#i'll be taking my precious lucy ok

[emilyy-jt]

First post!

My friend and I have started to write a collection of Lockwood & Co. one-shots, below this text is one I have wrote. I'm happy for some suggestions of what I am to write next (they don't have to be Lockwood & Co.). Whenever I write a new story I'll be posting on here, and on Wattpad. (Wattpad user: Emily-JT)

Word count: 1671

Lucy x Lockwood

A few minutes before, I had been forced by George to get his favourite biscuits (Jammy Dodgers) from Arif’s because he had been too lazy to get his precious behind off the lounge, normally I would politely tell him to ‘go jump off a cliff’, but I had decided against it as Lockwood was sitting in the lounge room reading when George asked and politely offered to come with me. Lockwood had been pissing me off lately, not just from his stupid smirk but also the fact that he always jumps into things without thinking. This leads to how Lockwood and I ended up getting into a little bit of a dispute.

We were walking down the pathway that connects the businesses beside us to the ongoing traffic when Lockwood abruptly stopped in front of Arif’s, we had been bickering the whole walk. 

“Why does everything I do seem like the end of the world to you? Honestly Luce, I’m just trying to help. If I didn’t ‘jump’ into cases, like you say, we wouldn’t be a company anymore” he rolled his eyes, “If we took every precaution we would be just as stupid as those Fittes kids-”

I cut in “But those Fittes kids are successful, Lockwood, they don’t live in fear of debt all the time-”, 

“So what you’re saying is that you want to leave again, is that it, Lucy?-, I was taken back by him calling me Lucy and not Luce, “I’m trying my best and if that means that I have to ‘jump’ into things, then I will take it. Don’t you realise that everything I do is for you…” he took a long pause, “for George, and for Holly.” I take a deep breath. “So that's it?, that's all you’re going to say?. I’m so sick of you starting to bicker with me at every chance you get, to just stop when I’m correct.” he yells, loud enough for the whole street to hear. 

“Fine, if you really want me to go I will.” I yell back at him and storm towards our home. A few seconds after I walk away I hear some mumbling from him but I decide not to walk back over to him as it would cause more of a scene.

“Lucy, dinner!” I hear George yell at me. Dinner is what I have been dreading. I don’t want to see his stupid smug face pretending everything is ok, when It’s clearly not. 

“Lucy I swear, If I have to wait one more second!” George yells again. I get off my bed and walk down the staircase, as I reach the second floor I see Lockwoods door open with a warm light inviting me in but I continue down the stairs and into the kitchen. As I step into the kitchen I am greeted with Lockwood sitting at the head of the table like usual.

“Ooo heres the girl everyone has been waiting for” The skull twists his ectoplasm into a stupid face, “what’s wrong now, boy problems?” I ignore the skull’s remarks and pick him up regardless of his protests, I drag out my chair slowly staring at Lockwood while I do it, I place the Skull on my chair, twist the lid shut so I don’t have to hear it’s teasing and walk over to the chair opposing Lockwood and sit down, Lockwood raises an eyebrow at me and George gives me a stare. While we’re eating I exchange dirty looks at Lockwood, he ends up looking anywhere but me when I look at him for too long.

“I don’t wanna be in the middle of this, can you at least just talk normally during dinner and start staring at each other when I’m gone?” George says, killing the complete silence.

“I’m not doing anything until he apologises” I snap maliciously, my voice getting slightly louder.

“Are you kidding me, you want me to apologise?” Lockwood matches the tone of my voice, “I’m not the one who decides to complain about everything I do, I’m not the one who decides to be petty and switch their chair just to stare at me all dinner. I’ve had enough of this!” He gets up from his chair making it screech loudly, leaving his dishes on the table and walks out the door. 

“Great going, Lucy,” George grumbles, I get up just like Lockwood and walk out the kitchen leaving George with the mess. 

I hear footsteps climbing the staircase and a sudden stop at my door, I groan. “Luce?... Could I come in?” I hear Lockwoods voice call out from the other side of the door.

“Ok.” I say coldly as I adjust myself to sit on the end of my bed. I hear my door open slowly and shut, his feet climbing the stairs that lead up to my room. As he gets to the landing he stays there standing still.

 “Hi.” He says in a serene voice.

 “Hi.” I reply quietly as I look up at him. 

He then begins to speak again, “I had thought about our… discussion just now and realised that I was being unfair to you, I get that you were worried about me but you don’t need to be. I can manage myself.” He said sincerely, still it made me frustrated but I didn’t let that take over as this was just how Lockwood apologised.

“I know.. But you saying that doesn’t change anything-” He takes a seat next to me on my bed and looks straight ahead instead of at me,”I care about you and I-I don’t want you to end up like Norrie.” I look at my best friend's photograph on my mirror.

“I know..” He replied quietly looking at the ground, then back at me “I won’t end up like that, I swear, Luce.” He takes my hand reassuringly and gives me a slight smile although I can tell he feels sympathy for me.

 My heart feels like it’s going to shatter like a porcelain doll, I know he means it… I do, but even if he does, it doesn’t mean that he won’t end up like her. I can’t bear the thought of him being like that. “You say that, but don’t make an effort to change, George told me-” he butts in, “whatever George told you doesn’t matter,” I look at the floor “I’m telling you that I won’t end up like that.”

 He looks intently into my eyes, “Luce-” he squeezes my hand “please, look at me”. I look at him expecting to see his ‘I’ve got this handled’ expression, but instead he looks truly worried; his eyes flickering up and down my face. 

“I know you miss her.” he breaks the silence that fell between the two of us, my eyes start to tear up so I look back down to the floorboards; tracing the intricate details with my eyes.

His fingers unlink from mine, I think I did something wrong, instead he moves his hand to my cheek and makes me look back up at him. He starts to speak again, his eyes never leaving mine, his hand still resting on my cheek “I get what you’re feeling, more than anyone in this house” he says softly; his eyes piercing every fibre of sanity I have left, I feel myself slowly lose control; I start to cry, my sobs silent. He doesn’t waste a second to pull me into his arms, his head resting atop mine.

“You’re okay…” he whispers to me. My head is buried into his shoulder, I can’t stop crying. All my emotions that I’ve been carrying for quite some time now pour out. It's as if I have no self control when I’m in Lockwoods vicinity. 

I hold my sobs back and pull back, I go to speak but he doesn’t let me, “Feel free to hold a grudge against me, I get it. I just want you to know that when you joined Lockwood and Co., my life actually felt worth it. I feel so selfish for suffocating you like you can’t have a life of your own, I was so utterly terrified of you leaving me- when you did it felt like my whole life collapsed, I didn’t have you to fill in the emptiness of the home-” he started to ramble on, “ of course there’s George, but you know how he is in the morning, I can’t say a word to him without getting glared at. 

“Lockwood-” my hand made its way to his, “I promise I won’t leave you, if you promise to not end up like Norrie.”

“You promise” he says in a voice, just barley louder than a whisper

“My solemn and binding promise.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me” George groans from the hallway, I look at Lockwood, and he looks at me, Holly seemed not to have noticed George as she swept the floor. Lockwood and I are both slightly confused at what George is going on about but we end up going back to what we were doing before: me, writing down groceries we needed on the thinking cloth, and Lockwood making all four of us tea.

George makes his way through the kitchen doorway and drops a newspaper on the table right in front of me. “You two really need to keep your stupid bickering to the house, as much as I hate it-” Lockwood cuts him off,

“What are you even going on about” he retorts, clearly annoyed at George’s tone.

I read aloud “‘Dispute between two Lockwood & Co. members. Will the company's biggest asset, Lucy Carlyle, be leaving the agency again?’”

 Lockwood snatches the paper up and reads through it. “They finally got my name right!” he exclaims, “no more of that bloody ‘Andrew Lockwood’ nonsense” he says in a mocking manner.

“Bloody hell, Lockwood, that’s what you’re worried about?!” George exclaims. I can hear Holly snickering in the background, I can’t help but raise my eyebrows at Lockwood.

[aimlesspixel]

Isat Scintillation SS

Loop

Spoilers ahead for 2hats you were warned.

Might not be the most polished as I did this on my phone but yea

It's so blindingly frustrating

I can't even muster the ability to take my own place

In the end my little stardust~ will have to take care of them for me

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I don't know how long it was but eventually I could hear someone

"Hey! Hey! Hey! A Star! A Fallen Star!!!!"

Just another reminder huh.

They're just bouncing there in front of the favor tree.

Oh wait they can see me better acknowledge them or something.

"This star has ears you know~"

Do you? You can hear at least.

"*gasp* a talking star!" They say in an excited and hushed tone.

"The one~ and only~"

"Whoa!"

"What brings you to this fallen star today?"

Looking at them it's definitely just a kid.

"Did you come from the sky."

"Yup, how'd you know?" That just flew out huh must've been a loop thing.

"Oh! Then I'll give you this! So you can take it back." The kid is offering a familiar four leaf clover.

Oh this is that kid from town. Guess stardust didn't do everything while they were having their little tantrum.

I guess there's no harm in accepting it.

Carefully don't want to hurt them.

Oh and now they're bouncing all over.

"Thank you kind one~"

"Can I ask you some questions please star!"

Why not it's not like you're going anywhere.

"I'll let you ask three~"

"What just three?"

"I can make it two if you'd like~"

"Ok ok three sorry."

"Three then."

The kid crouches down, thinking presumably.

"What are you doing under the favor tree?"

What about~

"I had to help my precious stardust~" Steal everyone I care about away from me

"Who's this star-"

"Say can you tell me why so many wishes were granted?"

"Oh! That's easy, the king was defeated. Everyone I knew wished for him to get his butt kicked!"

"That would do it then~"

They look proud now jeez they're easy to read.

"Did you know that one person's wish made the rest of them come true?"

"What!?!? Who's?!?! What did they wish for?!?!"

"You don't have enough questions left for all of those you know~"

"Ah crab! Don't answer those. Lemme think. Agghh!"

The kid crouches again.

Footfalls sound in the wood as an older lady approaches the kid.

"So this is where you were. Finished asking for your favor?"

"No! I'll be back in a minute!"

"Okay, okay jeez. Don't let me interrupt. Just don't take too long alright?"

"Alright Lucy!"

"Oh, why didn't Lucy see you?"

"I'm surprised you noticed."

"Lucy knows how much I like the sky, also you glow."

That is true.

"She couldn't see me because I didn't want her to. Although, you seem to have no problem there."

"Hehe" Little punks smiling at that.

"What're the stars like? If you don't mind me asking. Maybe that's a bad thing to ask a star..."

"It is different question please."

Thank stars you do not have any idea where to start with that.

"Do you like being a star?"

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Of course not. If I had been stronger then... If I hadn't made that blinding wish... I would be stuck in the loops still... Blinding fool. Still. Maybe It could've been enough. One of those times. Maybe. No. Siffrin ended the loops. Not me.

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"Are you thinking?"

Oh yeah the kid.

"Of course~ I wouldn't be one if I wasn't would I?"

The universes favorite cosmic joke.

The kid satisfied goes off to that lady in the distance.

Alone again. Thank the lucky stars.

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The universe is keeping this actor on the stage I suppose. Ugh what part is there even for me to play???

Not like there's any point fighting it. The universe leads, you can only follow.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Golden pumpkins hunt

A short and little crappy story about our farmers and the madness during the maze on Spirits Eve.

Farmer OCs in this story: May (@poxy-domain), Zeke (@theambivalentagender), Rain (@silly-farmer), Wren (@girls4zelda), Bo (@boinurmom13), Miranda (@amishasp), Shiro (@shirokumav3), Myra (@seharuuchan), Marley (@mmarggsstuff), Willow (@vilochkaaa), Skylar (@justashamwithwastedpotential), Thad (@reallyghostlypost), Lucy (@doggoneaway), Bella (@ivquatro), Eris (@lavendel081), Elisa (@elisa6102), Hestia (@g0atmama), Fawn (@fawn-wickenshire), Josephine (@jazhand), Ziana (@nimillaarts) and Julian (my OC).

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"Aunt Marnie! I'm not little anymore, why can't I go into the maze...". Julian turned to Jaz, who had been begging her aunt for about ten minutes to let her enter the scary maze this year, but Marnie was still hesitant. No sooner had Julian greeted the two of them and congratulated them on Spirit's Eve than Bo pulled him back to the maze entrance.

"You'll see, dude, we're definitely going to win this Magnus puzzle! Especially since this year's prize is not one, but three whole golden pumpkins!", Bo enthusiastically tugged on his friend's sleeve, unable to contain his anticipation before the treasure hunt. "We'll divide the spoils, naturally: both get a pumpkin each, and the third... well, we'll figure something out!"

The two young men stopped near two artisanal arches.

"It's showtime, baby! Ok, I'll go left, and you go right then. Good luck, bro." With a Hollywood smile on his face, Bo clapped Julian on the shoulder, and disappeared into the semi-darkness of the maze.

The young man with multicolored eyes sighed a little tiredly: he wasn't opposed to the most exciting adventure to find the golden pumpkin, but before entering the maze, Julian wanted some snacks from the communal food table. The poor lad hadn't had time to eat before the feast, and the smell of spices made his stomach rumble and mind go crazy. But Julian decided he would help Bo win the contest first, because after all, three pumpkins was a very generous reward.

Without wasting any more precious time, Julian finally entered the maze. The tangled paths, the cold, penetrating wind, the dense dark vegetation on either side, the atmosphere and frightening scenery, the shrieks of familiar voices, the laughter and the rush - enthralled by the spirit of the feast, Julian even forgot about hunger for a while.

Continuing to walk further and further down the labyrinth, Julian didn't immediately realize how he found himself in a place separate from the main maze. There was a circle where Magnus Rasmodius himself was sitting cross-legged, and next to the wizard were Julian's friends and colleagues in farming - Eris and Bella were sitting on soft pouffes, holding cups with hot drinks in their hands, and Elisa was eating delicious white chocolate-covered strawberries. The treats were made with scary but still cute faces of all sorts of ghosts and monsters.

"Hey, Julian! Happy Spirit's Eve!", with her mouth slightly full, Elisa congratulated the young man. Bella and Eris also nodded to Julian sincerely happy meeting their friend.

"Greetings, young adept. Enjoying the festivities?", Magnus ducked one eye open, not taking a break from his meditation. Julian sensed a large concentration of magic in this place - apparently to maintain the summoned maze.

"Would you like to join us? We still have some strawberries and hot tea left." Bella moved a loose cushion closer and a plate of strawberries, which Elisa looked at very intently. Oh, how Julian wanted to stay here and have a snack!

But he made a promise to Bo...

"Thanks for the offer, but another time. I still want to win the competition."

"Good luck to you, then." Eris smiled sincerely at the young man, and happily took a sip of hot tea.

"Watch out, young fool. The treasure is guarded by fearsome monsters, it won't be easy to get it..." Magnus was pleased with his own cryptic and creepy speech, and hummed quietly, returning to his meditation. After saying goodbye to everyone, Julian rolled his eyes.

"Scary monsters, yeah... They're all fake for sure!" With that thought, the young man went back to searching for the right path to the treasure.

Walking past the plastic spiders (where Thad was able to hide and scare Julian enough to make the poor guy jump a little), he stopped near a huge cauldron where a green liquid of unknown origin was bubbling. Penny, Ziana, Shiro, and Myra stared at the bottom of the cauldron, mesmerized.

"Mr. Julian..." Ziana said in a slightly monotone somehow. "This cauldron... It smells so good, it makes my head spinning and dizzy." The other girls only nodded slowly to confirm her words.

The boiling water smelled like cotton candy, and Julian's hungry stomach twisted itself into a knot. Ugh, no, he need to move on! Overcoming the urge to stay near the cauldron, the young farmer returned to his original mission, intending to turn left.

"Nope, it's a dead end." Skylar walked out of the darkness a little tiredly with Sam. "Honey, maybe we can go back to the common table?"

"Oh, absolutely!" Sam was delighted, "Besides, the straw in my suit makes me itchy... like, everywhere."

Oh well, Julian thought, the search continues.

"Hmm, maybe I should turn into a dragon? Then I’ll definitely find the treasure..." Hestia stood thoughtfully near the fake tombstones.

"Don't cheat!", Julian said a little provocatively from behind, which slightly frightened the girl. Hestia herself was not in debt, and stuck her tongue out at Julian, disappearing into the darkness of the labyrinth. Giggling, the young man walked on.

Yoba, the labyrinth seemed endless to him, and his stomach is already begged for some food...

"You decided to take part in the treasure hunt too?" Julian didn't notice Rain standing in front of him. He nodded to her in agreement. "And you?" Julian asked.

"Eh, I'm just hanging out here. I like this creepy atmosphere, it gives me goosebumps." Rain smiled, pointing her hand at Fawn and Josephine standing nearby. "Besides, I decided to accompany my friends in case we accidentally stumble upon monsters." She patted the hilt of her sword that was strapped to her hip.

"Huh? But the monsters in the maze aren't real." Julian was surprised.

"How are you so sure?", having asked a rhetorical question, Rain said goodbye to her friend and returned to the girls, who were still looking at the house with chicken legs with delight and curiosity.

Her words made Julian's hand tighten his grip on the hilt of the dagger, which he had taken purely to decorate his suit... "Magnus wouldn't put people's lives in danger. Right?..." Now walking more carefully and listening to every sound, Julian I was able to go through half the maze already.

After about two minutes, the poor guy was scared again when Miranda's figure suddenly appeared from the bushes. The girl’s face was distorted with anger, and she confidently walked past Julian towards the exit, despite the thorny bushes.

"Today there will be one less stupid adventurer in the world," Marley said to Julian with a malicious smile when she saw his downcast face. "You’re on the right track, brother. The treasure is out there somewhere. I think"

"Aren't you going to look for pumpkins?", still in a slight shock, Julian asked hesitantly.

"And miss such a show?" Smiling even wider, Marley hurried after her friend. Julian prayed for the soul of that unfortunate adventurer who became the cause of Miranda's righteous anger. Deciding to find out about this story later, he headed in the direction from which both girls had emerged.

With every step he took, his hope of winning faded, and the thought of returning to other friends at a common table beckoned him more and more.

“Yep, I told you it was fake,” Zeke stopped looking at the plastic chest and just quietly snorted at Shane’s comment. "Oh, another competitor." Shane just smiled faintly, and Zeke waved to Julian in greeting. "Zek, maybe, to hell with these pumpkins? I’m already hungry." Oh, how hungry Julian is - you can’t imagine, Shane!

"Alright alright, let's go for the snacks. I hope there’s some honey bun left in there!' Taking Shane by the hand, Zeke led him towards the exit.

Mmmm, honey buns... Julian can already feel the sweetness melting in his mouth and...

"Oh man, there you are!" Poor Julian might have a heart attack at this rate, and he's too young to die! Ah, it's just Bo.

"We are already close, I can already feel the taste of victory!" Taking Julian again by the sleeve of his leather jacket, the two farmers headed along the only road that would definitely lead them to the desired chest.

"So, now we have to go here and-" Bo didn’t have time to finish when suddenly, before his and Julian’s eyes, the figure of their mutual friend, Wren, appeared.

"Agh, damn, I knew I should have teleport a little further!" Stomping her foot angrily, the red-haired girl, however, immediately turned pale when she saw Julian and Bo, and giggled slightly nervously.

"What the tutty frutty fuck is going on here?" Confused, Bo blinked a couple of times and immediately answered his own question: "Cheater!"

Wren only smiled even stronger and ran away in the opposite direction from the treasure.

"Hey, come back!" Bo rushed off after the girl, leaving Julian alone. Alright.

It became darker and darker, the cold autumn wind did not spare anyone who was now outside, and the stomach began to growl again. So having decided to finally reach the end, the young man already prayed that this would be the end of the hunt for golden pumpkins. He's so tired and so, oh so hungry...

And it seems that this time - finally - Yoba heard the prayers of one of the chaotic farmers in the Stardew Valley.

A large, decorated wooden chest - after so many puzzles and endless dead ends - Julian finally found the treasure. He had already stretched out his hands to touch the lid of the chest and rightfully take the prize, when a human figure again appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

But this time it was May.

The girl smiled to the fact that she had teleported directly to the target, but her smile immediately faded when she realized that she had been caught. Oopsie....

The two farmers looked into each other's eyes for half a minute, not daring to do anything.

"Apple cinnamon pie in exchange for your silence," May finally decided to interrupt this staring contest. Julian's eyes widened.

"Deal", Oh boy, you didn't need to say twice. After shaking her hand and receiving from his friend a plate with a still warm pie (where she even get this pie?), May took her prize from the chest and disappear once again.

With the satisfied smile of the happiest man in the entire Valley, Julian began to leave the maze, still holding the plate of pie in his hands.

"Well, did you get your prize?" Willow laughed good-naturedly, standing with Lucy near the exit from the maze. Julian just nods, and Lucy noted to herself how little a person needs to be happy.

[spareparts-vn]

Reading the tips page for part 3 and they’re all so tall. Is there shorty representation planned

ok i gotta be totally real, i think i made a big mistake when calculating all their heights. i figured those out pretty shortly before the demo released, and my thinking was as follows:

lucy was given a height in episode 1 (5'8") so i have to stick with that

i can use that to determine everyone else's relative height

to do that i have to use each character's most neutral-stanced sprite

and then i can use some fullbody art of lucy to determine how far her legs go beneath the bottom of the screen

now i can divide that pixel height into 56 segments and those are my inches for a proper height chart

now all i have to do is line up everybody's sprites and that'll give me their heights!

......i guess!!!!

basically i wanted their height differences in sprite form to be consistent with their actual height differences because i'm really neurotic about certain things... but since i had to make certain characters tall enough to be visible over the text window, they turn out a taller than i imagined them to be. hanne is the best example of this, she was supposed to be very tiny but in-game she's only slightly shorter than lucy, who also should be shorter than she's listed, but i'd already assigned a height to her years ago and it felt like i couldn't go back from that, so... everything just kind of...... cascaded from there.

i have this problem a lot, where i try to solve a problem by taking everything too literally and it just doesn't. work. but i do it anyway because it'll damage my brain otherwise......

i'll...probably...change the heights at some point. it hurts me to do that bc i hate changing details after i've already released something, but it doesn't really effect the story, so long as they're all taller and shorter than the same people...

so i guess to answer your question, hanne is actually meant to be like 5'0"ish and lucy should be like 5'5".

that's still only two really short characters, but there's still plenty that haven't been introduced yet, so you'll meet some more eventually. i think i gravitated toward taller characters near the beginning of development because i wanted lucy to be shorter than everyone she was meeting at the time, and i was afraid of anyone's sprites losing a lot of visibility if they became too small, but. i'm much less precious about that kind of thing now, so.

......that's too many words about something very trivial, but i guess that shows how much it had been eating away at me. thank you for accidentally giving me the chance to confess my sins.

[springbloomer]

They found a letter to them...

!!!note: I'm in an angsty mood, FIGHT ME

Characters: The usual (brothers): Luci, Mams, Levi boy, my man Satan, Asmo, my sweet baby Beel, and our napping buddy Belphie

⛔⛔TW: MC is dead, suggestive (or pretty much clear) about depression and self-harming, censored swearing (DON'T PROCEED IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THESE THINGS!), VERY SAD BOIS

⛔YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED⛔

(I tried to make this generic for all my fellow sheep out there who are also MCs, I may have added some personal touches though)

MC's last words to the brothers...

Lucifer

"Good morning... afternoon... or evening. I don't know when you'll find my message, but I hope this may find you at a good time. Make sure you're not with any with your brothers when you're reading this, because I'm dedicating this to you, my love. I hope you are well, and when you find this..... that means I've....died. I'm sorry... I know we were going really well, and that we both loved each other. There was nothing wrong with our relationship, in fact it had nothing to do with you either. It's just.. ugh, I was tired of myself. Tired of believing in false hope, tired of believing I wasn't a burden to you. F**k, I just was tired of living! How was I supposed to support you in everything you do when I kept weighing you down, and you're practically the one who carries this entire relationship?! Ugh, I'm just sorry.... I'm sorry.... I'm really sorry... Lucifer.. please, don't take this out on your brothers, it wasn't anyone's fault. Just.... please know that I still love you, my darling, but I never brought myself... to love myself..." He dropped the letter and let himself fall onto his chair. H-how... why...? His head was in his palms and tried to restrain himself from doing anything stupid. A spell, a witch, a powerful force to bring you back... please, ANYTHING...

Mammon

"Hey... Are you in your room? Don't tell anyone about this, not even your brothers. And if your seeing this message, then it means that... I can't really be with you anymore. Mammon, my first man, the only one in my eyes.... I've.... died, and I'm sorry. No, this didn't have anything to do with you. Don't go blaming yourself about this, because it was all just about me. What's wrong with me, you ask? My entire existence just doesn't really matter anymore. I knew that I meant the whole world to you, but my idiotic and stupid self just had to take my own life because of so much self-loathing.... Your reassurances and supportive attitude meant a lot to me, it really did, but... why did I have to live? Don't make this message an excuse to be all sulking and depressed because of my death. Please, do not. But even if you do have the right to hate me and miss me... I'll have you know that I've loved you. Remember that, ok? Remember my love for you, the only thing that you can't buy. Our love is so precious, it's not worth a trillion Grimm, got that? I'm sorry to ask you this..... carry our priceless love for me, please? Please... and I'm..... sorry..." Now this was something he really couldn't boast about to his brothers. Who the heck would boast about their human's death? Surely, this was the first time he's been so quiet during his classes, and even in the afternoons at the House of Lamentation. All these thoughts running through his head, and unfortunately, he's been trying to find someone who could bring you back... anyone at all... he'll give all his Grimm up, sell everything he owned, heck he'll sell one of his brothers to anybody who knew just one spell to let him see you at least one more time...

Leviathan

"Would you sacrifice a day without any screen or manga in your face when you'll find this message? *sigh* Please take this slow, and take all the time you need to process, but I need to let you know that... I've... died... NO, this had nothing to do with you, ok? You say you're a sh**ty, gross, shut-in otaku, but you're MY shi**ty, gross and shut-in otaku, okay? Never forget that. It's just me who was the problem the entire time. I'm sorry you had to know this way, but I was just... tired of living... if that makes sense. Look, I've hated myself for as long as I can remember, which is obviously way before I got into Devildom. It was a ton of self-worth problems and a ton of depression as well.... I wasn't worth existing anywhere.... All those times you've told my that I fit perfectly well during my stay, I really appreciated it. I'm just really sorry that it wasn't enough. Ugh, my belief in self-worth is just, TOO MUCH. Please, don't suffer quietly because of my death... Though I prefer that you wouldn't talk to your brothers about this, it's alright to reach out to them. I wouldn't take the death of my lover too lightly either, so please, remember that I loved every bit of our relationship, and I love you, my otaku... He's just... a mess now. An emotional wreck, he misses you so dearly and wants you to come back so badly... (he wouldn't miss the opportunity to relate this to an anime, but this was actually happening in his own life, so he'd just be mocking himself) Frustration, anger, sadness.... all of these mixed emotions and it was tearing Levi apart....

Satan

"Hello, my darling. If you've found this message... then it means... that I've died. I'm sorry, and... there's nothing you could do about it, love. No, there was nothing wrong with our relationship. We loved each other both dearly, I knew this but... ugh, I've hated myself. It's all just me, dear, and it never had anything to do with you. Your affection never ceased to sooth my sadness away, but as time passed... the walls around me blocked all your love.... and I never wanted that to happen. I knew that I meant a lot to you, and I've struggled the urge to just... end my life... for the longest time I've known. Please, do me this one favor and don't mention this to any of your brothers.... but, I don't possess this kind of power to stop you in doing so. I still love you, dead or alive, and I was just.... so f**king tired of myself.... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.... please, after a thousand millennium, just please remember how much I love you..." He's reading your message over and over again, hoping that this was all fiction, not true, a lie.... He's never felt so down in his life, and not even the new bought books he's planned to binge read could distract him. How could it when the love of his life could no longer be by his side?

Asmodeus

"Hey there!... I hope you're still taking good care of yourself, dear. And not just physically, mental health is just as important..! ...Not that I can speak about that for myself. Just, why me, Asmo? What's so special about my existence? Other than being there for you and your partner for life, what else could I do? Nothing. As me being the only one in your eyes, it's selfish, unfair and totally really uncalled for to say that you'll find somebody else in the future. I had nothing to offer to you, and all the other witches who surround you would have surely had better standards than a measly human. I am a weak, fragile and unnecessary living thing who had no place in this world. Look, I've always hated that part of me, and the only way to get rid of it.... was to get rid of myself. I'm.... really sorry, I couldn't stop the urge to just.... easily end my life with a knife twisted in me.... Your overflowing compliments about me during those times we were together... I really wanted to take them by heart, but with this kind of thought, I couldn't bring myself to believe you.... I'm really sorry....." How special were you to him? He didn't care if the tears were running down on his cheeks. He didn't care if this would ruin his perfect, silky skin. He's bawling and raging, and didn't mind if he looked like an absolute wreck the next day. The only thing he could focus if your absence, and he's missing you so much he's skipped a few weeks of school, went offline in Devilgram, and shut himself in his own room...

Beelzebub

"Hello Beel... If you're reading this, then it means you ate the first one I made accidentally... I can't blame you, though. Please keep reading, and... I warn you that you wouldn't take this lightly... I- well.... there's really no softer way in bringing this to you. Look, if you're reading this, then it means... that I'm...dead. Yes, unfortunately, you read that right. I no longer exist in this world, the world where I have no purpose in. I'm very sorry.... I'm sorry I never talked to you about this... I'm sorry that you had to find out this way. And please, don't blame yourself. You are such a sweet demon, and I loved that part of you. I've always loved you, and all the time we spent together. Don't ever change that part of you, please. You were such a sweetheart whenever you try to show you love for me through the amount of snacks I receive. I really appreciate and cherish everything and every bit of it. None of that was the cause of me.... leaving you. It was all just me. I never like myself from the beginning, and all the things you've said to make me feel better? They were working, but things just got too hectic up to the point where I- .... I'm sorry... please, just, know that your true self was the reason why I loved you. You sweetheart, I'm so sorry....." The poor demon couldn't control himself. He's becoming an unpredictably wild beast; sometimes he'd eat so much, everybody would panic that he'd eat half of the entire Devildom, but on the other times... he wouldn't eat AT ALL, not even a CRUMB. Too bad... no matter what he does, that empty feeling never went away because he misses you so much...

Belphegor

"Hey there, sleepyhead.... How many times have I appeared in your dreams? Sadly..... that's the only place where you'll find me from now on. What am I saying? I'm gone, Belphie... I'm sorry, but I went and f**ked myself up. You had nothing to do with this, I swear. It was all me and my stupid thoughts. You already knew that I was going though some sh*t.... I noticed that when you suddenly came to me and told me not to die on you.... I'm sorry, but that's literally what I just did.... Please, I hope you could forgive me..... I'd understand if you're mad at me, and I deserve it. I'm really sorry.... I'm sorry.... Well, you said it yourself: "Humans are weak and delusional." You were totally right about that. It described my entire existence, so why keep on living? Don't do anything stupid just so you could get your cuddle buddy back.... I'll still be with you, and always love you. Just know that I'll never leave you no matter what...." He's never been so awake his entire life. Sleeping was never the same for him when you weren't by his side, and he tries so hard not to fall asleep- otherwise, he'd only see you in his dreams and make him hurt even more.

[rocwylde]

Always down to hear abt oc rambles

~🍁

Oh? Oh! Hello little sprout! That's awful sweet of you ;o;!! I didn't expect anyone to show up, I was vaguely venting but it wasn't even venting. But you insisted so I'm so sorry I'm about to go off </3 just a little bit though I use rambling to calm the brain yelling.

I finished a commission for someone yesterday, I take writing commissions but mostly it's friends who ask me to write for them so generally I'm very involved in said commission since usually... They also have my characters within the shared world of my friends and I. I never want to do anyone an injustice. The commission was for a ship of one of my oldest OCs and tlmy friend's.

Mind you, we haven't spoken about these OCs in years so it took me a while to rekindle their character in my head. And it was just... Amazing. It was beautiful and wonderful and I never say that about my own writing. But now it's gotten me interested in finishing all the arcs of my past OCs and newer ones!

So now I'm trying my best to keep my hands coordinated with my brain in taking down notes for their stories to maybe write something today, I'm just so tired. The commission took a lot out of me. But at least I have a lot down about the entire cycle of my Genshin Impact OC, Lucille. I love her so much, she's such a comfort but now I have her arc planned and I am in TEARS. NOW... ok rambling aside I'm gonna get right down into small things and then I'll be done I promise.

There are two characters that have impacted Luci above all others, and her arc revolves around them both. They were in her life at different times, for she is a long-lived creature. Her first treasure was taken by Dragonspine. And it would have taken Lucille too had they not urged her to leave. She almost couldn't do it and bears physical and mental repercussions from the encounter. And Dragonspine is the only place she fears.

Her prized and precious treasure in her life now, she will do anything to not lose him too. Unfortunately for her, but to the delight of me and I think the delight of my friend who owns said precious OC, something will lead them up that mountain again. Maybe a mission from that OCs boss, maybe something personal. I don't know, I haven't asked my friend yet about it. And I'm a little too shy to go and send them an ask just to talk about Lucille and her partner.

Either way, maybe when I feel less anxious and guilty I'll ask and we can probably workshop it ^^! I started writing bits and pieces of that second encounter in Dragonspine. And, I'm actually planning a little something about this whole mess of ideas. I want to eventually commission a piece of art as a cover to this story, a sad cover. I would have to ask permission for that too. I'm not just gonna commission art of Lucille and an OC that is not mine whatsoever without asking first.

It's all super vague I'm sorry anon, but I don't want to spoil everything~ I just... Needed an outlet/excuse to get me started before I let the whole dam loose. Thank you so much for the ask!! It was super sweet, and please stay safe and have a wonderful Timezone wherever you are. I hope I didn't just...bother you with nonsensical yelling.

[old-hyper-super-clover]

Squeeze that bunny tail!

Part 2

Description: The RAD student council as well as the exchange students help out at a bar where, oops, the staff´s dress codes are those sweet bunny outfits that we all know and thirst for. The MCs, Violet and Clover, play a game of who can touch the most bunny tails over the evening without getting caught. Prepare for fluff, funny innuendos as well as my thirst over hot boys in bunny outfits.

The story is divided in several parts and will be updated every few days. Find Part 1 here.

Story continues below the cut, hope you enjoy!

Both, Violet and Clover, were fair players, so, as they weren't able to walk around in a pair the whole evening, Violet and Clover had to trust each other in counting their own points.

Their utmost priority, however, was still to help out at the bar, so they had to focus on that for most of the time. But whenever there was a chance tangible (in the most literal sense lol), their minds immediately switched back to their little competition.

Violet had already started with one point advantage, due to the squeeze she had given Beel's tail.

But the girl was up for the thrill, so it didn't take too long until she had found her next target.

Everyone's beloved angel man Simeon was on cooking duty with her and Barbatos.

While the butler was easily handling all of their tasks on his own, the other two were trying their best to actually help him instead of being in the way.

They were chopping down ingredients that Barbatos could throw into the hellfire hot pot he was preparing when it happened...

A cheeky little squeeze while Simeon was turning to grab another veggie, and Violet got her second point already.

The angel didn't seem to have noticed, as he kept talking with this precious smile on his lips.

The real danger, however, came through the door immediately after.

Glancing up from the pompom that Violet had just given a good squish, she locked eyes with Luke.

They stared at each other for a hot second, then Violet straightened up again, trying to remain composed while Luke looked like losing his shit any second.

"Ah, Luke!" Simeon interrupted his own narration. "Perfect timing!"

Violet gave a silent sarcastic laugh. No, not a perfect timing at all...

Luke was still trying to cope with the sin he had just witnessed, but now Barbatos approached him as well.

"Could I ask for your help with the special menu's 'halo donuts'?” Barbatos asked. “Simeon claimed it to be your specialty."

Now Luke was blushing at the compliment.

"U-uhm... Well, yes, I do make quite good donuts... Fine, I'll help!"

As he passed Violet, he threw her a last sceptical glance, but soon the girl could let out a relieved breath.

Getting Luke to fuss over reaching for Simeon's butt was certainly not something she needed, not so soon into the game...

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Clover was trying to gather some safe points before risking anything.

Her main goal was to get at least ONE point, to be frank.

Looking at her options for low-risk points, her heart was beating for one particular target, but her blushy excitement made it impossible to approach that gluttonous teddy bear.

So she settled on probably the easiest target of all.

Belphie's first shift consisted of... Sleeping. Like, literally. The idea was to let him nap until his energy tanks were filled enough for him to actually be useful for proper work.

Huddled over the bar, the youngest of the demon brothers seemed so vulnerable that even Clover could bring up enough courage to go for that tail.

Couldn't be that hard, right?

Well, it could.

Just as she was about the stretch out her shaking hand, someone walked right into her way and startled her completely.

As the girl gave an awkward squeal, Mammon looked at her with almost as much fright in his eyes.

"Waah, human, what are ya screamin´ at?!"

"I-I didn't... See you there..." Clover mumbled.

"I literally just passed by..." He raised an eyebrow. But seeing how her cheeks were flushed all red, a little grin curled his face. "I didn't know you'd get so excited to see me, human. I mean, I can't blame ya for being flustered at my sight, but what's all the blushing for?"

"I-I'm not flustered..." she stammered, trying to calm down.

"Come on, you can be honest", Mammon continued to tease, his ego-boosting mode fully activated. "I look damn nice in those clothes after all."

Clover shot him a glance, mustering how his vest fit him perfectly, how his shirt was slightly unbuttoned, and that he looked prrretty dang fine in shoes with heels.

"You do" she agreed.

Now Mammon was the one to flinch.

"F-for real?!" he blushed, then cleared his throat immediately. "I-I mean, thanks, I guess."

Mammon went silent for a moment, trying to calm his heart rate over the unexpected compliment.

"Want me to pose for ya?", he seemed to joke.

Clover looked at him... and sensed her chance.

"Yes please, great Mammon!" she exclaimed.

His tanned skin flushed an even darker colour, but, being the model he was, he actually did some poses for her. Now Clover didn't complain at that -- Mammon WAS a snack after all.

But after a while, she prompted him to give her a proper view of his back as well.

He seemed confused, even more so as she told him to stand still, but in the end did not seem to have noticed how Clover quickly poked his bunny tail. And while he was busy bragging about something modelling-related, Clover also turned to do the same with Belphie's tail as he was still asleep next to her.

"Thanks, Mammon!" she cheered afterwards, having scored not one, but three points at once.

With a little hop, she tackled Mammon into a quick hug before running off in a giggle.

Clover nearly bumped into Solomon while running away.

"Oh, hello... Why in such a hurry?" The sorcerer dodged her perfectly, his eyes sparkling in amusement as he mustered the clumsy girl.

"Huh? Oh, Solomon, sorry. Didn't see you there."

He laughed. "Well, I did guess that, seeing as you were focused on Mammon so intensely. The only question is... What did you do to leave him as such a blushing mess?"

"... I hugged him" Clover said, shrugging.

But seeing Solomon's expression, she felt somewhat off. Was he waiting for a different answer...?

"Well then, time to get back to work" Solomon changed the topic. "We don't want to waste time, do we? The bar opens soon."

He turned, but had yet to get moving. Instead, Solomon was taking a look around, completely exposing his bunny tail to Clover.

Which was worth three points, after all...

And it seemed like just the perfect opportunity...

"Yep, see you", Clover replied, turning around herself, leaving.

As much as she liked Solomon, this man was emitting such shady vibes that there was no getting her to touch this particular bunny tail…

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Clover had bragged to her friend about her point advantage soon after (and spoke of her concerns regarding Mr. Shady MCShady),

Which she'd later realise had been a pretty bad idea.

Maybe fueled by rivalry, maybe just because Violet had some weird kink for pompom-like things, she upped her game SO much after that. (A/N: Ok it's not a kink, I was prompted to make sure everyone knows that... (But also it's a kink believe me hehehe))

Within the next hour, Violet scored another four points.

"Asmo, Mammon, and Beel again?!" Clover cried out in disbelief when the girls found each other in the kitchen. "What's wrong with you?!"

"Hehe~" Violet laughed. "I just had some good opportunities."

Clover rolled her eyes as she was cleaning some dishes. "Yeah, great, and I've been running around with top tier difficulty peeps like Papa Luci or Solomon. Talk about unfair..."

"I meeaan... You COULD squish them..."

"Yeah, sure, and risk dying? No thanks."

"Solomon wouldn't kill you... probably."

"... I´m telling you something´s UP with that guy today, I wouldn´t be so sure of that…" Clover joked, although having shivers go down her spine.

Before they could continue this, the kitchen door flew open.

Levi was dragging a trolley full of dirty glasses along with him.

He seemed awfully pissed.

"Levi?" Violet called out. "Are you okay...?"

He threw her a glance.

"Do I think I'm okay? In a place with so many Normies?" He gave a sigh, then seemed to have remembered something. "Ah, Violet, Lucifer said he needed you in the dancing hall."

The girl gave a nod, quickly wanting to make a leave since only fools would let a person like Lucifer wait. She shot Clover a glance before leaving, gesturing her to go for Levi's tail while they were alone.

Clover instantly felt that awkward pressure back on her, but now that she got called out she had to do it.

As the demon began placing the dishes in the dishwasher, Clover slowly approached him.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"If you've got nothing better to do..." he mumbled, not looking up from his work. "Although, you'd probably do better to go out and have fun with the oth- AAAGH WHY ARE YOU SO CLOSE?!"

Clover gave an almost equal squeal as she backed away in an instant.

"I WanTeD To HeLp" she screamed.

"BUT WHY ARE SO CLOSE?!"

"DON'T SHOUT AT ME, I'M AWKWARD."

"I'M EVEN MORE AWKWARD THAN YOU ARE, IDIOT."

They stared at each other with red faces until Clover crouched down to sit on the floor, recovering from this incident.

"Wh-what are you doing there?" Levi asked.

"Sit. I like floors. It's where I belong."

The demon gave her a weird look before averted his gaze in a troubled expression.

After a little silence, he would speak up again.

"... You belong outside, not here on this stinky kitchen floor."

"Huh?"

He bit his lip sheepishly. "Serving the guests, or at the bar... Where everyone can see you."

"... Huh?" Clover seriously didn't understand what he was blushing about.

He was staring at her, searching for words, but then decided to simply poke her bunny ears.

"... Bunny maids are a clear 10/10, everyone knows that..." he mumbled.

The girl blinked, now realising he was trying to compliment her.

"Bunny butlers, too, though" she replied. "You look really good", she laughed, grabbing one flap of his jacket to play with it.

"Adasdhegagf...!!"

Yes, that is a thing Levi can say, while flushing red and bashfully covering his face.

Not able to take this compliment, he ended up on the floor as well.

"You can't just land a critical hit without a warning... I thought we were confidants...!"

"Rank six confidants", Clover nodded. "But that's only more the reason to tell you what a snack you are right now-"

"AAAAAHHH DON'T!!" he screeched, turning away from her to hide his embarrassment. "I can't deal with so much kindness..."

Clover blinked at the bunny tail right in front of her.

Target locked.

She gave it a careful squish, then snickered a little before standing up.

"But you deserve it. That's why... I'm calling a confident rank up!"

He turned his head. "R-really?! Rank seven already?!"

"Yup."

"Woah... to think I'd be such good friends with somebody one day... Thank you, Clover-chan...!"

"No, no... I have to thank you, Levia-tan."

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"You want me to select songs for the people to dance to...?"

Violet looked at the three monitors behind the DJ's table in the dancing hall.

Lucifer gave a nod. "We already added songs from Devildom artists, but we could use a little of a cultural mix" he said.

Satan walked up to Violet and Lucifer, now looking at the list of songs all together.

"We also need to add more to make the playlist last until the local closes" Lucifer continued. "I doubt that anyone will leave sober enough to remember such details, but Lord Diavolo ordered no repetitions in the playlist, so please, just help us out..."

Violet gave it some thought, not really knowing much about typical party songs. “I highly doubt my taste in hard rock will be a good representation of humanities taste in music, but... Well, that´s all I can serve with, so…” She came up with some nice picks from her own likings.

While Violet was eventually coming up with some nice tracks, in the meantime, Satan activated his pissing-off-Lucifer mode.

"Lucifer, you talk as if you'd know what a real party looks like", he mocked, referring to Lucifer's comment from before. "Have you even been to a club before?"

The oldest brother gave a huff.

"Of course I have."

"Oh? I meant on occasions other that picking up a drunk Asmo from IN FRONT OF the club."

"The answer is still a yes, thank you for clarifying."

Satan raised an eyebrow.

"Interesting", he hummed. "I can't really imagine you at a club, though... Dancing in the crowd... downing shots... or being cool in general..."

The avatar of Pride gave an annoyed sigh.

"You don't seem like a party animal either, Satan" he countered.

"Well I choose to avoid crowded places for most of the time. However, I still think I'd do better at settling in a club's atmosphere than you could."

Violet could almost feel how Lucifer's frustration piled up, even though he tried staying calm.

"Do you, huh...?" Lucifer leisurely responded.

And his outward calmness made Satan angry as well.

"You don't believe me?" the blond huffed. “Do you really think I couldn´t beat an old man at clubbing?”

Meanwhile, being in the middle of what felt like a flippin´ dance battle about to break out any moment, Violet prayed for them to stop fighting soon.

... Which didn't happen.

They kept bickering, partly because Satan talked himself into a fury and partly because Lucifer's pride was too big to admit defeat or weakness in any way.

Just when Violet had finished the playlist, Satan threw a final tantrum, leaving them with an outraged "Whatever!!" as he stomped off into another section of the dancing hall.

Lucifer pressed out a sigh, cutting through the awkward silence that had spread amongst them.

"What a troublesome child..." he mumbled.

Violet watched Satan with a worried expression, before turning to Lucifer with the same look on her face.

"... Don't worry, that is normal behaviour between Satan and me..." the male assured her. "He will get over his anger soon enough."

"And... What about you...? I feel like you are quite tense right now, yourself…" Violet asked.

"I should go and see where my help is needed now", he claimed, dodging her question.

Lucifer was gone before Violet could respond anything coherent.

Thus, giving a sigh, she decided to at least check how Satan was doing.

The avatar of Wrath was lumbering around some speakers, seeming as if he checked if everything was working as it should (despite having no idea how they were working.)

When he noticed Violet approaching, he only shot her a quick glance.

"Satan...?" The girl softly called out. "Are you okay?"

No answer.

It almost felt as if he was going to ignore her completely.

"... I don't get it” he then suddenly pressed out.

"What do you mean?" Violet took a careful step closer.

"I hate him" Satan growled.

The girl flinched, but decided not to say anything. She felt a certain frustration in his voice, and indeed, as he continued, his tone changed a little.

"He really pisses me off every time. I get angry, over nothing at all!" He clenched his fists. "And it makes me angry, his stupid face, his cocky attitude...!"

Then his shoulders fell. "... Why can't I just ignore him? I get angry, and then I get angry over getting angry. It's so...!"

Violet listened to him patiently.

"... It's so frustrating..." He mumbled.

"I can fathom..." Violet claimed, shooting him an encouraging smile as he slowly turned towards her. "But... Don't you think it's already a big step that you don't actually want to be angry?"

"... But what good is that when I do get angry after all?"

"You can't accomplish everything immediately” her expression softened even more. “What's important though is that you at least try."

Satan seemed sceptical, but in the end gave a slight nod.

"I guess... I'm sorry for bothering you."

The girl shook her head in a smile. "You´re not a bother. I´m glad you felt comfortable enough to tell me."

Shyly, she spread her arms, inviting him into a hug. A little awkward himself, he gave a little laugh before stepping close to embrace her.

"Everyone needs to vent out their anger sometimes" Violet reassured.

"... Thanks", he whispered.

As they parted, Satan turned to inspect the speakers again.

"Anyway... I think we checked through everything we needed in the dance hall. I will look over this here and then head out for my break."

"Mhm..." Violet muttered. "Sounds good..."

And there, she went for it.

A little touch - she didn't dare to do more than that.

But Satan's bunny tail had been successfully poked.

He continued to speak like nothing happened, so Violet dared to wish she had went for a whole squeeze instead.

"I should be going now", the girl said.

"Alright" Satan was still focused on inspecting the equipment, so Violet made her leave.

Unconsciously, she turned her head shortly before leaving the hall.

A shiver went down her spine, leaving her paralyzed for what felt like her last moments alive.

Satan's alarmed, slightly angered glare was cutting through the air, focussing her for a hot second before he decided to turn around again.

Hurrying out of the dance hall, dodging Solomon as he had nearly run into her, Violet quickly pulled out her phone as she had withdrawn from the scene of crime:

Violet: Clover I think Satan noticed me.

Clover: As in Senpai noticed me?

Violet: ...

Clover: :D

Violet: ... No, I squeezed his tail, but later on he was staring at me. Help.

Clover: ... So he's a three-pointer now?

Violet: I don't know but I feel like I nearly died so probably.

Clover: Lolol well that's what you get from messing with Satan. But I'll be kind and give you those two points. He did not confront you about it, after all.

"Hey, Violet!"

Violet flinched so heavily she nearly let go of her phone. Her first instinct had feared it was Satan calling her, but actually, she turned to look at somebody else.

"Lord Diavolo", she said. "Can I help you with anything?"

"I want to place the free snacks on the dining tables" he smiled. "Most of them are from the human world, so I want you to help me choose the best."

He was already going ahead, leaving Violet no room to explain that she's actually SO not a snacking person and had near to no idea how to help him.

Someone gave Diavolo keys for the storage room, and as they stepped inside, he turned on the lights.

"Woah...", Violet's mouth fell open. "That's... A lot of stuff."

"Fascinating, isn't it? You humans are so creative when it comes to food!"

He led her further inside where the snacks were stored.

Even though Violet liked him a lot, it still felt weird, being alone with the Prince of the whole flippin Devildom. You wouldn't have guessed it from Diavolo's carefree aura, but Violet was fairly overwhelmed, being able to walk alongside him so casually.

She tried her best at giving some advice as they looked through the huge collection together.

"We should go with a good mix of sweet and salty snacks" she explained. "Pretzels, chips or peanuts, together with something more delicate, gummies for example."

Diavolo beamed her a smile.

"I knew I could count on you!"

And he started grabbing things off the shelves.

Violet was helping, of course, but the storeroom was also tall as frick, so for lots of bags, she had to ask Diavolo to reach for it.

And that's when it hit her.

The currently vulnerable Diavolo, reaching for a bag of extra cheesy Tortilla chips, exposing his three-point worth bunny tail, only centimetres away from Violet's reach.

She literally only had to stretch out her hand a tiny bit.

And with the waterfall of words that Diavolo was talking, he wouldn't even notice.

It would be so easy.

But she couldn't do it.

She looked around. Between all the shelves, all the packages, back to the door they came from.

They were alone. She was sure of it.

But also, Violet had never felt more watched over than in this exact moment.

There was this presence lurking in the back of her neck, threatening her the more she tried to stretch out her arm.

Waiting for her to make one false decision...

"Extra DOUBLE cheesy?!"

Diavolo turned around, holding up a bag of Doritos. "Humans are so crazy!!"

Violet blinked at him, only now noticing that her whole body had tensed up so much it almost hurt.

"Y-yeah..."

As they walked out of the storeroom, arms full with all sorts of snacks, Violet gave a sigh. She had been so close... Only a little closer, and she…

"Should I take some of those from you?"

Violet did a little jump as she heard the voice next to her ear.

Barbatos was right beside her, smiling and tilting his head a little.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to scare you."

The way he mustered her, with his bunny ears and the bow tie around his neck, he looked so cute when he gently pulled most of the bags out of Violet's grip,

But sure as hell, today the girl learned to never pull any kind of prank on the Lord of the Devildom. Ever.

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Violet was trying to catch a breath so she allowed herself a quick time-out in the bathroom. When she stepped outside again, she saw Solomon waving her over.

"I heard you and Lord Diavolo brought snacks to display? Would you mind helping me bring them to the tables?"

She gave a nod as an answer.

"Great. Then, let's divide them into the bowls first, and then go around with one of the trays."

And so they did. There wasn't much happening, really. Not much chatting, but nothing strange either.

Just one thing...

A bunch of perfect occasions to squeeze Solomon's bunny tail. Like, every few moments, he was focussing on something, leaving a perfect opening...

Violet left this situation without gaining any more points.

[heartfilias]

guys, i'll be making an anime/manga/videogame family (◑‿◐) 

just reply/message me the character you want ˙▽˙