look for in a handler?

Also, I've been wanting to try being a pup myself, but find it really hard to get past the barrier of feeling like I'm being silly/embarrassing and it distracts me from having fun. Do you have tips regarding letting go of yourself enough to really get into pup-space and not worry about being cringy or silly? I'd love to be silly and have fun as a pup without worrying about being embarrassed in a not-fun way! I just always feel so self conscious! But whenever I go to pup events, it always looks like the pups are having such a fun time.

AwrrrrrRUFFF!! bruzr makes play bow

Thanks for the ask and for the good word, pup! I'm happy to know you enjoy reading my rowdy blog, and I hope it gives you a laugh and something to chew on 🦴🐕‍🦺😁

What I look for in a Handler is someone who knows what to do on the business end of the leash. The pup looking up at them is collared for a reason: it needs focus, boundaries, discipline, routine, clear expectations of what's required for treats and praise, on-the-spot correction when the pup doesn't measure up. The nurturing and the bellyrubbing will come later; I need that Handler to give me back every bit of energy and rebellion and dumb-muttness I send up, and more. You're my Handler? Well, handle me, dammit! 😈

Ya know, even after 36 years of barking around and hitting the carpet instantly when I hear my pup name, there are still times when I get a flash of self-consciousness and think to myself, how ridiculous is this, and at my age too! But I've got ways of pulling myself right back into my pup space (dog head) even more deeply, tricks and techniques that I've developed over the thousands of hours I've spent channeling the canine. Ever heard the phrase "commit to the bit"? That's the heart of it. If you hit the ground 99% committed to being that dog, you'll look like a ridiculous human. If you fall off the cliff and say fuckit I do what I want and get down there with 150% of the dog you are crawling up your back and breathing down your neck, boom! there's no question in your mind that you're just that animal, and anyone who looks at you will have no doubt as to your honesty and authenticity, and neither will you.

You deserve to have just as much fun as any other pup. This gig is not for the timid - dive in with all four feet into the deep end of the mosh and bark your head off! You might not always "feel it" fully, but you should have no doubt that you're doing the right thing, right where you belong.

I'll be thinking of you when I suit up tonight and get back to my service dog patrol *wags fast!* - Bruzr

[hunterwritesstuff]

Can I please get some glitchy red headcanons? I'm curious about your general take on him! Love all your writing so far by the way, keep doing great things! :)

OOoh! Can do!

🎮 So like, Glitchy Red has TERRIBLE anger issues.

🎮 Like, WOW.

🎮 He, unfortunately, isn't too great towards the NPCs of the game, treating them as less than himself, as they, well...sort of are.

🎮 He's a sentient character, they aren't.

🎮 The pokemon in the pokeball he constantly holds is one he's forgotten what it is, as he's beaten the game already and constantly lives in a post-game experience, and his demeanor always scares off new players from trying to play his game again.

🎮 This infuriates him further.

🎮 He's VERRY picky with who he lets get close to him and who he lets touch him. If he lets you hug him, congrats! He doesn't think you're a piece of shit or a waste of time or you'll hurt him!

🎮 This, alongside his harsh demeanor towards others, is a defense mechanism in its own right.

🎮 He hates Steven for using Missingo. He hates cheaters. Full stop. Blows up pancakes with mind motherfucker.

🎮 He pities Grey for the situation he's been put in. He knows what it's like to be stuck for far to long.

🎮 He totally hasn't adopted Dawn and Grey. Not at all.

🎮 They're just CHOOSING to stay with him.

🎮 He's not happy. Not at all.

🎮 He's not smiling.

🎮 Why are you staring? Don't you know staring is RUDE?

🎮 The pokemon in his pokeball is his level 100 pikachu named "Pete" btw.

🎮 Grey never lets him live this down.

🎮 His favorite ice cream is vanilla. Or salted caramel. Either one makes him some semblance of happy.

🎮 That one gay uncle that doesn't know how to talk to kids at all, yet they gravitate towards him SPECIFICALLY.

🎮 Also, he likes baking. No, I have no evidence for this. Source; trust me bro

hope ya enjoy!

[p0pp3t]

Tw sh, ed, suicide

Hello I hope this is ok to ask for

But hcs for Al, Seth and Finn with someone who has self destructive behavior? Starving, self harm, overworking, suicidal thoughts

⚠️TW: themes of sh, ed, and suicide

hello, anon! i haven't dealt with these myself, so i apologize if anything i say is wrong or inaccurate

Alphonse 💖

will never force a meal onto you, but always keeps servings for you on hand in case you're feeling up to it

"you have what feels right, babe; whatever you can do is enough."

if the prospect of someone seeing you eat is what gets you, he's glad to give you your privacy

he's patched up seth plenty of times, so he's well-equipped to dress any wounds you have as well

whisks you away from your own work by asking for small favors, and eventually sways you into sleeping; you notice his grasp on you is stronger and feels just a bit more protective

"listen, boo. i don't know where i'd be right now without you. and i don't need to know, that's not a life i want to live. you have done so much good for me, and i need you to know that you deserve the same things too. i can't just make this go away, and if i could i'd do it in a heartbeat. but if i can do anything at all for you, just say the word. i'll always be there, alright?"

Seth 🤎

he enjoys camping and hiking and such, so he's prepared to treat injuries as well! probably walks around with a first-aid kit and all, just in case

happy to serve as a distraction, if it's what you need; takes you on a drive through town on his motorcycle to clear your head

willing to do some of your work to take some weight off your shoulders

if your work is really urgent and it has to be done by you, he'll set you on his lap while you get your things completed

always sure to offer you some water when eating feels like too much

"if your urges ever get too strong, if you ever get too caught up in your own head, i want you to come find me. find me and i'll help you sort something out. things aren't okay right now, so i won't tell you that they are. but i will tell ya that they will be, eventually; and i need you to believe that. hold onto me, sugar, and i'll hold onto you real fuckin' tight."

Finn 💚

brews some hot tea and offers it to you when he notices you haven't eaten

"i'd like for you to at least have this, if food's too much at the moment. forcing it won't do any good though, so take your time."

has patched himself up a few times before (see his reverse comfort audio) so he's ready to tend to your wounds as well! first-aid kits really come in handy for these three

does his best to cheer you up with specially crafted bouquets for you (or flower crowns if that's your vibe)

very observant and notices when you start to overwork, so he'll drag you off on a walk to get you away from it all

"there's beauty in the little things too, orchid. you have made huge changes in my life, and i couldn't be more grateful. but small things you do for people you hardly know, those favors you do in passing? they add up to a whole other world of difference on their own. nothing would be the same without you here, and i need you to know that. your best will always be enough; and if your best today is a little less than it was yesterday, then so be it. you've done your part."

hope you're taking care of yourself, anon! wishing you lots of love and patient healing; my dms are opening for venting or anything of that nature ♡

[works-of-magic]

"so I need some advice on Caring misdreavus since as ya know, the water bucket lives in a haunted beach house in galar (I guess they got used to dealing with this sort of thing given their weird fuckin nature) one of their Pokemon teammates is basically an overgrown one that's apparently the big cheese of those Lil guys. As of right now it seems they ain't here and I'm stuck with the big one and a Geodude and a few of the wild ones" -Roya

@wyrdo01

Oh, hey Roya! So THAT'S Magic's role in the Misdreavus group. I hope Wyrdo's doing okay...

I spent awhile trying to take like 15 years of knowledge built on research and obsession and experience, and answer this without making a collegiate-length essay.

Honestly, Misdreavus are pretty self-sufficient, especially wild ones, and especially if they already have a social hierarchy established! There's not a lot you'll need to do for them.

Are they still nocturnal? Most wild Misdreavus (and all the wild ones I've met) don't want to be awake in the day. You don't want to shine bright lights on them while they're sleeping, they can get very grumpy and will probably try to run you out.

You should probably expect some unruly behavior. Wild Misdreavus (usually) aren't outright aggressive, but they do love playing tricks. (From what I understand, Wyrdo was subjected to this.) They won't hurt you! But it might be inconveniencing. If you can distract them, or entertain them otherwise, they might stop? They're independent, but also social enough that if you keep things interesting, they might even start to enjoy your company.

As for the ones in this particular situation: It's going to be... interesting. I don't know if Wyrdo's AI is advanced enough to create actual fear for the Misdreavus to feed on? Or energies to mimic it? If they haven't had any in awhile, they might be especially eager to spook you. They eat fear, you know? Misdreavus can feed off other Pokemon, but the ones I've discussed it with said human fear "tastes" better.

Then again, it's a rare ghost that will refuse free treats. They can eat normal food too, fear is just more entertaining. Wyrdo... probably doesn't eat? But I'm sure there should be food around for their other Pokemon, right? You could always offer treats as a peace offering. If they won't take it straight from you, make sure they see you leaving it out. They'll probably eat it eventually.

Is Magic still the "big cheese", even after joining Wyrdo's team? You could leverage that! If you gain Magic's trust and respect (which takes more work with Misdreavus than a lot of other species), the others might follow. Their social structures are really loose so it's not guaranteed they'll follow their leader, but at the very least, I'm sure Magic can communicate that you're not a threat. That should reduce the hassles.

[lulupen2023]

My very first BellDom Fic 18/23

awww, thanks for the hearts here and there *O* If you're reading, I hope you're laughing special thank youuu to the lovely chaoticbebop , also for the kudos on ao3, it means sooo much to me *O*

Summary:

Do you want to meet a Matthew who sees conspiracy everywhere (oh wait, this is not big news!) and is so fond of his trolley that he treats it like a sort of puppy? Do you want to meet a Dominic in love with… himself (and with Matt, too, of course!)? And do you want to meet a Chris who wants to prove to the world he's the most masculine guy ever… but is unavoidably attracted by every… female hobby? This is what you'll find in this story, among lots of BellDom and… craziness!

Summary of the chapter: Matt and Dom need a good plan…

Notes:

Warning: Lots of fluff and crazy stuff (Uh! I made it rhyme, lol!)

Chapter  XVIII: From Number Fifty-Seven!

WHAT'S THE WORST THAT I CAN SAY?

THINGS ARE BETTER IF I STAY

Matthew sings a cappella, at the end of their show, as he waves his hand and invites the crowd to do the same and also to sing along with him, at the Jobing.com Arena, the new tour date.

SO LONG AND GOODNIGHT, SO LONG AND GOODNIGHT

The crowd sings back as loud as they can, waving their hands even more than him, but for the frontman is not enough yet.

AND IF YOU CARRY ON THIS WAY

THINGS ARE BETTER IF I STAY

SO LONG AND GOODNIGHT, SO LONG AND GOODNIGHT

Matthew incites them with the second verse and this time the crowd sings along with him since the beginning.

Chris observes the whole scene dumbfounded, wondering which evil entity has possessed his friend to make him do such a thing.

Anyway, when he sees that Dominic seems to be very pleased by that and he is even laughing about it, he hopes that the drummer will promptly clarify things to him.

"Enjoy the rest of the show with My Chemical Romance! Thank you, Phonenix, see ya soon. Cheers!" Matthew greets the crowd, going towards the backstage as the other two follow him.

"I can't still believe I did that damn thing for real!" the singer comments, horrified.

"A payback is a payback!" Dominic states.

"Yeah, but it's unfair, I didn't even damage them at the show in Salt Lake City, at the very end; quite the contrary, people thought it was a joke and enjoyed that, laughing with them, not at them, as I wished!" Matt complains.

It's enough for the two lovers to see Chris's still confused face to understand what his question is, even before he asks them.

"Matt got the My Chemical Romance's guitars out of tune at the last show, that's why you heard that terrible noise at the beginning." Dom explains shortly as he glares at Matt.

"Yeah, and Mr. Fair here forced me to tell them the truth." Matt goes on, glaring back at Dom.

"Yeah, and the band looked for their more than deserved revenge. So they forced Matt to get the crowd ready for their arrival, singing a little bit of one of their most famous hits!" Dom concludes, glaring at Matt once again.

"So, that was one of *their* songs! I thought it was a new work in progress of yours and you hadn't told me about that. After all, you have the bloody tendency to hide so much stuff to me!" Chris strikes back as he glares at them both.

"Oh, c'mon, we told you everything at the end, didn't we? And we could never work on something new without letting you know about that!" Matthew assures him.

"Yep, except for the geezers' song." escapes from Dom's lips.

"Dominic! Damn you and your bloody mouth!" Matt snaps.

"Hey! If memory serves me right, yesterday you didn't complain at all about my bloody mouth!" Dom reminds to his boyfriend, making him blush.

Also Chris goes red... but with rage.

"What? Are you still working on that horror?" he roars.

"Can we just forget about the last minute and start it over again?" Dom attempts to ask them.

"No way!" Matt and Chris yell at him in unison.

"If only I had my time-machine!" the drummer mutters.

"Oh, c'mon, Chris, let's make a deal: you can work on a project on your own and Dom and I won't say a word!" the frontman tries to bargain.

"Don't you even try, Bells! Just abandon once for all this suicidal idea, you'll never make it! I'll warn every single recording studio in the world not to let you in, if I'm not with you; and if I see you two try something funny during one of our shows I'm gonna intervene, *violently* if necessary!" Chris threatens them and it works, of course.

"Ok, I got the message. " Matt ruefully surrenders.

"Gee, Chris, why do you have to be always such a pain in the ass? Plus, you're way too bloody serious!" Dominic snorts.

"I'm not serious, I'm just normal... but I can't say the same about you two!" the bassist defends himself. "And don't forget that Ricky from IV A is the coolest guy of the High School because he looks like me a little bit!" he adds before leaving, as he proudly remembers the diaries he read at Salt Lake City.

This time it's Dom and Matt who look dumbfounded, but they just decide to ignore that.

Plus, Dominic has something else to worry about.

"Sorry, Matt, I didn't do it on purpose..." he backs off prudently.

"But you did. When it's a matter to keep a secret you're worst than a gossiper!" Matt scolds him.

"You're right. I've been such a bad boy. I need a punishment." Dominic reckons.

"Yep, you do, so..." Matt agrees, but then he realizes the way the blond is looking at him. "Gee, Dom! You can't always turn everything into bloody sex! This is a serious issue!" he protests.

"But I'm bloody serious. Punish me!" Dom insists.

"Well, it doesn't work this way!" Matt grumbles.

"Why?"

"Because you don't look like someone who is gonna be punished." Matt makes him notice as he approaches him, still showing a serious and stern face.

"How do I look like then?" the drummer asks him, curious.

"Like someone who's gonna have a lot of fun!" the other strikes back

"Oh. And tell me, aint't so?" the blond wonders rhetorically as he resorts to his unfailing weapon.

As a matter of fact, Matt's harsh expression is replaced by a sexy smile.

"Damn you and your irresistible pout! Let's go to our room, can't wait to *punish* you!" the brunette growls as he drags his lover away with him.

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Since he has found at the Salt Lake City airport a handbook of crochet-hook that answered even to his deepest inquisitions, after buying it and hiding it from his friends, two days later, at Los Angeles, Chris can finally take advantage of that. He knows that he can dedicate some time to his beloved hobby without being disturbed.

Mostly because Dominic and Matthew have something else to do.

They're lying on the bed, placidly, taking advantage not only of the free morning, but of the free day at their whole disposal.

Matthew is searching around the web at random, with his laptop on his lap as he takes notes on his Hello Kitty notebook about the potential changes of their playlists.

Dom looks at him absently, since he's all engrossed in listening to his iPod.

He wishes with all his being that Matt had not the brilliant idea of tugging on an earphone and listening to the music with him, because no matter how tender that gesture would be, Matt would end up listening to something he violently dislikes; since it's one of My Chemical Romance's songs and, maybe for a trick of fate, it's just the one he had to sing a cappella at the end of their last show.

Luckily for Dom, Matt doesn't seem interested at all in joining to that listening. Out of the blue, the blond starts caring less about the music and more about his mate who is drawing doodles around the pink, tied ribbon of the kitten with the date of January 20th above.

Suddenly realization hits them both.

"Tomorrow it's a whole week since we've been shagging like rabbits!" Dom exclaims.

"Tomorrow it's a whole month since we've kissed for the very first time!" Matt exclaims at the same time, but that doesn't prevent them from hearing each other.

"Oh, what you said is much more romantic!" Dom recognizes with a sweet smile.

"But what you said is much more exciting!" Matt replies with a horny look.

"So, tomorrow we'll have a double important occasion to celebrate. We have to get ready pwopewly." the brunette goes on.

"A private party?" the blond realizes with an expectant look.

"Yep, a very, very private one, my dear!" the other confirms.

"But tomorrow we have the show!" Dom reminds to him. "So, how..."

"We have all day long to find a way to escape right after the show!" the singer winks at him.

"You're right. By the way, since it's almost midday, can we finally open the window or what?" Dom changes topic.

"Already? Why? Dark rooms with switched on lamps are so nice, even better if the lamps are replaced by candles." Matt protests.

"Well, unlike you, my dear vampire, I happen to like the sun!" Dom strikes back as he pulls the curtains and opens the window. "Now we can start. You know, I plan better in the sunlight!" he grins, as he bathes in the sunlight.

Too bad that his boyfriend is still busy recording in his brain his previous sentence.

"Vampire?" he repeats as a question.

"To begin with, you're so pale..."

"Said the Californian surfer!" Matt strikes back, sarcastically.

"Well, at least I have sunlamps sometimes... whatever! That's not the point! Back to what I was telling you, you always lurk in the shadows and you seem to be much more active at night ... almost as if you spent the day recharging your batteries... just like vampires do!" Dom goes on.

"But I don't recharge my batteries sleeping in a coffin!" the brunet points out.

"Well, this is irrelevant. Plus, sometimes you can be so, so evil. Just think about what you did to those poor, dear guys on stage!" Dominic reminds to him.

"What about what *they* did to *me*? Wasn't it evil as well?" Matt makes him notice.

"Nope, that was just fair!" the blond clarifies, before he starts staring at him with diffidence. "Hey, wait a minute. How can I be sure that you don't eat food just for cover?" Dom insinuates as he starts enjoying that a lot.

"I'm not a vampire, Dom! Quit it, bloody quit it!" a fiery Matt snaps.

"You said 'bloody ' which reminds to blood. So, you do are a vampire! You... you... VladyMatt!" Dom strikes back, enlightened.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Matt roars.

"But it's what you are. And you're even growling now, just like a proper vampire. VladyMatt, VladyMatt, VladyMatt!" Dom insisted, amused as a child who has just discovered the funniest game ever.

"If you don't quit it I'll call you SpiderDom!" the brunette says, thinking that he's threatening him.

"Oh, please, do it. I like that!" the blond reveals.

"What? That's not fair. You weren't supposed to like that..." his boyfriend pouts.

"But I really do and I'll tell you what. We should dress up like these characters when we... you know!" the drummer suggests.

"Really?" the guitarist wonders, very intrigued.

After all, Dominic doesn't know that he has been thinking about that eventuality for awhile.

"Yep. You should get a black and red velvet cape and talk to me with Transylvanian accent... that would turn me on so bad!" the blond whispers at his ear, as the brunette shivers in pleasure.

"Sounds bloody good. So, can I also tell you what to do?" Matt purrs at his ear, but Dom pushes him away.

"No way! You can't tell me anything. After all, SpiderDom has already captured VladyMatt in his web, hasn't he?" he moans languidly as he lies down on the bed and with his look invites his partner to join him.

"Hell yes, he has!" the other smiles, as he crawls slowly on his giggling lover and places a tender chaste kiss on his soft lips. "Now, Dommy, get ready, because I'm gonna show you how much *active* I can be even during the day!" he warns him, before they both vent to their endless desire.

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"Please, repeat. You are going to do... WHAT?!" Chris exclaims, so stunned that the titbit of steak that he took with his fork falls inexorably on the plate, along with the fork.

"Just what we said. Tomorrow, after the show, we're going to escape and go celebrate our first week sexually together!" Dom explains to him again, with a wide grin at the thought.

"And also our first month since our very first kiss!" Matt adds, grinning as well.

"That's why we need our time to celebrate." Dom states, as he cuts his fillet.

"The more time we have, the better. That's why we need to skip the fans' time, although there will be just a few people, since we're not the headliner here!" Matt retorts as he makes the red wine spin around his glass, slowly and widely, before sipping it.

"But you usually adore fans' time... both of you!" Chris makes them notice.

"Yep, but not tomorrow!" Dominic remarks.

"Oh, c'mon, all they ask for is a bunch of minutes to spend with us..." the bassist insists.

"Well, tomorrow all the bunch of minutes I have will be just and only at my Dom's disposal and there's no fan who can make me change my mind!" Matthew states resolutely.

"Gee, you're so mean!" Chris grumbles.

"Well, after all I'm VladyMatt, am not I?" the frontman sneers, glancing at the drummer.

"So, you do like it at the very end!" the blond figures out, enthusiastically.

"Yes, I admit I do... but just a little!" the brunet confesses.

Chris has no idea what they're babbling about, as he keeps turning his head to one and then to the other, as if he was watching a tennis match.

"How did you just call yourself and why?" he asks Matt. "No, wait. On second thought, I don't wanna know!" he corrects himself a few seconds later.

"Oh, c'mon, Chris, think about the positive side of the situation: if Matt and I are out of the game, you'll get all the fans' attention!" Dom makes him notice.

"Uh! Well, I hadn't thought about that..." the bassist answers, delighted by that idea, but then he jumps to another conclusion. "Are you hinting that I'll get all the fans' attention just because I'm the only one left? Have you mistaken me for a stopgap?" he wonders, insulted.

"No, never! How can you think such a terrible thing? You rule, you're awesome, you're great. Does Matt have to dedicate another song to you in order to convince you of that?" Dom replies.

"Nope. One is enough. Ok, I believe you. Just what am I supposed to say if some fans ask me why you're not there?" Chris asks them.

"Uhmm. Maybe you could tell them that our girlfriends made us a nice surprise and joined us during this date of the tour, so we want to spend as much time as we can with them." Dominic suggests.

"We couldn't be more liar than that!" Matthew shakes his head.

"So? Do you have a better idea, maybe?" Dom asks him.

"I'm not saying that I don't agree!" the other points out.

"So, Chris, we can trust you, can't we?" Dom needs confirmation.

"Yep, but don't you dare complain if from tomorrow on all our fans will ditch you to spend their time with me!" Chris smirks.

"One more thing; Tom will never know about it, promise to me!" Matthew asks as he can already picture in his mind a never ending lecture from their manager.

"Oh, Matty, now we have to find the perfect plan to escape tomorrow!" Dom incites him.

"Why? Haven't you thought about it in the morning?" Chris asks them.

"Oh, no, we've spent the whole morning..." the blond informs him, but Chris immediately stops him, raising his hand.

"Please, shut up, this is another thing I absolutely don't wanna know!" he clarifies, before he leaves the room and after awhile also the other two follow his example.

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Saying that he needs his space sometimes, Dom spends the afternoon hanging around the town, going shopping, but mostly staring at himself from every shop-window Los Angeles has to offer him.

Matthew agrees without any problem, also because he has a pretty busy afternoon to deal with.

This was the fifth travel Dom made with Pinkie, so now his rightful owner has finally taken possession of his beloved trolley again.

He goes towards the bedroom, holding some tubes of red glitter and a set of golden wheels, ready to celebrate its return in the way he had promised to it.

He takes it from the closet, very carefully, and places it on an armchair.

"C'mon, Pinkie, let's get the party started!" he announces and the most worrying thing is that he's pretty sure that he's not just talking to himself!

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After they had their dinner, Chris stays in the hall, entertaining himself with the barmen and some of the customers of the hotel, as Matthew and Dominic come back to their room.

The blond opens a drawer and takes a scratch pad and a blue felt-tip pen, as he starts writing 'Escape'.

No, they're not restudying that famous song of the Showbiz era.

As they have already decided, they're just plotting their way of escape.

Instead of writing, the brunette prefers drawing.

"So, we are these two.. " Matthew explains as he sketches in a very childish way two guys who are holding their hands, with a little heart in the middle.

"Aawww!" the blond melts down.

"And this is the Arena..." Matt goes on, turning page and drawing a circle with lots of rays that symbolize the several exits, but then he realizes that Dom isn't even looking at him anymore.

Following his gaze, he realizes what has drawn his attention so much.

"Gee, Dom, stop staring the sketch about us!" he reprimands him.

"I can't, you made me gorgeous even in this drawing!" the other states.

"Oh, c'mon, you don't even know which one is you!" the frontman teases him.

"Hell yeah I do, I'm the one on the left. To begin with, he's the taller one." he explains, turning the sketch towards Matt in order to make him see it better. "Then, the one on the right has crazier hair, see?" he goes on, snatching the felt-tip pen from his lover's hand and adding spiky and messy hair on the sketched out guy on the right. "And finally, didn't you notice that? The one on the left is holding drumsticks!" he concludes, drawing said drumstick in the guy on the left's free hand.

And then he admires his artwork very pleased.

"Dom, you're impossible!" Matt rolls his eyes.

"Well, we were plotting, weren't we?" the blond changes topic.

"Yeah..." the other replies, turning pages again. "So, these are the exits... how are we supposed to leave?" he wonders. "And please, don't you even try to name your bloody time-machine!" he summons him immediately after.

"Ok, also because the time-machine wouldn't help this time. C'mon, let's concentrate, we need an idea, a very good one!" Dom comments.

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"For the last time, Matthew, no, no, and fucking NO!" Dom snaps after more than three quarters an hour of the brunette's impracticable suggestions.

"But why? It would be genial!" the other protests.

"It's impossible. We can't have a sort of spaceship and take off directly from the stage. We can't have the damned space skateboards you would also like to use at Wembley. And, mostly, there's no bloody, damn, sodding paralyzing ray that we can use on the crowd!" Dom explains to him, not very patiently.

"It would be so fun!" Matthew sighs unhappily and then he concentrates on the sketch of the Arena again, with the blond.

"Well, I bet that everyone expects us to get out from the exit number One... " Matt starts reckoning seriously.

"Or from the last one. It also would make sense." Dom adds and the other nods, before realization hits him.

"Let's go out from number Fifty-Seven!" the brunet exclaims.

"Why just from number Fifty-Seven?" Dom asks him.

"Because no one expects that. Plus, it's far from both of the main exits. It's a number like the others, nothing special. So, as everyone will wait for us at the main exits..."

"We'll escape from number Fifty-Seven! Yeah, that's brilliant!" Dominic rejoices.

"I'm sure it will work!" the other smiles.

"I think so, too. So, now that we made our plans... can I resume staring at my sketched out version?" the blond asks him eagerly and Matt is just too worn out to complain, so he lets his boyfriend do as he pleases.

TBC

What can I say? All the stuff involving VladyMatt and the infamous Number Fifty-Seven comes from the Muse Show at Verona in 2007, more specifically from all the absurdities my friends and I babbled about on our way back (but VladyMatt popped out from my degenerated mind... and I'm scarily proud of that, lol!)

Of course, I preferred to meet the dear guys instead of receiving this mad inspiration, but... whatever, lol!

Well, in case you didn't notice, I have a thing for Vampire! Matt... but you can't know, not here, at least, I've never posted 'Just a little bit' here ...

You know, I guess this is one of my favourite chapters of the whole fic, so I really, really hope you'll like it! ;)

[fangirlies]

BESTIE YOU WON'T BELIEVE IT BUT THAT REQUEST WITH OLDER XAVIER WAS MINE YJWTKATKATKTAKTAKATK AAAAAAA

I'M SO HAPPY WITH IT!! I knew who to entrust it! Omg😭😭😭 it really made my day and made me so soft and happy. Thank you! You're killing it again! When I sent this, request I was at quite a low point and it was quite a struggle (still is tbh) and I just wanted something THIS comforting, peaceful and serene AND YOU SERVED IT!! And Lover by Taylor?? THAT'S LITERALLY ONE OF MY FAVOURITE SONGS BY HER! I think it's right next to Paper rings. Sometimes I like something romantic hahaha. Well, that was definitely a treat! Teasing, cocky, but soft Xavier> > > > > 💜 And also oldet Xavier out of Nevermore just hits differently. Give me that man! That fic is amazing, bestie! I hope you feel your pretty forhead getting kissed.

Regarding bugs😰 I FEEL YOU. I literally cannot function when I see even one of them. I don't care if they're harmless, they harm me on every emotional lvl just with their presence. But grasshoppers are the worst😭😭 why these mf have to be so creepy and also jump so high??

I'm majoring in a linguistic of some sorts. I've just always loved English and wanted to have it more present in my life, but at my college, at least my major, really sucks.

Not us just clowning on Xavier's name lmao😂 imagine annoying him with that. I would've had a blust lmao

AGAIN THANK FOR MAKING MY REQUEST SOSOSO GOOD! LOVE YOU

- elliot anon

NAUR BESTIE THIS IS SO FUNNY! MAKES IT EVEN MORE SPECIAL TO KNOW TOU REQUESTED IT BEFORE EVEN BEING KNOWN AS MY ELLIOT ANON. I was literally in the deepest writers block and even considered deleting my blog but thanks to yours and many others that literally dragged me out of it with your requests!

I know what it feels like to come on here and escape things you’re facing in real life. Tumblr and all of you are safe place. Thank you for trusting me to fulfill something you had in mind and I’m so glad it brought you some sort of comfort. Wish I can do more on my part but you know I’m always here to listen. I certainly imagine xavier a cocky and annoying boyfriend and I feel like I did a good job of it on this one shot! I’m lowkey proud of it! I definitely felt your lil kiss<33

Gross I can’t even relive my experience last night. And are grasshoppers a big deal where you are? I don’t think I’ve ever seen one in real life 💀 I hear them and they’re kinda relaxing but I would DIEE if i witnessed it jump.

Ooo it sounds like a fun major, ya know besides it not being so great at your college :( what other languages do you know/speak?

You would definitely have a field day 😭😭 but imagine him acting all annoyed about it but deep down he enjoys hearing your laugh and would let you clown him just to keep that smile on your face. I’ll see myself out bestie I’m sorry.

[monstermaster13]

Becoming Aykroyd Dan Aykroyd TF. NOTE: This is a tf story told from my character's point of view of my character into Dan Aykroyd and this is all based on personal experiences, experiences i've had and it also explains a lot about me as a person.  And this is also based on numerous dreams and thoughts I have had. This is also sort of a follow-up to Becoming Stallone and Becoming Walken in some way.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How do I describe what my work is like as a whole? Well... let's put this way, my work is often varied, sometimes it's too unusual for some people to handle and sometimes it's just right. But that's just me. Of course you know who I am by now. I am Nathan Forester aka Monstermaster13 and  i've been a Deviant for 9 years and whew...what a ride it has been so far,  I have been through many faces and phases in the past selection of years but I think the form of myself is the best I have ever had.  I have been sharing my stories with you for several years and some of you - actually not some, all of you...really like them, i've gone from being a Daloli-verse's favorite target to being a darling over the course of several years.  Does my work make sense?  Not really.  You're not going to come into my story and expect to receive a grand masterpiece that Steven Spielberg would be jealous of,  what you see is what you're get.  Yes, i'm weird but hey...aren't we all?  My work doesn't have any deep subtext to it, it is just unapologetic-ally me.  Who said that my work needs to have some inner meaning to it?  That one guy who said 'I used to like Nathan's work but then I realized there's no story to it and there's just a bunch of references to movies and shows that he knows and TVTropes jargon with some thinly veiled attempts at pseudo-revenge-fics'?  that one guy should have known better than to say that because it made him come across as a traitor.  'He claims to be a fan of mine but he dared to bash me like that? Hmph. How dare he treat me like i'm an ex-girlfriend of his! How dare he treat me like i'm the Russell Brand to his Katy Perry!'.

Of course my interest in transformations and monsters was all kickstarted thanks to a little show called Big Wolf On Campus.  Ah yes, that show made want to become a real werecreature myself like Tommy Dawkins. In actuality I was and still am basically more like Merton.  I even cosplayed as a BWOC style werewolf, granted my makeup artist skills weren't perfect...I really hope to get better one day.  And then I also discovered Buffy.  Of course my major kickstart into the transformation sub-genre and horror in general was An American Werewolf In London, good ol John Landis, my favorite director.   I used to work at a library and one thing that always brought me closer to discover who I would soon become was the shelf with all the Goosebumps and Animorphs books.  The covers of the latter inspired me to want to do my own morphs,  however...mine didn't turn out so good.  It's hard to find good enough morphing programs that mimic the style of the covers ya know.  'Sometimes you just gotta make do with what you've got'...and that's exactly what I do, i'm an actor...actors improvise and brainstorm,  it helps to inspire myself and others.

I had always been socially awkward, weird and shy...a theater geek who had a history of performing on stage in many of the local theater productions in my neighborhood.  My very first gig was playing as a snowman. No, I was not Olaf but I was a pretty damn cute singing snowman,  then I was a choir member in the local production of Joseph. Not a bad gig but we all know I should have played Joseph or Pharaoh. Pharaoh has the best songs after all. But the funny thing is, as much as I love performing in front of others,  i'm usually quite shy about it.  Even though I love to perform, I have always been a bit nervous about showcasing my talents,  I tend to be my own worst critic at times when it comes to judging my own singing and acting.  Most people don't seem to get that about me,  I don't ask for anything much, just a chance to show what i'm good at.  And what i'm good at is cheering people up. Flash-forward though to the current day,  it was Tuesday the 5th of May 2020 and there I was, in the lovely bedroom I had in my secondary home.  Because of the Coronavirus epidemic, everyone pretty much had to quarantine themselves up and keep themselves safe, which is what I was doing. That night, I was in my bed which I had customized to my specifications with a coffin/bat theme but with a neon red color and I was listening to classical music on my favorite radio station.   As I slept though I kept having wild dreams about Dan Aykroyd, not just about him but about wanting to be him,  wanting to turn into him...but why? I awoke from one of the dreams stretching my arms and pondering to myself.  'What is with me and these weird Aykroyd dreams recently? Why do I keep dreaming about becoming him?' I was puzzled as to what this meant so I thought for a few seconds.   All I seemed to think about was the dreams...'Wait, how exactly is this possible? I want to actually turn into Dan Aykroyd? But how? How is this possible?' I was perplexed, I didn't say anything about it because my peers would probably think I am weird. Well weirder than usual given my transformation powers and all.   I blushed, thinking about those dreams and also about that one...of Aykroyd as a ghost,  I swore I could still see him and that he was following me. I rubbed my eyes just to be sure,  and a few seconds later...he materialized right behind me. 'Hello, Nathan.'  'Dan! What the, how the? Am I dreaming again?'  'I've come here to help you.' 'That's good but what with?'  'Well I heard...' 'Wait...you heard about the dreams?'  

"Yes,  I have. And I don't think it's that embarrassing."

"Really?  But I don't know how to feel about this.  I mean I keep thinking about the idea of turning into you and it's bizarre.  I have this dream about you possessing me and I turn into you that way.  It feels unusual. But yet...oddly natural."

"Like you were meant to be like that?"

"Yes...like i'm just like you."

As odd as that sounded,  I realized how much I shared in common with Dan. Similar interests, social outcast, love of music..everything about me sounded exactly like Dan personality-wise, but how....it was like I was looking into a mirror, albeit a mirror from another parallel universe or dimension in which the reflection is Dan Aykroyd and not myself but still a mirror nonetheless, although who is to say that transdimensional mirrors don't exist?  Oh dear, I just realized just how Aykroydian that sounded.  Then again, it's plausible.  I looked over at Dan and then blushed, he chuckled. 'It's alright, there's no need to feel embarrassed.'  'What do you mean?' 'Well..I think it's cute that you want to become like me.' Dan scratched his chin for a few seconds, and then got an idea. 'What's your idea?' 'Well you write a lot of possession stories, how would you like to become me via possession?' 'You can do that?' 'Well of course I can. I can show you if you like.'  I was reluctant, but since I was eager to learn how he could do such things I watched as he took on translucent form and then gestured to me to open wide, which I did...I opened my mouth as he dove into it and down my throat,  possessing me in the process. 'Okay, now that you've possessed me. What's going to happen?'

Just as I was about to follow up on that question, I felt a little bit uneasy as my stomach gurgled and also swelled up, the process of morphing is a funny thing really but it' really fascinating also the very process of shifting from one form into another one physically and sometimes mentally really does teach you a few or two about yourself.  My chest and torso slowly puffed up too as my arms broadened and my hands enlarged.  My skin became a bit clearer and healthier as I examined my physique.  

You know,  I never got why they made a big deal out of Dan's weight in recent years...I mean it wasn't like he was always like this or anything.  I examined myself a little bit more as I saw my clothing changing into a sleek looking suit with a black leather jacket like the types you see bikers and rockstars wear,  fitting considering who I was turning into.   Several small selections of brown hairs slowly spread across my belly and the top of my chest and also on my arms,  I was never one for shaving anyway and even when I did shave it usually was just because I didn't want to look like a homeless person or like i'm the bastard son of Bigfoot. I chuckled a little bit as I could pretty much hear Dan's voice in my head and hey...i'm used to hearing voices, and so is he. I watched as my legs altered and my feet slowly contorted a little in size,  two of the toes on both of my feet becoming webbed.  If I had green skin and a long tongue I could possibly pass myself off as a human/amphibian hybrid,  as my rear grew a couple of sizes and plumped up.  Aaaaw...look at how softy and squishy I was becoming, I always knew he was the adorable one.  My back broadened as I shot up in height to 6'1, my shoulders broadening in the process.

"Hey...this isn't so bad."

"I told ya you'd like it."

Seeing my much bigger body made me feel a little bit warm and fuzzy,  then again...it was like I was discovering my twin and who I was, as my neckline lengthened and my hair slowly darkened, shortening and becoming a bit wavier. My ears grew up a couple of sizes as my forehead enlarged and my eyebrows thickened, my eyes widening and giving me a sweet, doe-eyed innocent look.  Ah, there it is...the ol Aykroyd doe-eyes, those adorable innocent eyes of his..is it any wonder why Ray Stantz is the heart of the Ghostbusters? He's just a big ol adorkable sweetie pie with those eyes, optimism and that adorable innocent personality.  I already had similarities to Aykroyd due to my introverted nature and love of performing, but this just proved that this was like a role I was born to play. Like any good actor, it took me several years before I could find a character and a 'role' that spoke to me but now I think I have found it.  

I noticed an interesting change going on with my eyes as one of them remained brown while the other turned green, I instinctively raised one of them and chuckled as my nose broadened, a small cleft materializing in the middle of it...it itched but I resisted the urge to scratch it.  My lips puckered a little to become a bit more kissable as my face rounded out a bit,  my teeth brightening in the process.  I had never been one to pay much attention to my teeth, normally because of how self conscious I was and I thought the teeth I had before I had them fixed made me look too much like a mutant  rat-monster with a bad case of snaggletooth and if you asked me back then how I felt about them I would have been lying through my teeth, pardon the pun if I said that I liked them.  Part of me always wanted to have fangs. Then again considering all those body modification cases I have seen where people spends hundreds of dollars on surgery to make themselves look like something else only to resemble something that looks like something out of someone's nightmares,  i'm glad I skipped out on that.   Appearances don't really mean anything to me,  it's what on the insides that counts as in one's own personal inner being and who we are on the inside.  

Besides,  my personality was what I was focusing on as my features slowly morphed and reshaped themselves,  which I admit definitely tickled...morphing into a perfect likeness of Aykroyd's features,  I gotta admit he always did look pretty good, yeah I never got the 'he stopped being cool/funny once he became overweight' thing.   I like Aykroyd regardless of what he looks like because after all he is my celebrity twin personality-wise.  And now I was his twin appearance-wise.

I always had viewed Aykroyd as my twin and now it was literally true since I looked exactly like him,  it was like looking into a mirror...granted, it was a mirror in a parallel dimension but a mirror nonetheless..and who is to say that among the countless universes out there in the world including the one that we exist in that mirrors where we see ourselves as someone we admire don't exist?  And oh my...there I go again with the Aykroydisms.  I guess the similarities to him are already pretty prominent and i'm just realizing that in the group of friends I was meant to be the Aykroyd of that group,  yes we had a Murray and a Belushi but thank goodness we didn't have a Chevy,  having a Chevy in the group would have been an absolutely intolerable nightmare of almost monstrous world-destroying proportions.  And heh heh...there I go again.  I have not even completed the process and I haven't stopped taking on Aykroydian traits. There was a tingling sensation in my throat as my voice deepened and altered, smoothening and contorting to become similar to my appearance, developing the corresponding mannerisms to go with my appearance, basically I resembled Dan Aykroyd and now sounded like him,  my accent becoming a Canadian one as my mind and personality altered.

My memories,  mind and personality were all shifting to go with my appearance and voice which was a very striking and fitting match for Aykroyd's own, as I was remember being in all of the movies he was in and also his history at working as a Second City and SNL alumni and of course the memories of growing up in Ottawa and getting really into the paranormal.  And of a dear friend of mine...ah, I remember him...his name was John Belushi as I recalled and he to me..was like a brother,  even though he wasn't related to me...I felt like he could have been.  A few seconds later my transformation was completed and I was now Dan Aykroyd which fits me because as I mentioned earlier...he is my twin.  'How do you feel?'  'I feel good..this feels natural.' 'Well of course it is,  because it is like we are one and the same.'  'Now that you mention that, yes.

"Woah...this is actually reaallly interesting."

"I told you that you would like it."

"And you were right, what you have is a gift."

"Ah,  you mean what WE have is a gift...what WE have."

"Right...oops, sorry."

"No need to apologize,  everything's alright here."

"So what do we do now?"

"Embrace it of course, you're me...we're one and the same."

"Aye aye captain Aykroyd!"

And thus with that I decided to share my gift with my online friends and with some of my monster roommates, spending a night or two as Dan's twin was definitely worth it and I got to make several new friends in the process. I had finally found the role that I had been born to take on and that role or in this case form was Dan Aykroyd, and it's a very fitting role. I mean i'm socially awkward and adorkable with a love of music so it's a natural fit,  and also being a theater geek definitely helped with it...what can I say,  it may have taken several years for me to find the perfect role that fits but now I found one that is just about perfect and it's the role i've always wanted.  After all,  who wouldn't want to have an Aykroyd with them?   Aykroyd types are always loyal and true to themselves and that's what I am.  I'm a real soul-man, and yeah i'm odd but I think you'll love me once you get to know me and throw any and all misconceptions about me that you have picked up from sites,  because while I may be weird...i'm happy with who I am and i'm not changing that for anything, after all i'm a man with a mission, got some serious style.  You know that song by the Eurythmics? Oh you know the one...'you can fool with your brother, but don't mess with the missionary man.'  Well,  my mother told me good and she told me strong...she said 'be true to yourself and you can't go wrong'.  But there's one thing that you must understand, you can fool with my friends and my family...but don't you mess with the missionary man, and i'm that missionary man.

[unavernales]

as much as farrah's appetite threatens to be eviscerated at the mention of serghei having his face sat on, she blinks away the visual with a horrified shudder and focuses on the prospect of food, instead. food, which had become infinitely more palatable ever since aaron came into her life. full fat desserts, meat and potatoes, snacks that didn't brag about the lack of calories in them: all of it, especially if fed to her by aaron, was becoming something farrah craved. she couldn't even mind the way her tops and skirts and dresses seemed to fit a bit tighter, especially when aaron made it obvious that that he was not the least bit disappointed at her filling out her clothes. how could she possibly feel bad when she was enjoying eating food for the first time in her life? there was no shame to be had, especially when her boyfriend was happy to spoil her with treats of all sorts.

"i did~!" she hums and smiles because aaron always listens to her. even if she's making zero sense. "both sound, like, so delicious, ya know? oh! and the pulled pork comes with the fancy bread." bread! imagine farrah willingly eating bread! serghei sits back in his seat, observing carefully and almost in awe. getting farrah to eat was usually a herculean effort. serghei was sure she only ate when he came to visit her, and pestered her about needing something other than those stupid zero sugar starbucks drinks. this seemed to be changing.

"get both. not like i can't afford it." serghei pipes in suddenly. this statement means two things in farrah's mind.

serghei was paying for the whole meal. with farrah's exes, serghei would always pay for his own and leave her boyfriends to squander together enough money to pay for farrah and his meals. inevitably, they would look at farrah sheepishly and request that she cover it this time. this would result in an immediate failure in serghei's mind, no matter how well the night had gone before then.

serghei approved of... something in aaron. something that he hadn't approved of in previous boyfriends.

the blonde smiles, little and genuine and reserved just for her brother, who gives a small shrug.

"okay~! i'll get both. you promise you're gonna eat my asparagus?" she pouts at aaron. "what are you gonna eat? the pasta is, like, super extravagant. the chefs are all from france and italy and stuff, so it's super legit. there's also the prime rib. serghei always orders that. it's probably not as good as the steak you make me, though." noticing his fidgeting, she takes his hand in hers and begins to massage his fingers the way she does when she gives him a manicure, or when he comes home from lifting.

"aaron is, like, so good at cooking. he's like bobby flay. but hot, ya know? and he bakes these brownies that we top with ice cream and this chocolate sauce he makes. ugh. so good. " the blonde can't help but brag! she loves bragging about aaron and how good he is to her. how strong and kind and sweet he is. she's also fond of bragging about how good he is in bed, but that's not appropriate dinner conversation.

"oh yeah?" serghei replies, genuinely impressed. he's looking at aaron carefully now, reading him.

farrah puts the menu between her and aaron, teasing that she doesn't want her boyfriend to hear her next conspiracy.

"he's trying to make me fat," she mouths and serghei actually chuckles at that. honest to god chuckles.

"maybe we should come over some day and see how good of a cook you are." the elder dhampir addresses aaron directly this time. now that would be a real test. also, was serghei saying that he hoped to see aaron and farrah together after this ordeal? yes.

unavernales​:

while noori meows and purrs for the attention of the waiter, serghei pulls his kitten flush to his side. the dhampir is well aware of the fact that, true to his nature, noori loved to toy with his prey. whether it be serghei or the waiter or both, noori found delight in the press of his claws and teeth, drawing blood calculatingly but not fatally. serghei adores it. although his grumblings and temper would have others believing the contrary, the dhampir was a sucker for noori’s sadism. his sweet, deadly kitten. such things only made serghei want to spoil him further.

“chardonnay,” he tells the waiter once he’s pressed a kiss behind noori’s ear.

“would you like that aged, sir?” the waiter doesn’t even dare let his eyes wander to farrah or aaron, deathly afraid of serghei’s wrath.

“fresh.” he liked how noori tasted when he drank the fruitier, sweeter stuff. and serghei was intent on ravishing noori once the date was over. he loved when noori wore all his little trinkets and gold. looked the prettiest under the lighting of serghei’s master bedroom in nothing but precious metal and diamonds. the thought alone makes serghei tease fingers at the waistband of noori’s pants. he had been disappointed that noori hadn’t worn shorts– or something that flashed a little more skin– but it would no doubt get him in a sour mood because he hated the thought of anyone seeing parts of noori that were meant only for serghei.

as the waiter gave serghei a small menu and reassurances that the drinks would be out as soon as possible, farrah thumbs over aaron’s cheek with a small pout. she knows that serghei is irrationally harsh without much provocation, nevermind when it came to his faux sister. aaron was taking it well, though, and the blonde knows that he’s enduring it all just to make her happy. she chases his lips for another quick kiss and leans in to whisper into aaron’s ear.

“i want you to cum in all of my holes at the end of the night.” her voice is light and promising, and she pulls away with a giggle. sensing tomfoolery afoot, serghei successfully kicks her under the table with a steel toed boot. she jolts, hissing in pain before picking up the nearest thing (a fork) and throwing it at him. serghei, feigning innocence, dodges and rips the fork out of the plush seating behind him.

“what the fuck is the matter with you?” serghei asks, all too knowledgeable on what the fuck is the matter with farrah.

farrah looks to noori. “he’s so fucking annoying. how do you deal with him?”

“stop being dramatic and figure out what goddamn salad you’re going to eat,” serghei retorts and tosses the menu the young dhampir’s way.

it was always a salad with farrah. at least, it had been in the past. her loser exes had always steered her towards the lighter options. always treated her like she was some barbie doll that they needed to upkeep. as if a decent meal would render her unloveable. it was something that pissed serghei off to no end. however, he cannot help but notice that farrah has color in her cheeks that isn’t makeup. a lively look in her eyes and a decent amount of meat on her bones. she was eating. regularly. dhampirs didn’t need to eat, and she had been purposefully starved at the beginning of her turning, so she had horrid habits when it came to food. just because they had no need to eat to survive didn’t mean that food wasn’t good for them. serghei ate regularly to keep up strength and appearances. it seemed as if farrah was finally feeding herself (or being fed) properly.

so it is no less than shocking for farrah to look at the menu with genuine curiosity.

“ooooh, beef ribs sounds pretty good, yeah?” she muses and looks to aaron. not necessarily for validation, but simply for input. “but i don’t like asparagus…”

serghei’s brow furrows, watching them talk. watching farrah talking to her boyfriend about eating meat.

Ah yeah, Serghei holds tighter onto him. Which means, whatever he is doing, it’s successful in one way. Though he wanted to be the reason for a little bloodbath, he for sure is content enough with being held like this an so his hand just squeezes Sergheis thigh shortly. He doesn’t need to say anymore and he honestly loves that. There is something hot about a man that knows him so well, making just the right decisions for him, ordering... humiliating staff into doing extra work. The kiss behind his ear causes the cat to smirk and he ends up turning his head, making short eye contact before he indeed just kisses Serghei, keeping the dhampir from being able to give more answers and also making the waiter feel like he was horribly third wheeling. Oh he worked hard on getting absolutely abused in the bedroom later. There is a short nip he does to Sergheis lip before he pulls of, his nose shortly brushing the dhampirs nose before his full attention is back on the couple ahead from him. He wouldn’t need to check the menu, because Serghei had made sure they got everything he wanted on there. The tuna tartar as an appetizer, a sweet and spicy salmon dish as the main course. His fine ears pick up on Farrahs words easily and it simply causes the cat to smile wider. 

Aaron on the other hand finds himself surprised by those words, his brows raise the tiniest bit and he finds himself swallowing hard. Fuck. Serghei gets to react before he does though and he actually is a tiny little bit thankful. He is too horny for that. Farrah makes him feel like that 24/7 horny boy he had been when he was in his teen years, always a boner... oh yeah, she has him back in that pathetic state. And so his arms also just holds tighter onto her, as to let Farrah know his approval. 

“Once you sit on his face he isn’t annoying at all.” It’s this moment that Noori realizes there is some tuna tartar left that his attention goes back to the bowl, it helps with ignoring the fact that Aaron started tapping some of his fingers in a nervous way against the table. Just a subtle little thumping noise. The slight discomfort of the situation had Aarons ADHD act up, in a rather subtle way but still, it’s there, noticeable for everyone seated on this table. 

Salad? Aaron shortly glares at Serghei. Was this jerk requesting for Farrah to eat a salad? He’s quick to get angry over a comment like this, absolutely misinterpreting it. But he doesn’t want to cause a scene and so he just decides to get a look at the menu, so they could decide on what to have. He was hungry... and he would make sure there wouldn’t be a damn salad ordered. “Beef ribs indeed sound amazing. I can eat your asparagus, if you want to order the ribs anyways, babygirl.” His naturally supportive nature kicks in so easily with her. “Though, they also have pulled pork, see. Didn’t you like, mention pulled pork a few days ago?” He stops tapping his fingers against the counter and instead his fingers fidget with one another slowly. He shortly turns his head to smell Farrahs hair, sighs softly... and feels much more relaxed. She has that effect on him.