#i was mostly in the back of the crowd but yeet

[obsessivevoidkitten]

That Time You Got Yeeted Into Another World, Mistaken as a God-Sent Gift, and Used as a Prize in an Arena

Yandere Bear-Man Dilf x Gender Neutral Reader

CW: Noncon, framed for a crime, language barrier, eaten out like it's groceries, biting, scent marking, musk, combat, general yandere behavior

Word Count: 765

(Speed written out of nowhere because I had the idea suddenly, not beta read so please forgive any mistakes. I hope you guys like this ficlet. Also forgive the title, in a game I was playing there was a crossover with "That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime" and I liked the vibe of the title.)

You were framed for a crime you didn't commit and in your village the punishment for that crime was immediate exile via being shoved down a steep crater in the center of which is a one-way portal to what is thought to be Hell.

What no one on your side of the portal knew was that on the other side was just another world. A world that celebrated with a great holiday anytime a human came through the portal. It was also a world populated entirely, with the exception of humans who crossed over, by human-like beast hybrids.

Driders, lion hybrids, nagas, aqrabuamelu (scorpion-men), harpies, dog people, centaurs, minotaurs, gnolls, and many other races that seemed to be part human. 

They have a connecting portal in their universe, but any who try to go into it are spat back out. The current went only in one direction.

Every few years, a human would be flung forth from the portal, a gift from the gods! But only the worthy can keep such a gift. So whenever a human comes to the realm from the watcher of the portal will ring the bells and all the warriors assemble and a grand tournament is held at the arena. Whoever wins gets to keep the human and gains enough wealth to care for them properly.

Things are no different when you arrive, you are immediately ushered away, examined, and pampered like a prize doll with no agency. Despite your objections. It seems like only the keeper of the portal has any rudimentary undestanding of your language, not that it helped you. He didn't explain much and his speech wasn't that great. Something about... a big game?

You were naturally frightened beyond all reason, seeing all these beast-men, but it didn't seem like you were being harmed. It really wasn't what you thought hell was going to be like. 

On the day of the big tournament, you were dressed in the finest silks, given a tiny crown of silver, and taken to the best seat in the arena. One where everyone could see you. A cushioned throne was provided for you to sit upon. You figured that this must be a ceremony to welcome people from the portal.

You watched as all the combatants sparred. At first you were horrified, but it became evident that people could yield and death was, almost always, avoided. There were combatants of every variety. 

Even from the start the best seemed to be a naga woman named Eeris and a bear-man named Brakwen. As they advanced through the fights they both finally made it to the finals where they'd clash. Eeris favored twin daggers and fangs while Brakwen used claws and brute strength. He had a sword but had not resorted to using it. 

It was a mighty battle but Brakwen the bear-man managed to win. You still did not yet realize you were the prize. Not until you were escorted down to him and were carried bridal style out of the arena with the crowd cheering. Brakwen had won the god's favor!

From close up he looked even more imposing. He seemed to be in his late 30s to early 40s. He mostly looked like a hairy man from far away though up close his massive size, sharp teeth, claws, thick fur covering his arms and quite frankly adorable bear ears, gave him away. He was rugged but admittedly rather handsome. You knew there was nothing you could do so you let him carry you away. 

Despite the language barrier, Brakwen did his best to please his god-given prize. He could tell you feared him. Especially since you tried to run off a few times. But Brakwen didn't get angry. You never even managed to get past the door. Even if you did there were two gates outside the house. You were far too valuable to let wander off. 

Eventually when you had stopped running off, and when his rut demanded he wait no longer, he began acting a bot more aggressove and sexual towards you. 

Though you tried to stop him it ended with him stretching out your hole with his powerful tongue, lubing you up with his copious amounts of drool, and sliding into you with his massive musky cock.

That's what your life was now. Being treated like a fragile precious gem most of the time and then for one week out of every month you were fucked full of hot bear cum in every possible position, bitten possessively, and scent marked by being forced to wear his oversized clothing. 

[bun-lapin]

Hello!

If requests are still open, I'd like to yeet over a request. Hear me out: the reder gives spelldrive club bois and the track club bois a kiss on the cheek after a successful game/track meet

Hello there! Thanks so much for this request~! I loved thinking about the viewpoint of a reader who really supports their athletic friends and shows it with a little kiss. Gotta give some love and credit to our boys in the athletic clubs lol I went for a mostly silly, lighthearted platonic mood for this one with some sprinkles of flirtation. Hope you enjoy~ <3

CW: gn!reader, cheek kiss, friendship, some flirtation, silliness, fluff

The crowd around you erupts into a sudden roar of cheers and celebratory shouting. The match is finally over and the athletes begin making their way off of the sports field towards the sidelines. Walking quickly towards the field, you keep your sights on a familiar figure. As soon as you get close enough, you throw your arms around him and excitedly shout, "You won! Congratulations! I'm so proud of you!" With a grin on your face, you quickly press a kiss against his cheek.

🦁 Leona:

Leona initially looks very surprised when he feels your kiss against his cheek. With wide, green eyes, he just stares at you for a few seconds, one ear twitching and his tail swishing wildly behind him. However, he quickly regains his composure and then smiles smugly at you. He slightly turns his head to the side and silently taps a finger against the cheek that you didn't kiss. You laugh and place a kiss on the side of his face that he offers you. As your lips brush against his cheek, you hear Leona let out a happy, satisfied sigh from deep in his throat that sounds almost like purring.

🍩 Ruggie:

Ruggie’s face immediately breaks into a lighthearted, beaming grin when you kiss his cheek. As you take a step back, you see that his blue-gray eyes are sparkling with excited gratitude, as if you had just presented him with a giant platter of his favorite donuts. Letting out a hissing, giddy laugh through his teeth, he jokes, “Wow! What a great present to celebrate our win! I wonder how much better I’ll have to play in the next match to qualify for a kiss on the lips?” Ruggie then makes a series of extremely silly and exaggerated kissing faces at you, complete with pouting lips and fluttering eyelashes. You both burst out into wild laughter and the two of you lean against each other, laughing until your sides ache.

🍎 Epel:

When Epel feels your kiss on his cheek, he immediately takes a step back in surprise and starts stammering, in his hometown accent, a jumble of confused country phrases. You have no idea what he’s saying but you laugh in a good-natured way at the funny, contrasting look of his eyes wide with shock and his mouth curved up in a pleasantly surprised grin. When Epel sees you laughing, he seems to snap out of his initial surprise and he laughs along with you. Grabbing your hand, he grins mischievously, plants a small kiss on your cheek, and shouts, “Payback!”

🐺 Jack:

Jack is celebrating loudly when you walk up to him but, the minute you kiss his cheek, he quiets down and raises his eyebrows in surprise. Crossing his arms over his chest, he wears a somewhat nonchalant smile on his face and he politely thanks you for congratulating him so sweetly. You peek around his giant frame and see that his tail is wagging so quickly it’s kicking up a tiny cloud of dust behind him. Jack notices where you’re looking and laughs in a slightly embarrassed way. With a warm smile on his face, he then reaches out to you and pulls you into a big, comfortable hug.

♠️ Deuce:

The second your lips touch Deuce’s cheek, it’s like he’s been hit with a freezing spell. You take a step back and see that his eyes and mouth are wide open from surprise and his body is frozen in place. You can’t help but laugh because he looks like some kind of comedic statue. In between fits of laughter, you reach out and poke the spot on his cheek that you kissed to try and break him out of his trance. Deuce snaps back to reality and swats at your hand with a mixture of embarrassment and satisfaction on his face. In a laughing voice, he says, “Hey, quit it! Don’t make fun of me like that! You really surprised me, you know?” He grins at you and raises his hand to give you a high-five. Unfortunately, he completely misses your hand and falls forward, grabbing your arm on instinct as he falls to the ground. You both fall in a little heap on top of each other, laughing like crazy.

[jazzyblusnowflake]

mini update yay-

so lets see, ill start off apologizing for being dead- exam season is around the corner and the only good thing about that will be that i will no longer have to teach or design papers- so i can probably draw a bit again, hopefully at least- so i WILL get back to the requests yall have sent me i promise uwu💕

tho bad news comes in the form of my school principles and viceprinciples bullying me because im a newbie, saying im not good at my job and putting their shortcomings as my fault because who wouldnt like to blame someone else for something they werent able to do- and i feel like the abuse im taking in this toxic environment is convincing me slowly to quit my job and start risking less stable jobs even if it means being my daddies little house girl again for a while. 🙄 at the very least even if im leaching off my parents i still actually HAVE somewhat decent parents and thats not something alot of people could say and im greatful for that.

the audacity was well shown when the principle went on the teachers meeting and was like "some of the teachers here who i will not name dont know how to do their job-" and then told me that i only got my job cuz my dad is rich [which yeah sure my daddy studied 4 years of uni and then credited me sure mmhmm makes sense.] and honestly i feel like im surrounded by 50 year old toddlers-

overall, learning to adult is difficult and im glad some people are helping me figure out how to put together a resume and apply for jobs and all that.... but i guess the next bad news comes in the form of us leaving for russia. i dont hate seeing other countries but having my life uprooted immediately after work ends and summer starts and selling off the car and putting stuff in boxes and yeeting ourselves via plane to live somewhere else for the next 4 years in pure isolation is not something my mental health is gonna be haha about. esp since im gonna have to talk to my therapist and doctor to give me enough meds for me to be able to search for another doctor while im there to give me similar treatment. ughhhhhhh.

overall i feel like i have reached a lovely level of ✨️no longer giving a shit about existance✨️ and thanks to some friends i was convinced juuuuust enough to reconsider ending myself :) in my defense, google was getting annoying for only bringing up hotlines =_=

my eyes cant see well anymore due to constant crying and emotional numbness has taken over me, so i apologize if i may seem out of it or a lil blunt at times when im talking lol i no longer have the energy to PRETEND and hold a mask to seem SOCIALLY appropriate and in this last month of school im gonna be making it everyone elses problem at school.

but other than that im looking forward for school ending so i could just sleep for a while without waking up BEFORE my alarms at 5am.

ok lets see what else uhh... my bday is on 19th and i pray to lord nobody makes a surprise party for me here, the anxiety of being in crowds is already kicking me in the ass im not ready to pretend to have a social battery ugh.

okay thats it mostly, i think.

i actually made this update MINI get it? :D

...ill show myself out...

[da-shrimping-station]

Duel Day Drabble

A/N: so i saw on Karasu that it was duel day and honestly? that's cool af i wanna see demons throw hands but ofc we can't get that in game and i can't write for shit but i did my best with this one. hope y'all like it (o yea my MC is there too)

437 words no warnings

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They were fast. Too fast for human eyes that if it weren’t for the enchanted glasses that Solomon gave, Aren wouldn’t be able to follow the two figures.

Duel Day was coming soon and there was a strange buzz in the air. Aren thinks it’s gotten to Lucifer more so than his brothers. 

“For old time’s sake,” Lucifer had said, coat off and sword in hand. Aren expected something fancier for Lucifer’s weapon and they’re sure that must’ve been the case when he was a seraph. The blade in his hand was barely decorated but wickedly sharp, curving slightly at the tip. Aren thinks his pride lies in his swordsmanship and not the sword itself.

“If you put it that way, I suppose I can’t decline.” Simeon had also taken his white cape off, neatly folding it before handing it to Luke. Aren had seen his rapier before. An elegant sword with a delicate looking guard that swirled and twisted like a ribbon. What surprised Aren was the dagger on his other hand. A parrying dagger, Solomon told them.

Aren expected to see a swordfight like the one in video games or movies but they were quite surprised. 

Their blades clashed quick and brief, metal clanging in a harmonious cacophony as the spar went on. The exchanges were brief too. The mere flick of a wrist could decide whether or not a hit landed. And when it did, they disengaged, assessing the damage, and taking up stances to engage again. The pair had an increasing number of shallow cuts, mostly on their limbs, with each passing round.

Simeon darts forward, arm and sword extended, aiming for Lucifer’s neck. The fallen angel parries, blades sliding off of each other with a shriek. He steps back, avoiding the rapier tip as Simeon tries for another stab. The tip nicked his horn and Lucifer hissed. They disengaged.

“Was that too hard?” Simeon approaches to inspect the damage. There was a noticeable groove near the base of the left horn. “Oh no.”

“I suppose I forgot to take account of my horns when I dodged. You caught me off guard. You almost never go for the head.”

The brothers came running, crowding the eldest to see the cut. It was negligible and it barely stung and they know their brother can take more than that but Lucifer got hit. Satan couldn’t contain his smug grin and Luke can��t stop gushing about Simeon’s swordsmanship. Aren watched with amusement as they got more rowdy, DDD in hand to snap pictures.

Solomon, being the little shit he was, decided to open his mouth.

“So it’s time to settle the bets?”

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ough fight sceeeenes!!! difficult to write but i do enjoy them

i hope i did a decent job :D barely proofread and edited this i yeeted it here the moment i was done sorry in advance

also how tf can you eyeball how good your dividers look

[gunsli-01]

I was tagged in this by @tired-and-unjellied @rainbowghostcat and @a-star-that-burns-brightly,

cute thing im coming up with this picrew of yourself and your current hyperfixation !!

Thank you all for tagging me I was happy to see it and it made me feel really included! I love being tagged in things generally. So, it really made my day to see these as I was going through my days!

I hope you're all enjoying yourselves and the new timeline information!

Oh, and Rainbow on a milgramblrgram note did you like the long greeting. It's getting great reviews-

How was the portrayal of Mikoto, I'd like to know your thoughts if you have time to read all that- that is. No pressure if you don't though. It's pretty long.

To be honest my current hyper is actually just me, myself, and fucking I. Yet, that's not a media and I did just write all that so ya already know I'M- (<- Accurate depiction of the fanbase falling into super hell trial three. I'll be fine though~ Because I was already in hell. So, I'm just going to be going, "Super!")

I've pretty much been embodying this song. To me selfcare is recognizing when I don't want to speak to anyone and not pushing myself to do so out of a misguided fear of missing the opportunity to, or misinterpreted my own feelings and ways of display care and consideration one-sidedly. Ultimately causing a lot of undue stress. That and generally recognizing that no one is ever entitled to the ability to access/communicate with someone else especially if someone is abusing that ability.

This may sound antisocial, maybe on some level it is. Yet, this is actually the most social I've been in a year. It's more just a reminder to myself to just not talk to people who make me feel bad about talking to anyone at all or about my hobbies. Something that some may be able to tell I've been really getting back into.

So another current hyper fixation has been my many ocs. Right now with a big focus on my little sweetie Daniel-

Who also fits that song quite a lot too I'm realizing,

Daniel: Yeah, it’s a real touristy place but a lot of students where I go hangout there due to it. Easy to get lost in a crowd. So, sometimes I just get a ride out there when invited or someone sends a ride to me if they really want me there. Nayo: Sounds fun- though it also sounds like the times you go there are very conditional. Have you ever been there without being invited Daniel: I mean yeah. Why else would I go there? Nayo: Was just curious- since you did just say that you tend to either pay for a ride when you’re invited out or someone sending one to you. For all I know, it could have been specifically to meet up with people. Daniel: Yeah, it was just to meet up with others. Not like that’s a crime though.

"I've gone outside and taken Ubers my friends have made me go."

I've been trying to to plot out the best way to finish his trial. I'm also really into Mugram (Mayumi and Masaru the oops we fucked up at work duo that is if Masaru is running a gambling scam to make quick cash.) and Tsumigram (mostly still really fixated on Toa) still. Plus, I'm interested in seeing a-star-that-burns-brightly opinion on the new timeline today. Sorry about that at first disjointed explaination on the pregnancy entrapment theory by the way I fuck up spelling a lot and sometimes forget connectors are necessary hope the edited version connected things in a more understandable way.

Also more proof for that pregnancy entrapment Yuno theory just dropped thanks to Nott sending me the graffart. Where staff just decides to highlight the red ribbon that's tied to the balloon reflected in Yuno's eyes within Umbilical the one she was aiming seeming just in case her first songs visuals were to subtle about it,

Since the graffart is directly referencing things in the prisoners first trial songs,

I messed up I found out- Is right!

Yuno as soon as she found out that was Yellow's baby,

"Oh, please! Gimme that baby and I'd yeet it off a tower."

The fanbase trial three are about to be out here like, "What?!"

Oh damn that's gonna be funny if it's actually the case.

So, yeah I've have a lot things that I've had my eyes on lately. Sorry for the more long response. I just didn't want to just slap all your tags together answer and say nothing else. So I brought up a few things I thought might interest all of you.

Also, go check out @apatchworkstar they put a theme on her blog for desktop that's very cute. Also on that note thanks for the all the help Tired-and-Unjellied I really hope it wasn't too much of a bother.

Oh also I'm tagging Star and @purgemarchlockdown for the tag game. Neither of you have to do it if you don't want to, though.

[imabillyami]

Jey is so genuine and real. I think that's why the audience loves him so much. He's fun now, but we a character torn down, lose everything and build himself back up. It was way before Yeet, people were going nuts for him months before that. I remember the segment on Smackdown when he kicked Paul. That was before the wave and yeet. People LIKE Jey.

I’m gonna start rambling a little, please bear with me lol. I’ll put some of it under the cut.

Roman and a lot of other legends of the business have previously shared that the ultimate secret to success is being your authentic self. Taking your most prominent traits/ the things that make you YOU and dialing them up by a billion to build and focus your character work around them.

The truer you stay to your own self, the more organic you feel and the more people will buy into it.

And we see it work for so many great performers in the business. The crowd eats it up.

But additionally to that Jey also has that thing that not many people have. And that’s a genuine connection to the audience. Not in a strategic or manipulative manner, but in a very natural and organic manner. You can’t force that. You either have it or you don’t. And Jey has IT.

And I think that’s mostly due to his mentality that’s been shining through more and more ever since he got some of that spotlight on him.

He’s that hardworking underdog persona (people like to draw the parallels to Sami on this one, but with as much as these two have in common, they’re also vastly different in how they got there).

Jey’s side of it is that despite his family being the foundation of the business, despite the history and success of his family, he doesn’t take anything for granted ever.

He’s insistent on making his own way to the top, he’s humble and grateful for any and all opportunities and advice. He takes the losses and learns from them, he takes the wins and doesn’t rest on them.

He’s been riddled with insecurity and I’d even go as far as saying “burdened” by the legacy of his family and his success in the tag division.

Yes, it helped him in this business for sure, but at the same time it also put a chip on his shoulder. Cause it means he has to work twice as hard as everyone else to convince people that his success is earned and not given. That he can be ‘more’ than a nepo baby or a tag team guy. That he deserves this spot.

I’d go as far as to say that by leaning into his natural hardworking and humble persona he’s made himself into the ultimate babyface in recent years.

Storyline wise… I’m not gonna go into his character work during the pandemic era, cause we’ll never truly know about the crowd reaction, but I honestly believe that’s when the groundwork for today’s success was laid out. Cause that’s when we saw the first glimpses of who Jey truly is.

Then later on, once the crowds were back, you can see that when he broke character while still heel (mostly thanks to Sami, I mean… that Waffle House clip? The ucey segment?) and then when he was finally allowed to be his happy and upbeat self around Sami? People ate that up.

And when he was going against Roman finally? Working against the overpowering force and legacy that is his family, being the hero of that story? Manifesting himself as the underdog babyface? People ate that up too.

And that was honestly just him dialing into the person that he truly is backstage when you listen to all the other talent talk shoot about him too. (I wanna add that Jimmy is doing the same thing now, leaning into his social butterfly, joke-cracking comedy tendencies and look how into that the crowd is already. Big things are coming.)

Yeah, the Yeet caught on fire and was what really got him OVER OVER, but he was super over before that already, you are absolutely correct about that. People like Jey and what he stands for. Hard work, betting on yourself, being humble, being real.

The Yeet thing was honestly just the rocket that got strapped to his back and sent him to superstardom. It’s what finally made the company buy into him, cause they could make some real money off of him as a singles guy.

But he was a star and extremely popular long before that.

[leap-loves]

Dance 2: Country Rock Boogaloo

RubyBoot has taken over my entire brain and I've finally bullied my brain into cooperating with me and writing something for them.... so have 2k+ words of brain go brr- XD [And no this isn't a sequel to anything, I just have another dancing prompt I could work with and I like the name so YEET-]

“Are you sure this is a good idea…?” Ruby asked, not bothering to hide her uncertainty as she followed Boothill to Aeons knows where. It isn't that she doesn't trust him, she's just… hoping he thought through whatever plan he has going on in that head of his. 

Boothill responded with a laugh and a grin. “Relaaaaax darlin’, it'll be fine,” he insisted as he gently tugged her down the road. 

Was his plan a bit risky? Yeah, probably. But if it works how he wants, it'll be worth whatever trouble comes their way. 

Shaking her head with a sigh, Ruby finally relented with a fond smile. “Alright, alright, I trust you.” 

Fortunately, it didn't take long for them reach their destination. 

“A… club?” 

“Yup!” Boothill beamed, gently tugging her right up to the door.

She could already hear the music inside, high energy and popular. Not something she would expect Boothill to willingly subject himself to. Then again, he's full of surprises. So she simply followed his lead, hoping that they wouldn't draw too terribly much attention… as unlikely as that was considering he was wanted by the IPC and 90% metal, and she had opted for something in between her Penaconian style and her home style. But a girl can dream. 

Ruby followed after Boothill, finding herself looping her arm with his and following after him as he parted the crowd so they could find a corner to adjust to the loud music and dim lighting. While he's trying to help her break out of her shell, he's not so cruel as to shove her in the deep end with this. 

“I didn’t take you as a club kind of person, ‘Hill,” she admitted after tugging his sleeve some to encourage him to lean down. She wasn't going to shred her vocal chords trying to shout over the music right now. 

He shrugged casually in response. “I'm not, normally.” He might as well be honest, after all. “But they do take requests, so it's not half bad.”

That clarified very little for Ruby, but as with everything with Boothill, the fewer questions asked, the better. She'd figure it out eventually. 

“How ‘bout a drink, ta help us loosen up?” He offered, his smile so much softer. A genuine offer, no mischief or tricks. 

After a moment of consideration, Ruby nodded. “Yes, please. I trust your judgement. Jus’… try not to take too long, ‘kay?” 

Lighting up at her acceptance, he gave her hand a squeeze of affirmation and tipped his hat playfully. “I'll be back before you can even miss me,” he reassured before disappearing into the crowd. For being a massive hunk of mostly metal, he blends in impressively well. 

Ruby took to focusing on her surroundings, absently swaying to the music to try and relax and adjust. She focused on mimicking the people around her, much more subtly for now. This was so different from the dances on Penacony, or even Aeragan-Epharshel. 

Penacony’s dances were grand and lively in an orchestral manner, even in their own clubs it was all so classy and high-end. Even the more ‘modern’ areas that tried to appeal to younger generations didn't play music quite like this… and the dances weren't quite so… hip-centric. 

Aeragan-Epharshel music as Ruby remembered it was more… homely. While the beat from the music was important, it was made right from the movements of the group, brought to life by the participants. All it took was 2 or more dancers, and at least one instrument, and you had a party. It's been so long but she knows those dances are still in her bones, as much a part of her as the color of her hair. 

She was snapped out of her thoughts when Boothill returned, a drink in either hand. “Yer thinkin’ too hard, I can almost hear it from here,” he teased playfully once he was close enough to her to be heard without shouting, offering her her drink. “I watched the barkeep make it, don't worry.” 

Appreciating the reassurance, Ruby nodded and took the glass with both hands. “If you can hear my thoughts, you've gained quite the skill.” 

“What can I say?” Boothill beamed, winking at her, “I'm a man of many talents.” 

Ruby flushed at the wink, rolling her eyes and nudging him playfully with her prosthetic. She finally took the chance to take a sip of her drink, humming approvingly. Appropriately sweet, but she could still feel the kick. Just like she likes it. 

“Looks like you're already enjoying yourself,” Boothill teased lightheartedly, putting a protective arm around her shoulders, “gettin’ a feel for the music?”

Nodding to his question, she looked up as he took a sip of his own drink. “It's different than Penacony or Aeragan-Epharshel, but it's simple enough to mimic.”

Boothill waved the hand that was around her dismissively. “Don't worry about blendin’ in, darlin’. Just relax and be you.” 

Ruby snorted and shook her head in response. “Easier said than done, ‘Hill…” she mumbled into her glass before taking another sip. 

The fact that he didn't try to argue, to start up their usual back and forth about him trying to help her relax and embrace her roots again while she reminds him that this is who she became for the sake of survival and it's not exactly easy to just turn it off, was enough to make her pause. That's not like him… 

When they finished their drinks, Boothill offered his hand to take her glass. “I'll go take them back for ya.” 

Deciding not to question his frequent disappearances, she nodded and handed him her glass, and watched him disappear back into the crowd. 

Boothill took the glasses back to the bar, just like he said he would. But before going back to Ruby, he detoured to head up to the DJ. The music was almost deafening up so close to the speakers, but Boothill at least has the advantage of being used to frequent gunfire in his face, so it wasn't near as debilitating for him as it would be most. 

It didn't take long for the DJ to acknowledge him, moving one of the cups of his headphones so he could talk to Boothill while letting the music do it's thing. 

“What can I do for ya, my man?”

Boothill brought out a note from a hidden pocket that he'd prepared, offering it over to the DJ. It was easier than trying to tell him which songs he was after. 

The DJ didn't seem phased by the passed note, but did quirk a brow once registering the selections. “Y’know, these don't exactly fit the vibes…” 

Boothill crossed his arms in response. “The goal is to keep energy up, yeah? Everyone having a good time?” When the DJ nodded, he continued. “Play one of those, or something along those lines, and you'll see people having the best time of their life.” 

The DJ still seemed uncertain, looking the note over again. “I dunno man…”

Sighing, Boothill nudged him before gesturing towards where Ruby was, careful not to draw unwanted attention to her. “See that lady down there, with the red hair?” Another nod. “She's been havin’ a rough forkin time, and these songs’ll cheer her up. Put those on, and you'll see beauty like nothin’ else.” 

Seeing how adamant that Boothill was, the DJ finally relented with a nod. “Aight, I'll put it on next.” 

Boothill beamed and patted his arm approvingly before going to rejoin Ruby against the wall finally. “There you are,” Ruby teased, looking up to Boothill and crossing her arms playfully, “I was starting to wonder if you went and ditched me for a bounty or something.” Boothill responded with an exaggeratedly offended gasp, even placing a hand over where his heart would be, “I would never! What kind’a man do you take me for?” 

Ruby snorted and rolled her eyes, getting on tip toe to reach up and pull the brim of his hat down slightly. “I take you as a man who likes to find trouble if it takes too long to find him.” 

Grinning at the playfulness, Boothill barked out a laugh and re-adjusted his hat to sit properly on his head once more. “I would argue… but yer not wrong.” 

“It’s almost like I know you, or something,” Ruby retorted with a small smirk of her own. 

The banter was interrupted though by the song changing, the club quieting down considerably as everyone took in the sudden genre change. Those who were far too drunk to fully register it were still dancing to their own music, but everyone else seemed a little uncertain. 

Boothill glanced back to Ruby, curious how she’d react. Based on everything he’s managed to put together, she hasn’t indulged in their own culture ever since she left, so he’s not sure how she’s going to react. He’s hoping she’ll enjoy herself in the end, at the very least. 

It didn’t take long for her to look up at him in turn, visibly uncertain, but also seeming to be putting the pieces together. Finally letting out an affectionate sigh, she shook her head and smiled at him. “You’re somethin’ else, ‘Hill.” Flashing her a bright grin, he offered a hand to her. “Still remember how to dance?” Ruby snorted and took his hand, but was the one dragging him through the crowd to get closer to the music. It would be too hard to answer him, and they’d waste precious dancing time, so she’ll just show him. 

Releasing his hand as they reached the front of the stunned crowd, Ruby moved her bangs out of her face as she started to move to the beat. 

Starting simple, she focused on getting the rhythm down with basic steps, forward and back. It didn’t take her long to get the hang of it, her eyes half lidded as she focused on letting her body move on it’s own. Muscle memory is one helluva thing. 

Onlookers gradually mimicked her movements, finding that the steps were far simpler than they expected. Some opted to instead make it up as they went, but it didn’t take long for the club to almost shake with each step and stomp from the sheer number of people following her lead. 

Ruby’s face flushed when she realized just how much attention she’d drawn, but that didn’t stop her from beaming and singing along to the music, throwing all caution and concern to the wind for now. She started to spice it up a little, adding twirls that made her skirt and hair flare and little jumps to each step. 

Panic shot through when she felt someone grab her prosthetic hand and tug her towards them, only to relax when realizing it was Boothill, finally joining the fun with a big grin. 

They didn’t have to say a word, easily falling into the rhythm of the song. Boothill pulled her close to his chest before guiding her to twirl away from him, only to pull her close once more. Their steps were perfectly in sync, Boothill scooping her up to spin her around himself a few times. 

For just a moment, it almost felt like nothing had ever happened. 

If they closed their eyes, they could fool themselves into thinking that they were still home, truly home, dancing with their friends as the sun set and bathed everything in warm light. 

Instead they were surrounded by flashing lights of every color, strangers they’d never see again. They weren’t who they used to be, having lost parts of themselves on the way to where they are now. 

It wasn’t quite the same, but it was enough. 

As the song finally ended, Ruby cheered alongside the crowd as she placed one hand on Boothill’s chest to steady herself, throwing her other hand up with glee. His arm stayed wrapped around her waist so she wouldn’t risk following, adding his own whooping to the cacophony of excitement around them. 

As the musical selection went back to normal, Ruby took Boothill’s hand to gently tug him towards the bar. She needs to sit down for a minute to catch her breath, her chest heaving from the sudden exertion, not that it did anything to lessen her smile. 

“So, still think I was up ta trouble?” Boothill teased as he sat on the stool beside her, propping his head up on his hand to give her his undivided attention. 

Ruby snorted, shaking her head with a small laugh. “Possibly, but I’ll let it slide since that was fun,” she teased lightheartedly. 

Boothill was about to retort when realizing she was wiping away some tears, his eyebrows furrowing. “Are you okay? Did ya get hurt?” She was quick to shake her head, even reaching out to grab his free arm to ensure he wouldn’t risk storming off to find someone who’d nudged her or anything. “I’m okay, I’m okay! I didn’t get hurt or anything. I just…,” she hesitated, trying to figure out how to explain it, “I’m surprised that I remember how to do that… it’s been so long…” 

Fortunately, her explanation was enough to placate him, prompting him to relax against the bar again. He shifted his arm to take her hand in his, giving it a small squeeze. “I figured as much, which is why I wanted to do this. You’re a natural though, and I would’ve loved to see what it looked like way back when.” 

She flushed and swatted at him playfully, too flustered to formulate a proper response. 

Laughing, Boothill raised a hand to request another drink for each of them, nudging Ruby’s towards her once they were brought over. “How about a toast?” “A toast?” She echoed curiously, tilting her head. “A toast,” he confirmed, “to bringing home a little bit closer.” 

Ruby’s expression softened as she nodded, lifting her glass. “To home.” 

[blackjackkent]

FINAL Boss Battle Report!

Our buddy Baldy has 140 hit points and many friends, though not as many as I have. The dragon behind him is much more scary; it has 400. It's dominated by the brain itself, not by anyone on the field that I can kill, unfortunately, and its presence is definitely freaking Hector out something fierce.

Also on the field are four other mind flayers, the three dream guardians at 80HP apiece, and the Crown itself, which leads me to believe this is it, the big kahuna fight, and it's time to pull out all the stops.

The Crown has no hit points but will presumably do unpleasant things when its turn comes around.

Quick look at the other dream guardians with flycam, just because I can.

This one is Hector's obviously, the one we saw during the first half of the game.

These are the other two; I'm assuming if we had another tadpoled companion instead of Jaheira, there would be a fourth on the field? Wonder which of these is Karlach's and which is Lae'zel's. XD And why are neither of them githyanki. It feels like there are lore implications here.

(I haven't done an origin run - are these randomized or are they ones you get in Karlach and Lae'zel origin?)

Anyway. We have this notification on the side of the screen which usually indicates we just need to survive:

I'm doing a hard save at the start of the fight because it feels like it'd be really easy for me to fuck this up - particularly because it is CRITICALLY important that Buddy survives to the epilogue. And, after some consideration, I've decided everyone's first action is going to be spent summoning more friends onto the field.

So we kick off with Aylin, Yurgir, and Buddy exploding onto the field. Tragically, the dragon is immune to fire damage so this is probably not the right moment for Rolan's firestorm, so after some consideration and for roleplay reasons, I have Jaheira summon the Harpers as our fourth summon for the round.

As soon as our first summon hits the field, a bunch of tentacles spring up in response, which is unfair. This seems to happen just in general in response to movement around the brain; luckily they're only about 30hp each and can mostly be removed by Orpheus's black hole attack.

I get full control over the big summons, unlike the trash mob ones which ran on their own recognizance; this is a lot of new characters to learn to deal with on the fly.

After summoning Aylin, Lae'zel manages to almost completely eliminate one of the dream guardians on her first turn.

"Time to bite, my owlbear friend!" Hector says as he summons Buddy, which is adorable.

Aylin is (unsurprisingly) a paladin, so lots of smiting. I think there's probably more about to happen when these four turns are up so we need to be careful not to use everything up too fast though. She removes Hector's dream guardian from the field.

At this point the game crashed so I got to start over and took the opportunity to have Jaheira cast Hero's Feast on everyone before we come up.

Knowing what I know, and realizing that my companions shout about it as soon as the fight starts, I decide to keep everyone in place for the most part to reduce the number of tentacles and immediately kick off Orpheus's netherstone ability:

OK on closer inspection we need to get Orpheus CLOSE to the crown in order to do this. And I guess the idea is we need to do it within four turns before the nautiloid shows up?

Buddy is the coolest:

Overall this round is going a lot better, although it's a bit scary when the Emperor yeets itself all the way across the field and stuns half the crowd in one go.

Once again, the good guys are all frontloaded which makes the long string of enemy attacks very disheartening.

Karlach and Lae'zel wreck the Emperor's whole world, which is very satisfying to watch:

Orpheus's black hole is continuing to be super useful against all the tentacles that pop up whenever we move around.

Aylin goes down - and immediately pops right back up again because she is a sexy motherfucker.

Ho!

At this point I have everyone open up on the dragon while Orpheus starts booking it towards the Crown. If we can get rid of it, then all is left is the other mind flayers on the platform surrounding the brain and hopefully we can just turtle up around Orpheus and protect him while he works.

Victory on the Dragon! It had the most elaborate death animation too.

Orpheus reaches the Crown! This needs to channel for a whole round so fingers crossed.

"How long are you going to keep this up for?" the remaining dream guardian screams around her 9 remaining hit points. Girl, I don't know, you got another appointment somewhere?

Orpheus gets IMMEDIATELY stunned by a mind blast and loses concentration; we'll try again next round.

All of the illithids can cast Shield which is making them VERY challenging to hit. And I just realized we've reached the last turn before the nautiloid shows up. O.o:

Oh boy.

Unsurprisingly this means now we're getting aerial attacks in addition to everything else. But almost all of the illithids are dead at this point. Just need to keep Orpheus safe for one round!

Hector slips in a bit of ice in the middle of an aerial attack target, whoops D:

Orpheus kicks off the compulsion again. All of the illithids are dead. One of the dream guardians is the last survivor, with two hit points.

Aerial attack goes off, does not kill Hector! And we're now only friends between us and Orpheus so I think we've got this in the bag! Everyone together on the platform for the moment of triumph.

The last remaining Harper summon shoots the last dream guardian for her last two HP. Orpheus completes the summon. The screen shakes, then fades to white...

[mtngh0ul]

headcanon stuff, categorised, (some) to be expanded.

GENERAL:

shoes? begone. but you knew this, it's one of the quick ways to identify mtn

he smokes weed lol

mtn has his own plant that he grows for personal reasons. he doesn't share. also good luck finding it lmao he hid it well

sober vs high mtn is hard to distinguish. the only tells are a few more stifled laughs than his usual (very occasional) ones, more intense munchies, and bloodshot eyes in human form

he also has a garden that he works on and maintains

that garden is his pride and joy and he will not have your shenanigans in there, you try it and this 8'9 monstrosity will toss you out like a ragdoll

some of his plants have names.

he can and has killed. he's a ghoul bro, what do you want from him

^ clarification: he almost only kills in self-defence. and protecting his cryptid identity to outsiders of the ministry

his adhd is mostly in the form of object permanence; sometimes he just forgets where he puts things, and especially if they aren't in their usual designated spot. he also tends to hyperfocus on the things he likes the most - aka drumming, gardening, and cooking. he doesn't mean to ignore you, he's just wrapped up in his hobbies

he's not easy to anger. he's very, aha, grounded. he gets a tad irritated if you mess with his stuff (stop messing with his cymbals smh) but he doesn't snap - it's more like an eye roll before he swats you away

since he didn't really join the band until roughly may-june 2017 (after ivy had filled the gap between pebble and mountain), mtn had plenty of time to just. hone his skills. since he was always going to be drummer, he'd practice whenever he was free

(he also knows guitar, but he much prefers drums)

RITUALS / STAGE PRESENCE:

oh, you think he is not one to join in shenanigans? he is. it doesn't take much encouragement from swiss and sodo (and sometimes the other ghouls) for him to tag along with them, like in the sweet home alabama moment

on tour, mtn makes the band some sandwiches so they can get a bit of energy back in their post-rituals. they're not anything fancy but food is food

mtn always has, like, 3 bottles of water when they're on-stage. he loses a lot of water because he's drenched in sweat by the end

after some time being in the band, mtn has learned that he should not be yeeting his drumsticks at terminal velocity to the crowd at the end, lest he get someone hurt. he knows better now. he only tosses them when he wants to get one further away from the barricade

mtn doesn't go out of his way to be the centre of attention, and doesn't mind being in his drumkit cage for the majority of a ritual. that being said...

when he IS the centre of attention, he makes the most of it. those drums are getting an absolute beating with a solo and he'll make it known why he's the drummer for the band

IN THE MINISTRY:

he's a PHENOMENAL cook and i won't take criticism on this

when he's making a meal for himself, it varies between a restaurant quality meal complete with a side dish... or a sandwich. depends on his effort

he rarely goes out of his way to do this for others

he's definitely not head chef or anything, but he's a valuable addition in the kitchen because he strives for perfectionism. the food must be done Just Right. he's also probably one of the best people to ask if you have specific requirements, just make sure he writes it down

mtn has a sorta menace metre that fills the more he has to act responsible for the other ghouls. it eases during rituals because he can be a little chaotic on-stage, but if he's at the ministry for extended periods, it's a ticking time bomb. once it's filled, don't be surprised to see this cryptid hunched over at the end of a hallway with eyes glowing and haunting any of the sisters that come past

(sometimes the cardinals / papas too)

he used to spook a lot of kids when he first joined the ministry (especially when he wasn't in his more humanoid form), but they soon learned that he's not that scary when you get to know him

[hangon-silvergirl]

⭐️

tell me anything you want about “the buzz” because it’s my favorite thing ever

Thank you for the ask! ❤️

Okay, so in Chapter 5 of the buzz (the shitshow interlude), the gang rhyme off a variety of situations that they have been involved in with each other, and these are all takes on things that either I or my group of friends (or some combination therein) did when we were younger and (arguably) dumber:

Eddie & Steven ziplining on a clothesline = something a friend and I did drunk when we were like 20/21, and while he didn't/couldn't nut me, he did send me flying into a large pot plant.

Drunk Eddie opening night of the Olympics = Me for the Vancouver Olympics; it was my husband's (then boyfriend) birthday party, and we had a huge crowd and had made about a zillion Jello shots, of which I had many. He ended up finding me at the top of the stairs after coming to look for me (as I'd been AWOL for like, 45 minutes), fast asleep on the landing. I recall going upstairs to go pee, and then coming back from the bathroom and thinking "I bet the floor is nice and cold" and that's about it. Guess it must've been.

Eddie getting blackout drunk at a vow renewal on homemade wine = Me getting drunk at my friend's sister's wedding on homemade wine, and having to get my date to pull over so I could puke on the side of the road; I mostly puked on my own shoes.

Eddie falling off the trailer and getting a spiral fracture = friend of mine tripping over a curb trying not to be late to see Quantum of Solace and, yes, giving himself a spiral fracture. He also yeeted his cellphone three storefront away in his shock, after calling us to come help him.

Eddie in the children's toybox = Me, again, but when I was like seven, when the neighborhood boys pushed me down two flights of stairs in one; I lost three baby teeth!

They say to write what you know, lol.

Send me an ask for the Fanfic Writers: Director's Cut!

[mrthoughtbubbles]

I'm back home... it was a very productive 24 hours in my first trip outside the country, and even though my ultimate objective is unmet, which was to meet Yeet, I tried to stay positive and enjoy my time with my sister and mother. There were setbacks along the way, like we broke the doorknob of the airbnb and we weren't able to go as a whole family, knowing that ate will give birth in two weeks and papa was very hard to talk to, knowing that he's busy and high strung and all... Overall, I still enjoyed my time.

The first thing that I wasn't accustomed to,knowing that it was my first time outside my country, would be how racially diverse Malaysia is, and I kind of enjoyed that because I can blend in with the crowd and the spotlight effect I feel when I'm outside or interacting with other people isn't as bad as when I'm back home.

Another thing I noticed would be the smell. There are a ton of new smells that I inhaled there, and although my sister doesn't like it, I, on the other hand, like it, and I feel it has something to do with the food that I tried.

The food I ate were all amazing for it has the blend of malay, chinese, and indian cuisine, and there's an explosion of flavor whenever I took a bite out of the food. It probably has something to do with the spices, and after eating my breath and my smell changed, and I dig/appreciated it more because I love the smell that reminds me of that explosion of flavor that I tasted. Oh, and even though there's spiciness to the food, I can tolerate the spiciness, although with a ton of sweating along the way. I was sweating profusely, like a pig on a treadmill running for 5 mins straight.

As we went around town, we hired multiple grab taxis, and each grab taxi driver was different. The first one was a malay lady, and my sister felt proud to see one, since in our country, it's mostly male drivers. The second one was Chinese, and he was very honest and didn't take our money for the payment that was connected to our card already. The final grab taxi driver we had was indian and he took us to batu cave, waited for us, and took our picture as well. All of them gave us tips on where to go and the dos and don'ts, like not to wear shorts in Batu cave.

As for the other things I've noticed, the cars were smaller when compared to ours, but the thing is, a lot of them have cars, whilst a lot of my countrymen and women commute on jeeps,taxis, buses, trains, etc... traffic is nonexistent during our visit, and for them, 20-30min ride is far away already, and in my country, it'll take 1 1/2-2 hours for the same trip, and I think that's generous already since there are times wherein we have to wait in traffic for 3 hours. The roads are huge, and everyone's driving really fast. The only time we can drive that fast would be on express ways.

As for the people we talked to, everyone's really nice, and I feel that there's less crime there than here because the driver we hired to and from the airport just left his car unlocked whilst he took our photo under the Petronas towers.

Speaking of petronas towers, we dropped off suria KLCC, ate, and waited in the little penang cafe, and when we can't wait anymore since there are people waiting in line to eat and we're done eating, we went looking for the Petronas towers. We found a different area, asked the guard, and the guard said we're already in Petronas, so we took a lot of pictures. Sadly, we can't go up since it's sold out, but we went to the gift shop so that we'll have something to remember this trip. When we're about to go to the airport, our driver eagerly nudged us to take a photo of the Petronas at night. That's when he left his car to take our picture.

As for the Batu cave, I enjoyed how beautiful it is, and I can remember some of the dieties, like Hanuman and Shiva. Although we only stayed for a couple of minutes, I enjoyed seeing it.

Even after all the happy things we did, there's a sadness I can't wash away with happy experiences for I wasn't able to meet Yeet, which was the whole point of the trip... I didn't dare to roam around the whole resto for the might kick me out for doing so, so I tried looking around my surroundings from where I sat, tried to listen for a familiar voice, spent the entire time looking at who enters and leaves the resto, but I didn't see or hear her... I understand that my vision is blurry again, knowing that I need a new pair, but I would've most likely seen her enter/leave... I don't know anymore... I feel that I'm making a mistake after another mistake, that that's the final hope I had...

[fehtastic-trash]

GUESS WHO WENT TO A MEET UP, PT 2

PART TWO OF PHOTOS

HAIL THE COUPLES (particularly that Eliwood/Hector and Niles/Corrin)

Speaking of...

bless you a l l

CHROM LOST HIS FALCHION AND GUN MARTH

Gun Marth - @prince-mar-mar

Y E E T

*deadpan voice* A family can be a mysterious woman, an Azura and a Shigure

THE GRIMAS ARE DOWN I REPEAT THE GRIMAS ARE D O W N

Bonus:

:v it me

[cadriona]

have some brainrot inspired by the anniversary genshin video where aether and lumine gets yeeted in a martial arts tournament (and of course this is beiguang)

not an actual fic, just mostly jointed thoughts that... end up somewhat coherent

beidou and ningguang knew each other way back, except beidou was a general and ning was the secretary of state? (archons are the emporers/empresses ig) and they were friendly with each other. Some might say more than friendly. But beidou also spends a lot of time in the army.

Then once beidou had refused to follow the imperial orders because the results would've been the loss of innocent lives, she returns to the capital, and for her disobediance promptly gets exiled (would've been execution if ning hadn't found out and pulled all the strings she could)

Then, they started holding martial arts tournaments. The winner could have a wish, or a request of the capital and the capital would fulfill it in any way they can, except a list of people are banned from participating (beidou among them).

Solution?

beidou decided to train someone up.

even exiled, she still has her connections within the capital, and ning subtly pushes baizhu and qiqi her way (ning worries for her pirate, ok?) and gradually people gather around the charismatic former general.

one day, she happens upon lumine, a kid fending off a wolf while trying to get through a forest idk, she has a soft heart so she picks lumine up and takes her home.

kazuha: wtf? baizhu and qiqi: now you know how it felt when she first brought you in? kazuha:... i mean-

ANYHOW. Fast forwards, and beidou just- continues to gather more people, and somehow they are now a rogue merc band that skitters on the outskirts of the country doing jobs and whatnot, all the while training lumine.

years later, and lumine is ready. xinyan wanted to be more of a musician and kazuha also ended up on the banned list due to some accidents a while back, and they go to the capital. As the group with the particpant, beidou has temp immunity.

tournament commences, and beidou finally sees ning again from afar. (she's still beautiful, still glorious, and in her eyes were steel.)

ningguang sees beidou, red eyes meeting another and an eyepatch (beidou was still stubborn, still boistrous and loving, and she was back.)

They can't meet- not when the entire country was watching everything happening in the capital.

Then- lumine fights aether.

beidou knew what would've happened as soon as she saw lumine's opponent- they looked too similar otherwise. She knew that lumine would cede the win, and beidou knew that she wouldn't fault the golden-haired teen for it. lumine lost, and in that glorious moment when ning left for backstage and the emporer's made their way down, beidou vanished into the crowd.

the interior of the palace hadn't changed much, and they met each other easily. small pleasantries, desperate touches, a parting once again too soon.

the next day came with a surprise. Aether had ceded his prize to lumine, who then used the chance to give beidou back her position. of course, it didn't come without benefits for the rest of the crew- as the actual wish was more along the lines of "legalize and grant noble status to everyone of the crux."

(baizhu and qiqi return to bubu pharmacy and promptly start renovating, the poor souls.)

and beidou- beidou returns to being a general again? except she refused the position when offered, the emperor's leniancy was but a fickle thing. The crux crew were now legalized, and beidou is now a citizen again, but she remained the head of the independent crux force, one that works, ahem, closely with the Secretary of state on matters of import.

(sometimes their meetings could last days behind closed doors.)

[moemoemammon]

MC's Chuck E Cheese Birthday Party!

(Feat. The Demon Bros and Luke)

✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦

Lucifer

Did everything in his power to try to talk you out of choosing Chuck E Cheese's as your party destination, but,,, it's what you wanted, so,,,

He'll sit in a booth and watch you like a moody parent. That is, until Mammon harasses him into joining in on the "fun".

LONG, DRAMATIC SIGH,,,,, if he has no choice, he supposes he could play a few games and give you whatever he wins. 

Satan somehow managed to convince him to play air hockey, and Lucifer surprisingly agreed. Yeah he was suspicious of his gremlin brother’s intentions, but it’d probably be fine.

What was supposed to be a friendly game between brothers has turned into an all out war. Their blinding speed turns the puck into a blur, and they’ve gathered a crowd-

Lucifer wins, but he doesn’t have a chance to celebrate because someone throws a fucking slice of pizza at the back of his head

Mammon

This isn't what HE would've chosen, but he guesses it's fine. An arcade means gambling in some way, right?

Makes a beeline for the coin drop game. He loves also loves the games that give you a 20% chance of winning a jackpot of some kind and honestly?? He's fucking GOOD... when Asmodeus isn't constantly poking his sides and making him mess up.

It takes him no time to figure out the algorithms of those games and now he's raking in all the tickets. Staff is suspicious as hell

Especially when they see a grown man walk up to the prize counter with his arms full of tickets, no children in sight.

"MC! Get over here and pick out some prizes! I won all this for yet birthday, so let me spoil ya!"

Ok thank you for the hundreds of stuffed animals and cheap plastic toys Mammon

Levi

See, Levi was excited when you suggested going to a human world arcade, but he didn't think you meant.... something like THIS. Why don’t any of the dance games have songs by Ruri-chan??? What a waste...

But it's still technically an arcade, so he might as well enjoy it since he couldn't go home. And maybe he could impress you by earning a ton of tickets! These human world arcade games are gonna be a cakewalk.

...Is what he thought, until he realized that the controls were so worn from millions of children manhandling them that he couldn’t play at all! Why couldn’t these stupid normie games cooperate?!

 But the thing that finally made him snap was when a little kid told him he sucked. 

Cue Levi abandoning all moral principles and absolutely OBLITERATING this toddler at Frogger. You think he won’t go all out against a baby?? You are wrong. 

It’s not about morals, MC. It’s a matter of his pride as a gaming master, so please stand back while he makes a human child cry.

Satan

See, Satan is all for celebrating the way you want to (and he's good at pretending like he's not bothered), but he can't really say that a pizza and sweat scented arcade full of screaming children is the best place to read a book

Regardless, it’s pretty funny watching you run around like an excited little kid, dragging everyone around to the nearest game.

Then he gets the great idea of harassing Lucifer into playing air hockey with him. “It’s MC’s birthday, so why don’t we let loose a little?”

All hell breaks loose and now they’ve attracted the attention of a crowd of amazed children, all according to plan. How humiliating would it be for Lucifer to lose in front of CHILDREN?

Thought he was slick and cursed the puck to move away from Lucifer every time he tried to hit it, but somehow he’s?? still winning???

Satan would’ve been pissed off if not for the mysterious slice of pizza that came sailing through the air and hit Lucifer in the back of the head

Asmo

The tables are sticky. Everything smells weird. Children are everywhere. Everything is so flashy and gaudy that it’s giving him a headache-

This wasn’t Asmo’s party destination of choice, but... well.. it’s fine as long as he sticks to you, right? 

Also refuses to touch anything because as familiar as he may be with sticky surfaces, this ain’t it chief.

Since he’s so bored, he decides to Mammon, constantly poking and tickling him so he’ll loose at the games he’s playing, and runs away when he’s attacked

Soon enough though, Asmo excuses himself to the bathroom, thinking no one notices how he’s dragging a staff member toward the supply closet-

Eventually comes back to tell you that he set something up, so now you can get whatever prize you’d like!

Beel

Pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza pi-

Yeah, Beel is fine with wherever you wanna go for your birthday. It's your special day after all! So when you suggest whatever the hell 'Chuck E Cheese' is, he's just happy you're happy

Also wants to know what kind of cheese they have. Asks you if Mr. Chuck himself can be eaten. Sad when you say no....

At the end of the party, you notice that the other staff members are whispering amongst themselves about the sudden disappearance of a certain rat mascot.

Beel is sweating. Why is there stuffing on your shirt collar, Beel.

Oh man oh no, Lucifer got hit with pizza! Beel thinks he should go over there and eat it for him. Sorry, gotta go-

Belphie

Belphie wasn’t a big fan of your choice for a birthday destination, mostly because there was no way he’d be able to sleep with all the music and screaming going on, but who is he to argue against your decision?

Besides, he soon realizes that the sky tunnels are the PERFECT nap spot, save for the occasional kid crawling over him.

It also gives him a bird’s eye view of everything that’s going on, including the intense air hockey battle between Lucifer and Satan.

Hey wouldn’t it be funny if he uhhh threw a slice of pizza at Lucifer’s head lmao yEET

Seeing Lucifer’s reaction is everything he needed to turn this day into an even better one. Now he can sleep peacefully <3

Falls asleep and gets left there on accident because no one can find him

Luke

Belphie is literally blocking Luke in and he can’t eSCAPe

All he did was follow a kid into the tunnels! They looked so fun that he couldn’t resist, despite his many claims that he wasn’t a child and shouldn’t be treated as such. 

But when he saw you waving at him from one of the tunnel windows, he became determined to crawl to every window he could find and wave from there, too.

Then Belphegor came along.

How can anyone sleep so soundly?? He’s been smacking, shoving, and poking the sleeping demon but nothing is working! Time to cry-

Also gets left behind because no one can hear him screaming.

[vethyourhalflingmother]

teenage walmart games??? I’ve been inside walmart maybe 3 times in my life I need an explanation

formal disclaimer: i am not suggesting you do any of these things in a walmart or similar store* even if i admit to having done some of them myself; the employees don't get paid enough to deal with them

-i mentioned in my tags a fictional game of capture the flag. while i think it would be difficult to full-on incorporate nerf guns into this for more than a few minutes irl, i know people play other versions of it in stores sometimes (i have participated on one ocassion & ngl its kind of fun)

-ive personally played hide n seek in walmart more than once (which is a little different than regular hide n seek in my experience, usually the hiding involves moving around a lot)

-walmart has such a wide variety of shit (for those of you who are less familiar, there's a grocery section & a retail section (including electronics, toys, outdoor equipment, home goods, office supplies, furniture). so we also used to play games where we would have a criteria (ex. The Squishiest Thing U Can Find) & everyone would run around in the alotted time to find The Item which best fit it

-there are lots of potential variations off of this. that "three items to freak out the cashier" game everyone always talks about on here & also a quick google search brought up an all-out walmart scavenger hunt & a walmart bingo

-many walmarts used to have a giant "cage" (it was flexible rope) full of those huge plastic bouncy balls. my walmart does not have one anymore. i imagine it's because i (& others) used to yeet the balls out of the cage every time i was there so i could play with them. i havent personally done much more than bounce them while shopping but i have to imagine that people more creative than me have made several games revolving around these balls and their prison

[Image Description: A Walmart bouncy ball cage filled with dozens of giant colorful balls some of which also have pokadot or zigzag patterning. It is taller than the aisles. The balls are mostly contained by roping, but the frame of the cage is made of metal. END ID.]

-idk if this counts as a "game" but when i was a child you could get ear piercings at walmart & it was for sure A Risk

-ive known people who make a game of shoplifting, seeing who can steal what & who can take the most risks without getting into trouble (in my experience folks either know EXACTLY how companies like walmart deal with shoplifters or they don't know jackshit, there is no in-between, my advice is that knowledge is power)

-there are legitimate ways to have fun in some walmarts, ive been to several that have a few (3-5) money-sucking arcade games.

-they also sometimes have fast food places in them, so any kind of havoc you can think of perpetuating at mcdonalds or subway, you can technically do it in a walmart (just a reminder not to terrorize the employees at these places in real life. please. i used to work at a mall subway like i will fight you)

-this is just off the top of my head at 3 am, im sure a group of bored 16 y/os could come up with something really fun

-obviously you can do these things in similar stores but i feel the need to explain the energy of walmarts to those who havent been in them so much. they really do feel like the worst liminal space you can possibly imagine. all the typical social rules and decorum are gone. the rumors about people wearing what they want and doing what they want in walmart are generally very true (yes you see guns on people's backs there in open carry states). the lights are too bright for me in all big stores like that but they reflect off the floors in a way i find particularly blinding. it's also usually crowded unless you're there during work/school hours. recently my walmart went to all self-check, no bags & that made the environment more hostile which i didnt know was possible. if this were a more serious post id explain in detail about why i think walmart gets a bad rep for some classist reasons and why it DESERVES a bad rep for some capitalist ones but since this is funnyman hours im just going to leave it there

-im going to leave off with a question to my walmart-familiar followers: what is the most chaotic thing you've ever witnessed in a walmart?

*except the shoplifting. i always encourage shoplifting

[danteinthedevildom]

Dude your stuff is absolutely amazing, I meant every word. And now I have the confidence to request something! So, in the anime MC is being portrayed as an actual sheep, which I still think is genius. But what do you think about “Sheep”!MC? Super short and cute, with the fluffy pink hair, totally harmless looking. Buuuut despite barely being able to fight, they’re always ready to attack a demon, even if it’s one of the brothers. I dunno, the idea of a tiny MC trying to punch Lucifer for insulting Mammon popped into my head like a month ago and hasn’t left me alone since lmao

I absolutely LOVE the concept of absolutely tiny MC always ready to go even though it's absolutely, probably a death wish, and I will go through, in extensive detail, the reasons why.

Note: this post is written for Gender Neutral MC and uses they/them pronouns!

+ In general, I like to imagine that demons are just Naturally Taller than most humans, so something like 5ft 10 would actually be super tiny to them. "Sheep"!MC being smaller than that would be a genuine novelty - they're so tiny, that's just... not something they really come across in the Devildom? Even baby animals are larger than them, in some cases, which really just highlights how helpless their new human charge is - but it would also quickly present itself to be a complete NIGHTMARE that none of them considered.

+ On the first day at R.A.D. Mammon spends ten frantic minutes trying to find a very, very tiny human in a crowd of comparably giant demons because he took his eyes off of them for one (1) second, and apparently that was long enough for them to scarper off. Who knew such tiny legs could move so fast!

+ Eventually, he finds "sheep"!MC cornered by demons. That's bad enough, of course, except then, as he nears them, he watches with abject horror (and a little respect) as the tiny human tries to headbutt one of their assailants. Surprisingly, it works - though that might be because they're on perfect height to get the demon directly in the stomach. Not enough to incapacitate them, but enough that the demon's surprised, which means now "sheep"!MC can run!

+ "Sheep"!MC does not run. In fact, "sheep"!MC does the complete opposite: they stand their ground and... okay, it's hard to tell through the thick curls covering their eyes, but Mammon's pretty sure they're staring the demons down? Okay. Little human's got guts. Which might become more than metaphorical if the little human doesn't run like hell.

+ In the end, he has to save them before they really do get gutted. Just a little pressure from his aura, a quick, snappy line, and bam - those lesser demons are running off with their tails between their legs (quite literally, for one of them). He absolutely expects to be thanked for saving them - how heroic, right? He actually did his job! - but instead, as he's gloating, they just. Stamp on his foot. It doesn't hurt (like, honestly, he barely even felt it), but the sheer audacity of it stuns him into silence. They even look mad at him!

+ This tends to happen... a lot, actually. By the end of their first day, there's a plethora of tales running about the academy of the tiny, frail human who keeps trying to attack demons. They even tried to bite one! The brothers think it's hyperbolic at first, but a rather shaken Simeon later informs them that it's completely true; he had to physically grab their cape a few times to stop them from leaping over their desk to deck a demon in the few classes they shared together.

+ Looking after "sheep"!MC is a full-House job. They have a tendency to sneak away whenever any of the brothers look away for even a fraction of a section. It's even happened to Lucifer a few times, much to his absolute bafflement. The truth of it is that "sheep"!MC's so small, it's very easy for them to get drawn into crowds and accidentally bumped away from the brothers. They don't always intend to get separated from them (though sometimes they definitely do), but when it does happen, they don't exactly... rush to find their caretaker again. In fact, they tend to just wander 'round the halls, chest puffed out and chin up, acting like they're ten feet tall and not just barely brushing hip-height on some of the larger demons.

+ Some of them have found out that it's actually better to just hold onto "sheep"!MC somehow. Whether that means holding onto their wrist (Mammon), their hand (Asmo), or their shoulder (Satan), they can at least feel the moment "sheep"!MC tries to slip away and tug them back towards them - often very grumpily, which leads to them very ineffectually trying to dig their heels in.

+ Naturally, they're not scared of the brothers, either. If anyone tries to pick them up, they will attack - often with kicks and punches, but also with vicious attempts to scratch at any bared skin and tug on hair. Most of them can ignore it or at least hold "sheep"!MC at arm's length, but it does mean they're squirmy as hell, which makes carrying them a challenge. Asmo's really the only one who still tries to pick them up for fun - the others mostly do it if they've tried to run away too much or if they need to get somewhere quickly - but even he's a little more cautious of it after getting his hair yanked a few times too many.

+ The sheer audacity of their bravery knows no bounds, and it's... kind of cute, sometimes. They've punched Mammon in the shoulder for being a dick before, and while it doesn't hurt, the fact that they do it without fear for their limbs - or their life, in general - is just. Amazing, actually. They don't even have qualms with gently kicking Mammon to make him budge up on the sofa, or trying to shove him off the bed with their feet when he takes up too much space (which doesn't work, ever, but it's hilarious, and sometimes he slides off the bed just to make them feel better).

+ What isn't so cute are the times they come between the brothers. That's... terrifying, actually. In general, y'know, when the brothers aren't actually going to hurt each other - when they're just being demons, and brothers, and there's no (permanent) harm intended - "sheep"!MC still comes in to defend the brothers they're closest to. Mostly it's Mammon, because of course it is; he's the one they spend most of their time with, and he's the one who gets targeted most. It makes sense that they jump to his defence, throwing cutlery if it happens at breakfast/dinner, or charging at the brother if they happen to be standing.

+ (Especially after they've finally gotten used to him enough to let him hold them at night, cuddled up in bed, because he sleeps better like that; when they're no longer trying to kick him away, and instead curl up in his arms like a tiny, tiny teddy bear.)

+ Sometimes, though, they'll stand before Beel when Satan's furious at him for emptying out the fridge again, or between Levi and Asmo when they're arguing about which thing is better, and it stuns them all enough that they just... stop. Even before they've fully accepted "sheep"!MC as part of the House, or before they've formed all their pacts. There's just something strange in seeing someone so tiny leap in, fully prepared to attack and defend, that ends most arguments without a fight.

+ Not that it happens all the time, though. Sometimes, if Lucifer's threatening to string Mammon up to the rafters, or if he's berating Mammon for something "sheep"!MC knows he didn't do, they'll really attack. And that's... that's not good. There's only so many times the Avatar of Pride can take a punch to the kidney, or side-step a headbutt, or grab them by the scruff before they can charge, before he starts to get pissed. Does this stop them? Of course not. Even with the full pressure of Lucifer's anger bearing down on them, they'll stand their ground and prepare for a fight.

+ The brothers, as they get closer to "sheep"!MC, often find themselves spending more time trying to diffuse situations or quickly squirrel "sheep"!MC away before things go south than they do anything else. They berate them, of course, as much as each of them can, but it never seems to stick. Because of course, half the time, "sheep"!MC's body leaps into action before their brain does. Half the time, they've moved without even realising it, head tucked down or fist raised, moving on instinct.

+ (There's often a difference between "sheep"!MC leaping to action like an anime gag and moving to someone's defence like a BNHA character. The first they can tell happening by "sheep"!MC's face; they might not show their eyes, but they're expressive as hell regardless, lips curling into wide snarls and tugging down into deep frowns. That's when they leap and someone grabs them, holding them in the air as their arms and legs flail uselessly, more put-on by their fighty nature than anything else. The second, though? That's preceeded by "sheep"!MC's face going blank. That's when they move so quickly that it's clear their body is moving on its own. That's when the brothers stand frozen in place, staring in horrified awe at this tiny, brave little human stepping into the path of danger over something the brothers could easily survive - but they definitely can't.)

+ The TSL competition really does almost lead to "sheep"!MC's death. They don't run, don't even think to; the moment they see Levi charge at them, even in full demon form, they stand their ground and snarl. Mammon almost has a heart attack that day - especially when Levi's attack hits them, and sends their tiny body flying back against the wall.

+ Brave little human, even after getting yeeted across the room, tries to get back up again. It's that stubbornness - the refusal to give up, even though they're clearly out of their league - that spurs Lucifer into action. He's impressed by them, if you'd believe it; most humans would cower just at the sight of a demon in their demonic form, and even less would try to go down fighting after such a display of strength. So he steps in, personally, and defends them with his full form out.

+ He doesn't expect a thank you, but it's still amusing, seeing them half-slumped on the floor, being worried over by Mammon, steadfastly ignoring the second-born to downright glower at him for stepping in. There's no question that they would have died hadn't someone helped, and yet still they remain stubborn. He's pretty sure they'd even try to kick him, if they had the strength left to do so; their leg twitches as if trying to do that very action, just before he leaves.

+ It's less amusing when it happens to him, however. When he's found them in the crypt, with Beel and Luke behind them, their stance wide as if hoping that will somehow hide Beel's gigantic form. No, their stubbornness is infuriating in that moment; a blow to his own pride, to see something so small and pathetic attempt to stop him.

+ But they won't move. "Sheep"!MC knows, logically, that they'll die if they take an actual, full-on attack from a demon, but there's fight in them and they don't intend to go down without one. Is it a little reckless? Maybe. Would it be better if they just stepped to the side? Probably. Would they make it through the year by keeping their head down, being good, doing as they're told? Absolutely. But they're not going to do that. And they will stare down Pride himself, knowing that they'll die, if it means they can say they tried.

+ After this incident, "sheep"!MC starts wearing a headband with little sheep horns on it, commissioned from Levi. He's not too sure why they used the pact to make him do it, or even why they asked for it, but it's a fun little project to do and even works as a bonding experience for them. On top of that, it suits them! Ack - no, wait, it's made them too cute - he made a mistake!

+ He's genuinely surprised to learn that the horns aren't, in fact, meant to make them look like a sheep - which earns him a punch to the side for suggesting, and a pretty stern pout - but are meant to emulate a demon form. He thinks it's because of him, for a moment - that he scarred them so much when he attacked them, they're trying to cope by... being what they feared? Maybe? - but then "sheep"!MC tells him the truth, and he loses it.

+ They think the horns will make them look more scary and less like they should be fucked with - not because they're scared, but because they're getting annoyed that demons keep picking fights with them. They think the horns look badass. Levi doesn't have the heart to tell them that it's the cutest thing he's ever seen.

+ Most of the brothers agree that the horns do make "sheep"!MC look cute, and that's even when most of them start using "little sheep" as a nickname for their human. They still stubbornly wear the horns, despite the nickname.

+ "Sheep"!MC is ridiculously stubborn. They're cute, and sweet, and that's just a genuine fact; when they're not being bitey as all hell, or trying to leap head-first into danger, they look like the most adorable little thing in all the Three Realms. Asmo even has a collection of photos and videos on Devilgram solely dedicated to dressing "sheep"!MC up in cute outfits, and it's ridiculously popular. But what those things don't show is how often "sheep"!MC will be belligerant over seemingly nothing. Why, yes, this does include agreeing to do a photoshoot for Asmo and then refusing to wear anything he picks because he implied he didn't trust them to choose a good outfit.

+ That's also led to some potentially dangerous situations, of course - such as "sheep"!MC purposefully ignoring Lucifer's advice not to eat something because he said it would be "in their best interest" not to, only to be told by a frantic Mammon a few moments later that what they're eating isn't human-safe.

+ Sometimes "sheep"!MC will let the brothers pull them into their laps, because they're small enough to actually fit comfortably there and have the brothers rest their chins on their head. It can even be nice! But they do have a tendency to use that position to their advantage - namely, to headbutt the brother they're sitting on under the chin when they're getting annoyed (such as if Levi's gloating/cheating at a game, or Asmo's playing too much with their hair, or Mammon's squeezing them a little too tight while arguing over whether or not he should let them sit in someone else's lap). It's one of the few ways they actually can hurt the brothers, but mostly because it tends to make them bite their own tongues.

+ If you want to imagine something hilarious that at the time was genuinely terrifying, please consider this: Henry 1.0, moving at speeds that give even Mammon a run for his money, appearing in the distance. Asmo and Solomon, in confusion slowly morphing into fear, turning on tail to run before the great beast can reach them. "Sheep"!MC, immediately widening their stance to take on the fuck-off huge serpent that has the second and third borns running for their lives, standing their ground, head tipped down to point their horns forward. Mammon, grabbing the back of "sheep"!MC's jacket as he runs past them, hauling them over his shoulder while screaming in terror, as they pound at his back and kick at his chest, demanding to be put down so they can fist fight a snake. A typical day in the House of Lamentation.

+ If Belphie thought killing this MC was going to be easy, he's dead wrong. It's not exactly a challenge, sure - they are still human, and still much smaller than him at that - but he wasn't expecting the counter-deception of getting headbutted in the gut when he opened his arms up for a hug. It's just enough to surprise him, and means he's a second too slow to grab them when they dart back.

+ By the time he does eventually grab them, he's panting hard, a little bruised, and very frustrated. Who knew being small could have its advantages? They're quick and nimble; a few times he thought he'd gotten them, only for them to dart off to the side or dive between his legs. They'd always land a hit, too, whenever that happened - which didn't hurt, but the one time they tugged on his tail did smart a little, and that was just... unforgivable.

+ "Sheep"!MC doesn't forgive, and they definitely don't forget. There's no easy getting back into their good books, even after the new timeline's settled. Belphie has to deal with getting headbutted a lot after that whole debacle's ended, even when he thinks they're actually getting along well. If he gets too close? They lash out with a fist. If he tries to reach out for them? Their blunt teeth dig into his flesh before he's even aware they turned around. If he's sleeping somewhere they've claimed as "theirs"? Well, that one varies, but he's been shoved off beds, kicked, and had water dumped on him. It'd be impressive if it wasn't so... annoying. But he deals with it. Only because Beel wants him to.

+ You may be wondering, "has "sheep"!MC ever punched the prince?" And the answer would be yes. It wasn't on purpose, the time it happened; Diavolo, sans Barbatos for once, had somehow managed to sneak up on the little human exchange student, and thought he'd have just a bit of fun. It's not exactly like he gets a chance to be a normal demon that often, after all.

+He'd reached out to very gently tap them on the shoulder, expecting them to maybe jump a foot in the air, or to shriek with fear, so that he could say "surprise!" and laugh as they realised it was him.

+ Instead, just before he could reach their shoulder, they'd spun on heel and socked him dead in the gut.

+ He'd been so surprised that he'd stammered out an apology, watched them walk off in an indignant huff, and only started laughing at the absurdity of the situation several minutes later, when Barbatos asked why he was standing gourmlessly in the hallway.

I could probably go on much longer, but the post's getting a little long, so instead I'll leave you with this:

I haven't drawn in like ten thousand years and it absolutely shows, but the moment I read the words "sheep"!MC, this is what came to mind - and I just had to try and give my best rendition to it because the thought was so fucking funny to me.