#iruma kun fluff

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#56 TANGAMANDAPIO-

Hiding the demon king you accidentally summoned who now uses your home to hide away from someone named Sa-chan...who gives him duties apparently...hard to explain to your parents who been trying to set you up for marriage...why there is a giant hot man in your home-

Y/n*Ordering him to stay in their bedroom* Don't say a word-

Delkira: Fergalicious...

Y/n: Dammit, Kira! I said no words!

Delkira: Oh I see how it works. Two weeks ago, we were playing Scrabble, it's not a word, now it's suddenly a word because it's convenient for you!

...who wants this to be a series?-

I WANNA HEAR A "UMAAAAIIII" FOR YES IN THE COMMENTS

[yayakoishii]

Childish Mistake | Kalego x Reader

Fandom: Mairimashita! Iruma-kun

Pairing: Naberius Kalego x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Genre/Tags: Fluff, Married Relationship, Memory Loss + Deaging Potion Accident

Summary: You have an accident and end up losing your memory and reverting into your teenage self.

A/n: I'm starting to think that all my fics for this fandom will be spur of the moment, I-got-possessed type of fics lol. I read the Kalego Gaiden and caught up to the manga so, I obviously had to write for him~ I really want to write a teenage Kalego or Balam fic tho! so much fun to write about their Babyls days...

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"Sensei!!" A shout had you pausing in your steps. You turned around to find a student running to you with a desperate expression and your admonition about running in the hallways died on your lips.

"Is everything okay?" You asked in concern. He stopped just short of bumping into you and panted.

"There's been some disturbance at the Magic Development battler!" He said immediately. "I think one of the potions leaked and students have become all aggressive. Fights are breaking out!"

"Oh no," you muttered under your breath and immediately dashed to the battler's room. You could make out some of the abnormal class students trying to subdue the aggressive ones; Jazz must have called for help. "Alright, break it off!"

You immediately cast spells to get everyone distanced as you joined the fray. With a snap of your finger, you bound up the students who were trying to lunge at the others again. There was still chaos and shouting and you turned to see the Magic Development battler wailing and getting angry– a lot of the potions and gadgets were now broken and spilled over the floor. You carefully tried to walk around them to where the battler head was but accidentally bumped into a shelf where only one bottle was remaining.

Your eyes widened as you watched the contents spill on top of you in slow motion, your reflexes only fast enough to close your eyes in time so that it wouldn't blind you.

Excruciating pain ripped through your body and you couldn't help but let out a bloodcurdling scream. It felt like your blood was on fire and like your skin was being stretched taut. You crumpled into yourself, balling up on the floor, too overwhelmed by the pain to heed the concerned shouts of your students as you passed out.

•

Kalego was walking down the hallways to the staff room when he heard the commotion coming from the Magic Development battler. A scream he had never heard before pierced the corridors and he immediately rushed over; he had never heard it before but it still sounded familiar. There were students shouting and he parted them with a wave of his hand, trying to get to the centre of the commotion.

The purple haired teacher was shocked to find you lying on the floor. Well… ‘you’ was a bit of a stretch. Because the one lying unconscious on the floor was not the you he talked to, but the you from your teenage, when you both attended Babyls as students. You had somehow reverted to that age and Kalego was glaring at the students in a silent question.

Everyone seemed relieved that he was here (a first, he mused) but it took a few minutes for them to properly tell him what the hell had happened. Kalego sighed and immediately called for more teachers to take care of the affected and bound students. He himself made his way over to your unconscious body and started to pick you up so he could take you to the infirmary but the moment he touched you, you woke up with a loud gasp.

Kalego froze and looked at you, finding it strange to look at your younger self. Your wide eyes were still the same and yet, teenage you somehow seemed more brighter and innocent. Like you had yet to see the horrors of the world.

"What's your name?" Kalego asked immediately in lieu of checking your memory after he had helped you sit up. You cocked your head at him, staring unblinkingly. He waited for a few seconds but you didn't respond. "Can you hear me? Can you talk?"

"Uh, yeah," you nodded and blinked, cheeks flushing. It did not go amiss by Kalego, who only now remembered something you had told him a long, long time ago. "I'm (y/n). What's, what's your name, mister?"

Kalego could feel the silent stares from the students all around him and decided that he needed them gone.

"Alright, get out of here," he shot everyone a glare and most of them scampered off, not wanting to bring on the wrath of the guard dog of Babyls. The Abnormal class stayed behind but Kalego glared at them too. "You won't get a special warning. Leave."

They were hesitant but agreed to leave only after Iruma asked, "Will she be fine? Can you fix this?" and Kalego had answered an unwilling "Yes." It appeased them for now and they left him alone with you, who were looking at everything in curiosity.

"List everything you can remember and are aware of," Kalego said immediately, not bothering to get up from where he was crouched next to you. You immediately straightened up at his commanding tone.

"My name is (l/n) (y/n), 16 years old, student at Babyls," you said quickly, eyes flashing over your surroundings. "You are… Naberius Kalego. Last thing I remember is watching my juniors' Harvest Festival before going to sleep. Judging by my surroundings, I'm guessing I am currently at Babyls but… this is an unfamiliar Babyls. I have probably lost a lot of my memory if I'm correct in my assumption."

"Yeah, it's a lot," Kalego sighed and stood up, offering his hand to you. Your eyes flicked to the hand and you blushed even more furiously. Now was not the time but Kalego couldn't help but be pleased at how flustered you were getting around him. You had told him long back when you got together that you had had a crush on him since your school days. He had only nodded and moved on but now. Now he could see its effect in action.

"Thank you," you took the hand and stood up. You followed him and Kalego could see you glancing at him with awestruck eyes as you walked.

"Is there something on my face, (l/n)?" He asked calmly, enjoying this. It had been years since he had called you by that name. It wasn't even your name anymore.

Your excited smile dropped immediately at his question and you looked heartbroken. It made him pause. Kalego hadn't noticed you in school days much. In fact, when you joined as a teacher, he just remembered you by virtue of you being one of the top scorers during your years. He hadn't got to see your younger face much and unexpectedly, he had the chance now– yet he had somehow made you sad.

"What's wrong?" He asked, failing to hide his concern. He wouldn't let it slip to anyone but you… you were different. He could let it slip because you would never tease him. You huffed and looked away, pouting.

"I don't know, Naberius," you bit back. Kalego had to bite down a smile threatening to pop up on his face. If only you knew that you were Naberius too. "I'm not stupid. I can tell that you're all grown up. You look pretty much the same. I can hazard a guess that I probably fulfilled my dream of becoming a teacher at Babyls too."

"What's the problem then?" He asked as the two of you started walking again. The infirmary was close now.

"I don't know," you said quietly, looking sad. "I thought… I thought we'd be closer now, I guess. I want to befriend you, you know? Ah, I mean, for you, it's probably in the past. I guess I'm just sad that I failed to do it."

"Who says we're not closer?" Kalego asked as he opened the door for you and gestured for you to go in. You went in and shot him another tiny glare. It really was cute.

"You're calling me by my surname," you pointed out. "Not even a bit different from my memories."

"I did that to suit your memories," Kalego answered, moving to the shelf to bring out certain ingredients. A quick and easy recipe to fix the problem at hand. "If you wanted me to call you by your new surname, you could have said that outright."

There was silence in the room as Kalego quietly worked on mixing the antidote. He waited a few minutes but with no response from you, he had to look up. You were staring at the ground in horror, looking absolutely terrified with tears in your eyes. Internally, he wondered how much he had fucked up to see you cry.

You never cried because of him. The only times he saw you crying was during the days leading up to your rare evil cycle. Even when he was mean to you, glared at you, or accidentally said anything hurtful, you had never cried because of him. You had looked sad and always talked it out like a mature adult but, he had forgotten that right now, you were just a teenager.

He was your husband but… he actually had no idea how to comfort you when you were crying. Kalego ditched the antidote to make his way to where you were sitting. He kneeled in front of you and took your hands in his own.

The action startled you and you stared at his hands in amazement.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly. A genuine apology was always a good start whenever he upset you. "I didn't mean to freak you out. I just wanted to tease you a little."

"Telling a 16 year old they're married to someone is cruel, Kalego," you huffed. He raised an eyebrow at the usage of his first name. You looked away, face flushed again. "What? Do I not call you that? What do I call you then? Darling? Love? Here, doggy doggy?"

Kalego's face scrunched up at that last remark and you burst out laughing. He let your hands go but you grabbed his, looking pleased.

"So I was right," you breathed out, looking a little amazed. You could tell from the way he was acting around you, concerned and teasing like he was very familiar with you. "You really… married me?"

"Yes, I had a lapse of judgement five years ago," Kalego stood up but didn't try to get his hands back from you. You tugged him to sit next to you on the bed, eyes still glimmering with excitement. You clearly didn't read into his attempt at seeming nonchalant.

"Shut up!" You beamed, eyes raking over his entire body. "I can't believe I convinced you to marry me. Good job, future me!"

Kalego didn't tell you that you had hardly needed to do any convincing. He was unfortunately quite in love with you. He was the one who had to do the convincing, actually. You had insisted on a romantic proposal and refused him three times before you finally deemed his proposal worthy.

"I can't believe I'm really living my dream life," you couldn't stop smiling, looking absolutely giddy. You had dropped his hands to cup your own face. "I'm sure I tell you this all the time but, you look very hot in your teacher uniform, Kalego."

"You sure got used to saying my first name quickly," he said dryly, trying to switch the topic. It was one thing when you said it to him before dragging him to bed. It was another if you said it in your teenage body with none of your memories. You grinned at his remark.

"I've been preparing for this ever since I met you," you said, a little shy at the sudden confession. Kalego felt like his heart was going to burst if you kept making new admissions to his face. He would never show it to anyone because showing he cared was showing weakness, but damn if he did not love you with every inch of his body. "I… I'm sure the me of your present is living a very happy and satisfied life."

"You are," Kalego smiled softly. You froze at the sight, body shaking in shock at the fact that this older Kalego had just smiled at you. Right. 16 year old you had never been on the receiving end of one of his smiles, right? "I try my best to ensure that."

"I- I see!" You squeaked, face fully red as you tried to hide it. Kalego got up and went back to finish making the antidote. There was silence again for a while before you spoke up. "Are… Are you happy too, Naberius?"

You had switched back to his surname in your nervousness but hearing you say it made him smile. It really had been so long since you had called him by his surname.

"The happiest," he confirmed as he finished making the potion to fix you. He non-verbally cast the spell on it and walked over to you. "I… don't know if I'm doing a good job but, I really try my best to keep you happy."

"You're silly," you smiled at him as you took the potion from him. You smiled down at it, more to yourself than him. "I may not have my memories, but I know I am the happiest too."

With that, you downed the potion in one go. Kalego immediately caught you in his arms as you dropped unconscious and started morphing back to your actual age. In a strange way, today's events had let him meet the you of so many years ago– a side of you he never had the chance to meet.

Even back then, when he hadn't noticed you, you were brilliant, smart and quick to understand your surroundings and yourself. Kalego smiled at the top of your head as he gently picked you up and placed you flat on the infirmary bed.

Today's mistake was unlike you but… that was okay. You weren't perfect and that was fine. As your husband, it was Kalego's job to ensure that you were okay even when you end up accidentally dousing yourself in age-reverting memory potions. Seeing you knocked out like this, trusting him fully, Kalego couldn't help but think. He was the guard dog of Babyls; that was his destined duty from the moment he was born.

But being your protector, your lover, the one who stood by your side– that was his choice.

A duty he was just as happy to fulfil.

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[lav-bee]

Welcome to Demon School x Reader

You fall asleep on him

Character: Balam

💛❤️- read as romantic or platonic

- It was around 8 when you finished everything up in the classroom and were about to leave the school when Balam asked for your help

- He wanted someone to look over a few of his new picture books before handing them to Iruma

- Sure you were tired but how could you say no?

- Once you both entered his classroom he quickly made some tea for the two of you and layed out 3 different books

- He sat you in his lap despite your protests and began reading to you

- The comfy seating combined with the nice tea and story reading ended up putting you to sleep in a matter of minutes

- It was too comfy and your were already exhausted before hand so of course you wouldn't last very long

- Balam didn't notice until he was half way through the last book when you didn't respond to his question

- He says your name again and when he heard your soft, even breathe he quieted

- Slowly and carefully he folded up the book and took the half empty glass of tea from your lap, placing both down on the coffee table

- He doesn't mind that you fell asleep, he saw how tired you were when you were yawning all the way to his room

- If anything, he's happy you're comfortable enough to fall asleep on him

- For the next hour he busies himself with writing down more ideas for picture books, glancing down at you every now and then

- When you wake after an hour you feel bad for fall asleep on him when you were supposed to help him

- Balam reassures you it's alright and he didn't mind

- You both went home shortly after and the books were looked over in the morning when you had fully rested

- Balam still thinks about your peaceful sleeping face sometimes and secretly hopes it might happen again

- He likes cuddles, what can I say <3

[bobokitty]

Every time I go back to catch up on Welcome to Demon School Iruma-kun, I'm get punched in the face over how cute it is (in-between fun plot stuff). All of chapter 308 is just gjdhsjdhjsks 😭😭😭😭

[bumblebeedrizzzle]

Original art by ug0nba on Twitter (X)

I was so inspired by this art and decided to write a little fic because I haven’t seen many for this fandom! I’ve been thinking about posting this for weeks… I’m really happy with it and I hope it makes you smile too! This is my first published fic, so please be nice to me!（╹◡╹）

Warning: This is a tickle fic, if you’re not into that then please keep scrolling, thank you!! ✌🏻 It is SFW tho!

Fandom: Welcome to Demon School, Iruma-kun!

Reblogs are totally fine and appreciated but please don’t repost! Thank youuuuu! (*´꒳`*)

Can you tell that I was heavily influenced by my favorite ship, Iruazz?

Asmodeus was feeling a little distracted. He’d invited Iruma over today so that just the two of them could hang out. It was great hanging out as a trio with Clara, but sometimes he wanted one on one time. The day had been going well, but then Asmodeus found himself very fixated on something: Iruma’s ears. They were so small and round and cute!! How had he not noticed this before?!

At first, he’d tried not to stare. But then Iruma had swept his hair back into a little ponytail and now he found himself transfixed. Small, round, cute. Small, round, cute. small. round. cute. He was pretty sure he’d missed the last few things Iruma had said, but he couldn’t help himself.

Entranced, he found himself leaning forward, his fingers reaching without his permission —

“Eep!”

Well that certainly got Asmodeus’ attention. He looked down and realized that he had pinched the top of Iruma’s right ear, thereby causing the aforementioned boy to squeal. Oh devils was that cute…

“I-Iruma-sama! My sincerest apologies! I did not mean to startle you. It’s just, I’ve never noticed how round and cu - I mean small your ears are! I might have gotten a little carried away. Again, my apologies.”

“O-oh, it’s okay Azz-kun,” Iruma said with a sheepish smile. “It just tickled a little is all”

Ticklish. Iruma-sama is ticklish. His brain overloaded. Iruma-sama was so cute so cute so devi-cute!!!! Play it cool, Asmodeus.

“Oh, I see. Yes, that makes sense.” How was that playing it cool?!

…

After a few moments, he tentatively asked:

“If I am more careful, w-would it be okay for me to touch them again? I-if it’s not weird, Iruma-sama I just noticed that our ears are so different and —”

“It’s okay Azz-kun, go ahead!” Iruma beamed.

Oh devils this boy was going to be the death of him.

“R-right, h-here I go”

He leaned forward again, focused intently on his task. Truly, Iruma-sama’s ears were like nothing he had ever seen. He made a point to be more gentle this time, which he hoped would help. After a few moments though, he noticed that Iruma’s ear was slowly turning red. Without thinking, he blew softly on it, hoping to cool it down. That was the reason it had turned such an adorable shade of red, right? He was dimly aware of some light chuckles and Iruma squirming. When he looked at Iruma-sama’s face, it too was turning a light shade of red.

Oh. Right. Oh devils. He should stop now, he should really stop —

Chomp.

“Wah! Azz-kun?!”

Yeah, he definitely wasn’t going to be able to stop. You know what they say about demons and desires and all that.

He continued nibbling on Iruma’s ear, now with the sounds of light giggles coming from nearby.

“A-Azz-kun? Are you ehehe d-done looking at my ears haha??”

Iruma was met with more vigorous nibbles.

“I-is this a normal wahahay t-to lohohook at s-someone’s ears?? I-it tihihihckles Azz-kun!” the giggles were getting harder to stop.

Asmodeus was long gone. Not in a wicked phase sort of way though. Actually, he wasn’t worried about his wicked phase coming around for a long while now, not with this adorable stress reliever in his hands. But all common sense had gone out the window the second he’d gently chomped down on Iruma’s ear. It was so soft!! And Iruma-sama’s giggles had to be in the top 3 cutest things he’d ever heard. He wanted to hear more; he couldn’t possibly stop now. His fingers appeared to agree as well, as they started fluttering lightly over Iruma’s neck, eliciting even more giggles from the boy.

“A-Azz-kun, hehehehell to Azz-kun! Y-you’re tihihihickling me! P-please! Aha!”

His squirming was getting more deliberate now as any self-control for Azz’s curiosity was losing to the overwhelming ticklish feelings on his neck and ear. He tried looking up towards Azz, but the demon let out a slight growl and continued his shenanigans. Iruma was left to helplessly giggle and hope for a break. He tried holding out for a while longer, but eventually pleaded:

“H-hehehehello?? I-I d-dohohon’t know hohohow much mohohore I can tahahahake, A-Azz-kun!” and with that he gently pushed his hands against the demon’s chest for the first time. That seemed to register.

“I-Iruma-sama?” he blinked.

“A-Azz-kun hehehey. S-sorry i-it just hehe tickled a lot and I couldn’t, “ he blushed more, “My ears are really sensitive.”

Asmodeus looked down with a mix of remorse and disappointment. His whole face was bright red, all the way to the tips of his pointy ears. When he finally met Iruma’s eyes, they were pleading.

“Could I tickle you a little more? P-please? Iruma-sama?”

Ba-dump. Oh devils. That face. Those eyes. That word. He never could say no when people said please. Well… maybe it wasn’t so bad to laugh a little. And Azz-kun had stopped when he’d truly asked.

“U-Um, s-sure. I-if you want, I-I guess. I-I suppose I c-could try to lahast a little longer” he said with a blush. Could his face get any hotter?? What had he just agreed to?

Asmodeus didn’t need to hear anything more. He pulled Iruma back into his chest and went straight for his left ear, receiving a fresh round of giggles in return.

“W-wahaha! I-I wasn’t ready! Hehe this is eheheven wohohohorse. Y-yohohour f-fangs tihihihihickle sohoho muhuhuch!!”

Asmodeus wrapped an arm around Iruma’s waist to keep him from squirming away. With his free hand, he scribbled the back of Iruma’s neck, enjoying the fresh round of hysterics and pleading. When he’d had his fill there, his hand roamed down to Iruma’s shoulder blades. Much to his delight, this produced a new response:

“EEP! Ahaha!! W-wait haha I-I’ve n-never beheheen tihickled thehehere. Ehehehe!! A-Azz-kun!! Ahahaha!!”

Iruma-sama really isn't helping himself calling my name like that. He stopped nibbling for a moment to say:

“I-Iruma-sama, if you want me to stop, then y-you’ll have to stop being so cute”

There was a pause. Well, it was official, Iruma’s face could get even hotter. But before he could think about what had just been said too much, the tickling resumed.

“C-cute?! I-I’m nohohot!! W-whahahat w-waiaiait w-what dohoho you mehehean?? Ahahaha g-go somewhere ehehelse p-please!!”

Asmodeus chuckled, sending reverberations into Iruma’s ear. He shivered.

“I suppose you are right as always, Iruma-sama. You will never not be cute. Silly me. I suppose you’ll be stuck like this forever then.”

“Wahahahahaha!!” was all Iruma could say in response. He had covered his face with his hands. Teasing, he’s teasing me! That makes it so much worse.

Iruma had erupted into full-blown laughter now, and sensing that he needed a change of pace, Asmodeus started scribbling up and down the boy’s sides with both hands. Above the desperate pleas and squirming he whispered into Iruma’s right ear,

“Don’t even think of escaping, Iruma-sama. I’m not finished with you yet.”

Iruma figured if he could melt into a puddle, he would. His pleas became incoherent babbles as he wondered what in hell had gotten into Asmodeus today. He wondered if maybe he should have been more careful. After all, this was a demon tickling him. Who knew how torturous it would be? Was this how tickling always went in the demon realm?

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Ribs. Sides. Back. Tummy. Ears. Neck. Collarbones. All Iruma could do was laugh as Asmodeus played him like a violin. He reached new octaves when he felt black-tipped fingers slip into his armpits — and he redoubled his efforts to scramble away.

“Yahahahaha nahahahahaha A-Azz-kuhuhuhuhun p-plehehehehease c-can’t t-tahahahahake ihihihit!!!!”

“Surely you can take it, Iruma-sama. I know you can because you are magnificent in every way. Even your laughter is magnificent — “

“S-stohohohop t-teheheheheasing mehehehehehe!! Nahahahahahaha!!”

“ — you are truly worth following, I am proud to be your friend.”

“Ahahahahahaha A-A-Ahahahahzzzz!!!!! H-happy tohohoho behehehe your frihehehend too, b-but ahahaha ihihit tihihihihihickles sohohoho bahahahahad!!”

“There is a simple explanation for that, Iruma-sama. You are the best at everything, of course. So you are also the best at being ticklish!”

“B-behehest at beheheing tihihihihicklihihish?!? Ihihis thahahat eheheven a gohohohohod thihihing??”

“Of course it is! Allow me to demonstrate, using a technique I learned from our Torture class —”

Torture?! thought Iruma. Oh devil, this was it, Azz-kun had figured out that he was a human and trying to torture it out of him —

Suddenly, Asmodeus reached down and kneaded his thumbs into Iruma’s hips.

“Ah —,” Iruma sucked in a breath. “GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHH!!!!!!”

Iruma’s nerve-endings jolted and his whole body spasmed. If he’d been taller, he might have smacked his head into Asmodeus’ chin. But as it was, Iruma was quite small, so he slammed his head back into the demon’s chest instead. He continued to scream incoherently.

“AHAHAHAHAYAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!! NAHAHAHAAHAHAH H-HEHEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHEHEHE S-SOMEBOHOHOHOHOHODY HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Oh but Iruma-sama, you gave the tickle monster permission,” Asmodeus purred. “No one is coming to save you now.”

Iruma was much too busy with flailing and laughing to reply. He could barely think of anything except how much it tickled. What had they been doing before this? How long had it been? Was Azz-kun torturing him for real or just being playful? Such thoughts were long gone. His nerves were singing and he was trying to keep up.

“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AZKHXJAHVIKAHVDX YAHAHAHAAHA”

The thing that finally brought Asmodeus out of his reverie was when Iruma’s laughter went silent. He knew the boy was stilling laughing, since he could feel the reverberations, but the room had gone silent. Then it really registered what that meant, and he quickly stopped. The boy kept laughing even after, slowly dying down into giggles. Asmodeus was too afraid to face him, so he wrapped both arms around Iruma and pulled him close to his chest.

“I am sorry, Iruma-sama. It seems I let my feelings get the better of me. I will need to continue training to make sure that i-it does… not happen again… please forgive me.”

There were a few moments of silence. Iruma’s heartbeat was still trying to return to a normal pace.

“Actually,” Iruma said, “it was… kind of fun….” he finished quietly. The tops of his ears were blazing red.

“I’ve never had a proper tickle fight with a friend, er well, it wasn’t much of a fight, but you know what I mean…”

“Y-you’ve never been tickled before?!” Asmodeus exclaimed.

“Well, maybe a couple times. But they aren’t super fond memories for me.” he paused. “But today was different. It wasn’t so bad in the beginning when you were being gentle. Then you started tickling harder and I definitely panicked a little, but honestly Azz-kun, it wasn’t so bad after all! Not being able to do anything but laugh turned out to be surprisingly relaxing. And, I feel safe… with you.” Iruma turned and looked up at him with a blinding smile.

Asmodeus’ heart soared and he found himself blushing and grinning uncontrollably. Iruma-sama is just so wonderful and thoughtful. He always knows just what to say to me.

“I-Iruma-sama, thank you!! I am so grateful for your trust!!” he beamed. “D-does this mean that…?!” he asked excitedly.

Iruma chuckled at his friend’s enthusiasm.

“Yeah, just remember to be gentle with me! And stop when I ask” he responded with a small grin.

“Of course, Iruma-sama!!!”

“And next time I want to be able to get you back!!” he said playfully.

“Absolutely! I will wait in anticipation, Iruma-sama!”

Asmodeus was sure he had never felt so happy and lucky in all his life.

[sixknight]

Naberius Kalego Fluff Alphabet

A = Activities (What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

Kalego is fine just hanging out quietly in the same room with his S/O. His perfect idea of a date is just reading together on the couch and drinking tea. He also likes it if they take an interest in helping him take care of his plants.

B = Beauty (What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?)

He likes their eyes. Eyes are expressive and help him read people better. He also admires their wit. He likes a partner with a sharp mind that can keep up with him.

C = Comfort (How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?)

It's subtle. He's not really known as the comforting sort but he will talk calmly to them about how it will come to pass. If it's a bad panic attack he makes them some calming tea and gives them something soft like a pillow to squeeze while he sits with them. He may also bring up stuff about his students and work, trying to take their mind away from what's bothering them.

D = Dreams (How do they picture their future with their s/o?)

He's not a big dreamer, having them with him is more than enough, but he does like the idea of retiring from his teaching job and running a plant nursery with them.

E = Equal (Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?)

Dominant. He will hear out what his s/o wants to do of course, and he'll compromise for them and only them, but he's usually the one taking the lead in the activities and plans.

F = Fight (Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?)

He's very passive aggressive after a fight and it will take him a while to cool down. He will recognize if a fight was his fault and try to make it up to his S/O with a gift (usually their favorite drink/food). If the fight was S/O's fault however he practically makes them beg him for forgiveness. He's a petty bitch <3

G = Gratitude (How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)

He's very aware of the things his S/O does for him and he's grateful for their help and mindfulness. He doesn't say it, of course, but he tries to show it through gestures.

H = Honesty (Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

He has secrets of course, some big some small. Also he absolutely never wants them to see him in his familiar form.

I = Inspiration (Did their s/o change them or the other way around?)

He's probably more likely to change his S/O if only a bit. Although Balam would argue that point, saying he's gotten a bit softer (no one but Balam notices this).

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)

He doesn't get jealous often but when he does he doesn't admit it and he hides it very well. Once alone with the person trying to chat his S/O up however... well, they usually just try to avoid even making eye contact with S/O afterwards. He'll also get a little more touchy with his S/O when they're alone.

K = Kiss (Are they a good kisser?)

He's... average. He's not a big kisser to be honest. He's fine with receiving them (in private only, do NOT try to kiss him in front of school staff or his students) but he rarely initiates them. His lips are usually pretty dry (please gift him chapstick) and his own kisses are usually very short pecks on the forehead, top of the head, back of the hand, or lips.

L = Love Confession (How would they confess to their s/o?)

IT TAKES THIS BITCH FOREVER!!!!!! Literally has to have Balam push him into confessing. It's... awkward... but rather casual. He simply asks if they wanna join him for tea or coffee... together... as a date perhaps... because he likes them. Balam is giving him two thumbs up from the bushes.

M = Marriage (Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?)

He's thought about it. It would be nice to settle down with his S/O. He wouldn't do anything elaborate or flashy, he'd probably propose in the middle of some mundane task. Just a simple, "Do you want get to married?" while grading papers or something. Marriage to Kalego wouldn't be that different from dating him. He's a "sticks to a routine" kind of guy so not much would change.

N = Nicknames (What do they call their s/o?)

He's not big on nicknames but when alone he may call them darling or dear.

O = On Cloud Nine (What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

Literally no one but Balam (and maybe Opera) knows he has a crush. He looks their way a lot but with his glare everyone assumes S/O is in danger cause they think he wants to kill them. He's not great at expressing positive feelings most of the time but he does try to keep his tone a little more neutral so he doesn't scare them off. But when he interacts with them he's noticably a little calmer and patient.

P = PDA (Are they upfront about their relationship? Are they rather shy when others are watching?)

He will admit to being in a relationship with his S/O but he prohibits them from PDA at the school. If they decide to mess with him and kiss him in front of his coworkers or students he will give them the cold shoulder for the rest of the day.

Q = Quirk (Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.)

His ability to focus no matter what comes in handy around the house. Chores get done pretty quickly.

R = Romance (How romantic are they? Cliché or rather creative?)

His idea of romance is rather unique. He's not going to show off or smother them with attention and affection. He'll be more open with them than other people and he'll tend to do more for them than others. He's not one to expect flowers from at random but he will set up surprise dates at their favorite places every now and then.

S = Support (Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?)

He believes they can do anything they put their mind to and he's more than willing to help (so long as it's something that wouldn't jeopardize his reputation or position) if they need it.

T = Thrill (Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?)

He prefers routine. As stated before he will make a surprise date every now and then but it's usually more for his S/O than him. He's more content to just curl up on the couch and read or watch a movie with them.

U = Understanding (How good do they know their partner?)

He can usually read them rather well. He notices all their small quirks and habits. Yes he has a little book dedicated to notes about them.

V = Value (How important is the relationship to them? What is it worth in comparison to other things in their life?)

He values the relationship as much as he values his reputation amongst his colleagues, so it's quite important to him!

W = Wild Card (A random Fluff Headcanon.)

He's both touch starved and touch adverse so when he decides to let someone close enough to touch him it's a very vulnerable moment. He likes to lay on his S/O's chest or lap and have his head stroked until he falls asleep.

X = XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

With someone special to him he can be a cuddler. He dislikes being touched by most but with someone he loves he'll want to lay on and against them every chance he gets in private.

Y = Youth (The morning is the youth of the day, so what’s it like waking up by their side? how do they feel waking up with their s.o?)

He wakes up early. Very early. He will wake his S/O before going to work because he doesn't want them wasting all day sleeping but he usually waits until an hour or so before he has to leave for work. Although... since S/O is around now he secretly stays in bed a tiny bit longer to hold them before he gets up to make breakfast and arrange paperwork for the day.

Z = Zeal (Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)

He will literally kill to protect them. Like straight up slay a beast into oblivion if it's threatening them. When it comes to other sapient demons he'll threaten them and try to get some other higher ups involved, but if ot doesn't work then he has no problem raising a magical hand towards the demon. He is even willing to spare a demon if his S/O pleads for him to stop.

[yurv-rainbow]

If my partner doesn't treat me the way Asmodeus treats Iruma I don't want them!😤😭

(I'm only 4 episodes in but he is my favorite rn he is so precious I cannot)

Me: *sighs and adds him to my 'must protect' list*

[misfitclassismyfreetherapy]

This chapter is like a slice of weed with a cinnamon on the side. And I?? strangely like it??

⚠️WARNING: SPOILERS!⚠️

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The fact that the first thing Azz-kun thinks to do is to lessen the pressure from Iruma like " Ah, I know Iruma-sama will do spectacular but I don't want him to worry too much" Like that's so cute. He knows Iruma sometimes get anxious about the pressure of it. I love that.

-And Iruma truly has grown into a demon at heart, he doesn't see the expectations as pressure like he used to anymore. He is so excited and thrilled to surpass them. He truly has became a spectacular demon.

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THIS.

This guy can say the most unhinged things with this face. Why. Does. He . Still . Look . Cute. Af .This is one of the infinite reasons why I love Iruma so damn much. Also this is making my ADHD flaring up with my impulsiveness. What. What does that mean? SERIOUSLY WHAT DO YOU MEAN IRUMA-

Also. This.

I live for Iruma simps coming together to work as a team, seriously we need more of this. Give me more. Greed is consuming my patience. GIVE ME MO-

I love Silvia. I vouch for more Silvia content because I said so.

Seems like this next arc will be the Battler Arc with the new kouhais, which means more yummy fluff dynamics with Iruma's army and the kouhais and delicious fresh character development on the kouhais. I need more of Iruma's kouhais content so I am so pumped up for this arc right now.

Well, that's all for my ADHD-induced opinions on the new chapter. I hope you have a great or night, guys gals and non-binary pals!

[arinzu]

Who's your favorite character in each anime you've watch?

Oh well it's

Loki from bllk, I got so inspired that I made an oc from him

Beelzebub from obey me! One thing food, plus I'm pretty sure he was my first crush once I figured out what was obey me.

Mina from my hero academia! She's a vibe

Shinobou from demon slayer! I just love her sm💕

Asmodeus Amuryllis from welcome to demon school iruma-kun!

Hades and Beelzebub from record of Ragnarok!

Becky from spy x family she's so cutee!

Sora smith from my next life as a villainess!

Claude from I'm the villainess so I'm taming the final boss!

I've watched many other animes since the pandemic started so it may not be completed! These are the only animes I've remember since the first time I've watched animes (4 years ago)

That's all

[moonsploosh]

MY HEART

[rachi-roo]

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Mairimashita! Iruma-Kun: The Wiggly-Woos!

Weeeee! Thanks to everyone who voted in the poll! 'Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-Kun' has been my recent hyperfixation. XD And I'm just about to start watching season 3! I thought I'd extend this from the HCs I wrote a little while back, this being Asmodeus discovering his love for tiggles!

Summary: Asmodeus discovers his love of being tickled through his buddy, Iruma! With the help of Clara too~

Lee!Asmodeus, Ler!Iruma, Ler!Clara

Tw: None

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Finally! Friday had come, no school for the students of Babyls for two days. Time for some well needed relaxation. Asmodeus was well looking forward to his plans. He and Clara had been invited to a sleepover at Irumas house!

A whole day and night with Master Iruma?! What more could Asmodeus possibly ask for!? Although this wasn't their first sleepover, every sleepover was destined to be the best, because of Iruma!

The three sat together in Irumas' room as they waited to be called down for dinner, Opera was making them a feast for all the hard work they'd been putting into their classes and studying.

During their wait, the three were having a playful pillow fight on Irumas bed, all happily bonking and batting each other with their plump weapons.

"Iruma-kiiins! HIIIYAH!" Clara beamed as she tossed a pillow towards Iruma, who immediately was able to dodge it with ease, earning another huff from the green haired grem-girl.

"Aaah, no fair! Iruma-kins is cheating! Gah!"

"Cheating??" Asmodeus countered, hitting Clara over the head with his pillow. "How dare you accuse Master Iruma of such a deed! He would never do something so barbaric and sleazy!"

Iruma chuckled, petting Clara's hair. "Awww, I'm sorry, Clara. I can't help it. Next time, I won't dodge it, I promise!" The blue haired button smiled warmly as he sat with his arms open and his eyes shut, waiting for his sacrificial blow.

"W-What!? Master Iruma, you don't need to take a hit for her! Don't be so foolish, you'll perish for sure!" Over dramatic as ever, Asmodeus protested, trying to snatch the pillow from Clara as she took aim with a cheeky grin.

The pink haired fire wielder fought the pillow away from Clara, sighing with relief, having saved his master from what he saw as an assassination attempt.

"SUPRISE HUG ATTACK!"

"NO!" Asmodeus was too slow this time, Iruma was doomed for sure as Clara lunged at him, tackling him to the mattress with a flump as she hugged him warmly, kicking her feet in the air, proud of her victory.

"Hehe! I got you that time, Iruma-Kiiins!"

"Haha, you sure did." The victim chuckled before his eyes sparkled with an idea.

Asmodeus turned away in mock defeat, crushed by the fact he couldn't protect his master. "Oh Master Iruma... I have failed you!"

"KYAHAHA!" Clara's sudden, loud and bubbly laughter snapped Asmodeus from his pit of dispare. He turned to see Clara flailing and giggling in Irumas lap, her cheeks were a bright red glow and her tail was wagging furiously.

Oh no. Had Asmodeus missed a joke Iruma told? How awful!

"Uwah! Master! I apologise, tell me the joke! I must've missed it!" He asked, sitting on his knees facing the blue haired boy, who just blinked in return.

"Joke? I didn't say anything, Azz."

"Huh? But, Clara is in hysterics! You must have told one of your fantastic jokes!" He insisted eagerly, leaning forward, giving Iruma his biggest puppy dog eyes.

Iruma thought for a moment, looking down at Clara with a raised brow. She returned the confused expression with a hum.

Then it clicked in Irumas head. "You mean this?" He started poking Clara's sides again, making her squeal and wriggle like a little worm.

Asmodeus stared in shock. "Wh- How are you doing that, Master Iruma? You didn't even have to speak a word!" He was completely dumbfounded by what he was seeing.

Clara sat up with a grin. "Iruma is giving me the wiggly woos!" Wiggly-woos being Clara's family term for tickling.

"What is a wiggly-woo?? Clara you're talking nonsense again!" Asmodeus pouted, folding his arms, irritated that Clara was using her silly words again.

Iruma chuckled, softly tickling Clara's neck, making her shoulders bunch with a snort. "She means tickling, Azz. Haven't you seen it before?"

Tickling? This word was also foreign to Asmodeus. What could that mean? Forcing someone to laugh without telling a joke? What kind of strange behaviour could cause this?

"Uuuh... I'm afraid this isn't something I've come across before, master Iruma." His cheeks puffed in defeat, his pride damaged because he had been left out of the loop.

He looked up, feeling a soft hand resting upon his head. Iruma smiled at him kindly. "Not to worry, Azz! It's not a big deal."

Not a big deal!? But this was clearly something Iruma enjoyed. He was smiling so much when he was 'doing tickling' to Clara. His eyes flashed with determination.

"Master Iruma!" He cupped his friend's hands, looking deeply into his eyes as his own pink opals sparkled. "Show me!"

"Uh, show you?" Iruma was taken back by the sudden change in Asmodeus's demeanour.

"Yes! Please master Iruma, if you'd be so kind!" The demon quickly layed himself on the bed, sprawling out and prepping himself for whatever was going to happen. He needed to know! He needed to learn this from Iruma! For Iruma!

Iruma chuckled at the sight, flexing his fingers playfully. "I mean, if you're sure."

Asmodeus nodded quickly. "I'm certain! Master Iruma! Please, you must show me this tickling at once! I want to know how this spell works so that I may cast it upon you in any hours of darkness that may arise and-GYAHA!" A sudden jolt of electric tingles sent a spasm through Asmodeus body, causing him to immediately curl in on himself, covering his face with his arms in shock.

"Hah! W-What in hell was that?" He asked, his voice trembling slightly as he watched Iruma pull his hands away.

"That was a tickle." He smiled innocently, waiting for Asmodeus to calm himself before he continued. He didn't want to overwhelm him on his first tickle time.

"That was... A tickle?" Asmodeus was shook! He had never felt anything like that before. All Iruma had done was press on his ribs with his fingertips, and it had sent his body into an instant defensive overdrive!

Seeing how instantly reactive Asmodeus was, Iruma thought it best to leave him be for now. "Sorry, Azz. I won't do it again-"

"No!" Asmodeus quickly flattened himself out again. "I-I mean, uh, I can take it. I need to experience more. For um... Training!"

"Haha! If you say so. Here I come~" Iruma wriggled his fingers again, drawing closer to Asmodeus's tummy this time.

The pink haired demon felt his tummy doing cartwheels! His hands instinctively shooting up to try to bat Irumas' hands away as nervous, happy giggles started pouring from his mouth.

"Gehe! W-Wait! No, I'm okay, Iiiieeuah! Haha!" The sounds that were coming from him were less than flattering, but they were oh so cute!

"I haven't even touched you yet!" Iruma giggled with him as Clara watched eagerly, laughing at Asmodeus's strange sounds and expressions.

"Azz-Azz sounds like a little girl!"

"Y-Yohou would knowhow! Gyahaha!" Asmodeus brought his knees to his chest, his feet kicking as Iruma finally managed to dodge Asmodeus's defensive hands and get a good dig at his belly.

"KYAHAHAAAA!" His head flew backwards, pushing into the mattress as his back arched, his eyes squeezing tightly shut as a huge bright, fanged smile spread over his rosy cheeks.

"Oho my gahAHAHA! AHA!" He gasped for air, feeling Irumas tickling fingers shift across his body, finding his sides and starting to pinch and knead at the area.

"WAHAAA! I-IruMAHA!"

"That's my name~" Iruma chirped, happily watching his friend squirm and laugh freely. It wasn't unusual for Asmodeus to laugh around them, but to see him in utter hysterics like this was a real treat.

Asmodeus rolled to one side, half burying his face into the mattress as a hand managed to grab Irumas, only for the back of his ribs to be attacked with a set of digging knuckles instead, immediately making him roll back over.

"BYAHAHA! Ah! HAHAHA! I-IHIHIHEEEEE!"

"Haha, no escaping me, Azz~" Iruma teased playfully, starting to knead his thumbs into Asmodeus's lower ribs.

"AAAAH!"

Clara grinned, she wanted to play too!

"Hehe, time for the peets to get some wiggly-woos!" She chuckled, moving to sit by Asmodeus's feet. He was too distracted by this newfound sensation to realise what she was up to.

"Peets, peets, peets!" She sang, grabbing one of the flailing demons ankles, locking it securely under her arm.

"Huh? C-Clahahara! W-Whahahat are yoAHAHA! OHO DEVI-! HYAHAHA!" He practically screamed with laughter as he felt Clara's claws start to drag up and down his socked foot. His toes curled as he tried to tug his leg free.

"Wooow! Azz-Azz is devi-LOUD! Haha! Looks like his peets like the wiggly-woos the best!"

"You mean you think his feet are the most ticklish?" Iruma asked, just needing a brief translation.

"Yup! His little piggily-peets are very wiggly-woo positive!"

"Right!"

With one foot trapped and his upper half constantly being taken by suprise by Iruma switching tickling positions all the time, Asmodeus was getting the full work.

"Ahahahaaaa! HYAHAHAHA! Eeeheheheeee!" His laughter was loud, using his whole body to project his boyish guffaw. A few droplets of giggly tears pooled in his eyes.

Being such a powerful demon from birth, Asmodeus had never gotten into any tickle fights. He didn't even have any friends who would want to play like this with him. But now he did, and it was... Wonderful!

This full-on tickle fest only lasted about a minute, though it felt like an eternity, when Iruma noticed the tears in Asmodeus's crinkled eyes.

"Haha, okay, okay, ease up Clara."

"Aaawwww, I didn't get to test his other peet!" She chuckled, letting go of Asmodeus's foot.

The dishevelled demon lay there on his back, panting heavily. A lazy hand came up to swipe his tangled pink locks from his forehead. His clothes were wrinkled, and his shirt had ridden up past his abs. Somehow, his other sock had come free from his foot during his thrashing.

"Hah... Hey... Why..."

"Are you alright, Asmodeus?" Iruma asked, tilting his head as he waited for Asmodeus to catch his breath.

"Aww man, did we over do it? I'm-"

"Why'd you stop?"

Clara and Iruma looked at each other in suprise.

"Too many wiggly-woos will make you sleepy, or worse, the hiccy-pups!" Clara nodded.

"Yeah, don't you want us to stop?" Iruma asked, looking at Asmodeus's damp eyes and flushed cheeks.

Asmodeus furrowed his brow, not quite understanding why Iruma would say that. "Am I supposed to want you to stop the wiggly-wo- uh, tickling?"

That's when Iruma and Clara realised. This demon is a Lee! Or, in their terms, very wiggly-woo positive!

"Alright, Azz. Shout 'wiggles' when you want us to stop."

"I doubt I'll be needing a code word to stop you from tiHIHIAHAHA!"

The room was filled with laughter once more as Asmodeus was bombarded with playful tickling. All three of them laughing and joking together. The happy sounds danced out into the hallway, as Opera was on his way to fetch them for food.

He smiled to himself, letting the three play, just for a few minutes more.

"Hm... At least they're building up an appetite."

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#58 Life with Delkira...

Delkira, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often?~ Y/n, confused: I mean yeah, this is my house, so yeah.

You and Delkira On the street, he hides his horns with magic, and ...most look at him as just a hot foreigner...

Delkira: This date is boring! Y/n: This isn't a date, I said I was going to the store! Delkira: Then why did you invite me? Y/n: I didn't, I specifically said "Don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you, tiny human, I'll do whatever I want!

At a Zoo...Delkira threw a fit given he wanted to see the human world beasts

Delkira: What are they in for? Y/n: 'Kira, this isn't a prison... Delkira: So they can leave? Y/n: No, but- Delkira*pointing at a meerkat* I bet that one murdered someone...

-30 Mins Later-

Y/n*Walking ahead of him annoyed, wet, and hungry...they had just been kicked out of the Zoo given Delkira wanted to swim with the big fishes*-I should've left you on that street corner where you were standing

Delkira: But ya' didn't!

-In the Netherworld, Delkira goes back when you're at work-

Sulli: Look...I know you love them but you can't keep this up- Delkira: I am not in love with Y/n! Sulli, staring at Delkira: I never said who... Delkira*realizes* Delkira: Shit. Well, anyways-

Part 2 of:

[yayakoishii]

Picture This | Balam Shichirou x Reader

Fandom: Mairimashita Iruma-kun

Pairing: Balam Shichirou x GN! Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Genre/Tags: Fluff

Summary: You find out about the kind and gentle Balam Shichirou and meet him with a proposition of your own.

A/n: I have known this demon for 3 episodes and I'm in LOVE;; so I basically got possessed by the sudden urge to write something for him. he's the kindest, the sweetest, the BEST TEACHER EVER 😭 I love teachers like him so much, this was very self-indulgent and kinda just me admiring him hehe... I hope you enjoy this short thing I wrote, even though there's a high chance that he might be slightly ooc since I haven't known him for longer than 3 episodes.

also available on ao3!

The chatter in the class was a low hum as everyone worked on their own worksheets that you had just printed out. The Apocalypse Test was close and as a new teacher at Babyls, you wanted your first results to reflect well. If the results were not good then that would mean you had to work harder as a teacher.

You were walking amongst the students, listening in on their discussions or aiding them in finding where the answer could be found in the textbook. It was an open book, open discussion worksheet solving session and you were pleased with how well the students seemed to be handling it without making too much noise. The abnormal class could be really serious about studying when they put their mind to it, huh?

The bobbing of a blue head caught your attention and you walked closer to Iruma's seat. As always, he was sitting between Alice and Clara but the three of them were referring to their own books. (Except for Clara; you were pretty sure the book in her hand had nothing to do with studying…) The book in Iruma's hand was one you had never seen before but it looked interesting.

"Iruma-kun?" You stopped in front of his desk and looked down at the book curiously. Said boy startled and looked up in panic until he realised it was just you. "Where did you get this book?"

"Oh!" He gave you a warm smile, the kind that always made you smile in return. "Balam-sensei gave it to me because I was… y'know… struggling to understand."

"Can I see it?" You asked, curiosity taking a hold of you. Iruma handed you the book and you leafed through it. Surprisingly, it was a picture book with really easy explanations. Whoever wrote it had your gratitude; these were the kind of books that made learning enjoyable and less daunting. You closed it and looked at the cover to check the author's name. "Huh? Balam Shichirou…? Balam-sensei wrote this book?"

"Yes!" Iruma beamed at you. "He made some of them especially for me."

"That's wonderful," you felt touched even though you had never met the man. When you had aspired to be a teacher, this was the kind of teacher you were aiming for. Somebody who helped even the students who were struggling to understand, from the basics so they could build a stronger structure of knowledge on it. "Is it easier for you to understand this way?"

"It is," Iruma admitted, shyly scratching the back of his neck. You smiled and lightly patted the top of his head, startling the boy a little.

"I'll keep that in mind for my next class," you said. "And while I'm grateful for Balam-sensei… Why didn't you tell me if you were struggling to understand my teaching, Iruma-kun? I would have adjusted for you."

You pouted at him so he knew you weren't seriously mad at him; just a little upset.

"No, no, no!" The boy panicked and shook his hands in a negating gesture. "That's not it, (y/n)-sensei!! I just didn't want to burden you because I was the only one struggling even with your easy explanations… I guess having it in written form like this just helps to remember what you've already taught."

"It's not a burden, Iruma-kun," you reminded him. "It's my job as a teacher to make sure you understand. If you don't understand something, that's my responsibility. If you're worried about being a bother to the rest of the class, you can always come to me after the classes are over to get a quick personalised lesson."

"Eh?" He looked surprised. "Wouldn't that take up your time, sensei?"

"If it helps my students then it's time well spent!"

•

After your classes for the day were done, you asked around the staffroom for where you could find Balam Shichirou. Kalego gave you the directions and you made your way to his office, curious about what kind of person he must be and how he would look. From whatever Iruma had told you, he already sounded like a kind person and a great teacher. You found the door and knocked on it before looking inside.

"Balam-sensei?" You asked. There was a demon with long white hair sitting on a table, writing something down, who startled at your voice. "Can I come in?"

"O- Oh, yes, please!" He seemed a little confused by your presence but you stepped in and closed the door behind yourself. There was an empty stool across the table so you sat down on it. "Um, (y/n)-sensei, would you like some Hell Grey Tea?"

"Oh!" You hadn't expected him to know your name. Suddenly, it felt embarrassing that you had never heard of him before this. "Yes, thank you for the offer, Balam-sensei."

He nodded and got up to make you some. He worked in silence so you took the time to look around his office. The shelves full of books were eye-catching and your hands were already itching to dig into them and read all the unfamiliar volumes. Your eyes drifted over to the book sitting in front of you that Balam was working on. Your eyes widened when you realised it was another picture book, this one on one of the battles that had occured some centuries ago. Your hands moved to check it before you could even think that it would be rude.

"Here you go– oh, you saw my book," Balam placed the tea just out of the way enough so that you wouldn't accidentally bump it. "Do you… like picture books, (y/n)-sensei?"

"Not particularly," you admitted as you skimmed through what was already drawn and written. "But I like to read so picture books are fun too! I suppose I never got much into them because my home was full of textual books and I liked those just fine so I never had any picture books as a kid. I may not know much about them, but this is really well-written, Balam-sensei! You draw so well too."

"Oh," the other demon pinked at your words as he took his seat. "Thank you. I'm glad you like it. I'm making this one for a student but you could borrow a different one if you're interested."

"Ah! That reminds me why I came here," you beamed at him, gently placing the book back where you had picked it up from. "I saw the picture book you gave Iruma-kun in my class today. Our subjects have a small section that overlaps so he was referring to the book you made for him and I couldn't help noticing it. It was truly so easy to understand and it gave me the idea that such a method would be helpful with other subjects too."

"Really?" He seemed surprised by your words but you could tell that he was also touched. "I would like to share them with all the students too, but for some reason, they keep running away when I try to show them my picture books."

"Ah," you leaned back when you realised that you had accidentally leaned over in your excitement. The other teachers in the staffroom had told you about Balam's reputation amongst the students. "I'm sure they would benefit from it. I could share your books with some of my students if that works for you, Balam-sensei. And, if you would be interested, I wanted to try making a picture book explaining my subject too. It's a huge task and I would compensate you accordingly for your time and efforts–"

"You…" If Balam had seemed shocked before, it was nothing compared to his face now. Although his mouth was covered by a metal mask, you could tell from how wide his eyes had gotten. "You want to… make a picture book… with me?"

"Only if you're interested!" You bit your bottom lip nervously. "I personally really liked your books and I thought it would be a great way to learn for the students who have a weaker or slower grasp of understanding. Since I'm not very familiar with the process, I thought it would be amazing if I could have the aid of your experience. I understand if it's a commitment that you don't have the time for, and there's no guarantee that it will work out but I would love to at least try it with you."

"I would love to," Balam uttered softly and even without seeing his mouth, you could tell that he was gently smiling at you with how his eyes curved just so. The sight made your heart unexpectedly quicken and you fidgeted in your seat, picking up the Hell Grey Tea you had forgotten about. "I didn't think any of the other teachers liked me much but I'm very happy that you thought of me when you wanted to try this out."

"I don't think they dislike you, Balam-sensei," you smiled from behind the cup of tea. "But I suppose people just get so caught up in appearances and assumptions. People who have much to hide seem dangerous at first glance and we don't take time to get to know them if we can help it. I admit I might have fallen prey to the same kind of thinking if I hadn't heard about you from Iruma-kun. I could tell you were a kind and wonderful teacher from the way he spoke about you."

Balam's eyes widened and for a second, you thought his eyes seemed glassy. You blinked and the light was gone but Balam's eyes were still the soft shape. Now that you took the time to study his face, you realised he was quite handsome. The thought made you accidentally slam your tea cup down on the table in panic and the ceramic broke, startling the both of you.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry!!" You were flustered but you hurriedly tried to collect the pieces together without hurting yourself. "I'm so clumsy…"

"It's okay," Balam reassured you, coming over to your side to help you pick up some of the pieces. "I'll take them to the trash. Are you hurt?"

"I don't– oh, just a little it seems," you had a very tiny cut from a sharper piece you had picked up. It didn't hurt. You waved it off as you carefully put the pieces you had collected in Balam's large gloved hands. "Nothing to worry about. It will be healed in a day or two. I really am sorry for troubling you, Balam-sensei!"

"I told you, it's fine."

He carefully threw away the trash then returned to you with an ointment from his desk drawer. You had stuck the finger into your mouth to suck at the blood and stop the flow but it felt embarrassing when you realised that Balam was watching you. You hurriedly removed the finger and tried to find a cloth to wipe it off but Balam crouched in front of you and asked for your hand silently. You ended up placing yours in his and watched him carefully pat it off before putting on the ointment.

"Thank you," you blushed fiercely when he was done and still hadn't let go of your hand. In fact, he was now standing up and holding both your arms in his own; the proximity was making your heart beat unnaturally fast. "Um, Balam-sensei..?"

"Yes?" He asked, blinking down at your comparatively smaller form in his arms.

"Y- You can let go of me now," you mumbled. Your words made him stutter and he let go in a panic.

"I- I'm so sorry, I just tend to do that without thinking!" He was blushing too, embarrassed. Balam didn't want to make you uncomfortable after you had been so nice to him. For once, he was actually getting along with someone new. For that matter, you were the one to approach him first! Not to mention, he had found you really beautiful when he had first seen you in the staffroom, laughing at Dali's joke. You hadn't seen him then, but that brief memory flashed in his mind when you softly giggled.

The sound of your laugh made his heart skip a beat. Balam stared at you as you flashed him a warm smile.

"If you wanted to hold me, you could have just asked, Balam-sensei!" You beamed and opened your arms for a hug. "I don't mind you touching me. I was just surprised."

Oh.

Balam's hands twitched for a second, the same nervousness he felt when Iruma tried to touch him popping up. But this time, it felt a bit different. The nervousness in his stomach felt like those fantastical creatures called butterflies that he had read about. His heart seemed to be thumping louder than usual too.

It was only when his larger frame swallowed yours into a gentle grip that he realised. He could feel the outline of your smile against his bicep.

Ah, this was what they called a crush, huh?

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[ciaossu-imagines]

For day 11 of the event, I used number 4 from prompt 5 for Ameri from Welcome to Demon School, Iruma-kun! I hope everyone enjoys, my lovelies 😊

One getting home from work later than the other and stretching out on top of them like a big, lazy cat while they sit on the couch in front of the tv:

Your eyes scanned the last page of your book and you smiled as you finished the last sentence. You’d been stretched out on the couch, having a wonderfully relaxing day off. You set your finished book aside on the coffee table, your eyes going to the clock on the wall. You hadn’t realized just how late it had gotten and your eyes narrowed, your smile turning into a slight, worried frown. Ameri really should have been back from work by now and you wondered what was keeping her. You forced yourself to stay relaxed on the couch though. You remembered how much she hated it when you got super protective and forceful about it. She always said it felt a bit like you were patronizing her, as if you didn’t believe she could take care of herself. While she blushed when you did it, and blushed even harder as she admitted that it was nice that you cared so much about her, she had always insisted that you must learn to trust her and her capabilities.

Five minutes passed and you picked up your phone, checking for any messages from her and fiddling around in your mind with thoughts of calling her. At ten minutes, you’d navigated to and away from the new call screen about a million times. At fifteen, your body was aching from the effort of keeping it on the couch, from the effort it took you not to get up and go out looking for her. Your body hummed with tension. You didn’t mean to be overbearing, but you worried so much about your precious girlfriend. Ameri was, and had always been, right from your school days, someone who always took too much on herself, who always pushed herself to be the best and you had always been filled with fear that someday she might just push too far and leave you alone. The anxiety in the quiet of the house was already starting to eat away at your brain, your body insisting it needed to get up and run to find her even as you made it remain on the couch.

At eighteen minutes, the sound of the door opening and then shutting was a joyous sound. Your body started to relax the second you heard the click-clack of Ameri’s heels on the floor of your shared home, and the fog in your brain quieted when you saw her face. Even though Ameri looked displeased about something, the fact that she was home just made everything better in your world.

“What’s wrong, my love?” you asked her with a slight smile. “Tough day at work?”

“You could say that. I’m fine though,” Ameri replied, trying her best to fake a smile. You could always see through her though and you shook your head, smiling up at her while you sighed.

“You always were the worst liar,” you gently chided her before patting your chest. “Why don’t you come over here. Maybe cuddling and telling me all about your day might help you feel better.”

Though the frown didn’t entirely disappear off her lovely face, which you could see the slight blush on, you could see the slight hesitation and obvious excitement in Ameri’s eyes and the way her body language changed. After some hemming and hawing, some more insistence that she was fine, she was moving towards you anyway. It was always this way and in the moment Ameri straddled you on couch before shifting into a comfortable cuddling position, her half laying on you with her head on your chest, your limbs all tangled up together, words already starting to pour out of her, you could feel the last of the tension go out of both of your bodies. Yes, being home together always made things better.

[morgannite22]

Big Sister

Chima & Kerori

It was just your typical day in the Magical Tools Research Battler. Clara making messes while Asmodeus scolds her. Iruma enjoying himself while he watches them. Eligos and Yabashi talking about magical tools. Meanwhile; Chima and Silvia are sitting off to the side talking.

Though it seemed like Slivia was doing most of the talking. Since Chima was looking at Iruma with one of her longing expressions.

Chima was suddenly shocked out of her thoughts when sudden cheering was heard. She looked over at Silvia with a look of confusion. “What’s going on?”

Silvia turned and looked at Chima. She excitedly says, “We're gonna be watching a scary movie!”

Unbeknownst to the rest of the Battler, Chima wasn't the biggest fan of scary movies. She didn’t hate them, but the gore in it makes her feel squeamish. When she was little, she saw her older brother watching one and she had to sleep with her parents that night. Since then Chima avoided anything to do with gore and scary stuff. Chima decided to her hand in protest but paused.

“That sounds exciting!” Iruma said with his eyes sparkling.

Chima quickly lowered her hand when she heard Iruma. Everyone seemed excited, especially Iruma so she didn’t want to ruin it for them. ‘Guess I’ll have to deal with it,’ she thought while feeling a bit nervous.

Clara quickly whipped out a TV using her magic and popped the movie into it. While she was doing that Chima decided that maybe if she sat by Iruma, she could cling to him if she got scared. ‘This would be the perfect way to closer to him,’ she thought with a small smile on her face. Unfortunately for her, Asmodeus and Clara took both sides of Iruma before she could even get over to him.

She grumbled to herself in annoyance. Looking over she saw Silvia happily patting a spot next to her. Chima grumbled as she walked over to Silvia and plopped herself right next to her. Before long the movie began playing. It started off fine which Chima was grateful for. She tried to relax by staring at Iruma. However, that was interrupted when she decided to look up at the screen and was met with a jump scare.

Chima quickly flinched at the jump scare. ‘This isn’t fun. I wanna leave,’ she thought to herself feeling upset. She was about to get up but was stopped when a hand pulled her back down. Looking over, she saw it was Silvia’s hand.

“Where are you going? The movie is about to get to the best part!” Silvia excitedly whispered to Chima.

Not answering her, Chima sat right back down where she was before. She didn’t want to be here but was unable to leave thanks to Silvia.

Over time; there were more and more jump scares. The movie had become a lot more gory which only served to upset and freak out Chima more. ‘I really don’t like this,’ Chima thought feeling anxious. When another jump scare came on screen she decided to cling to Silvia’s arm as a form of comfort. Normally she would never want to do that, but desperate times call for desperate measures as Silvia was her only source of comfort at the moment.

Silvia didn’t notice Chima’s anxiety but welcomed the physical contact as Chima hardly ever was affectionate.

It had gotten worse before it got better, but eventually the movie ended. When the credits rolled down the screen, Chima let out a sigh of relief while the others cheered and talked about how great the movie was.

‘Thank goodness it’s over,’ Chima thought feeling relieved that the movie was finally over. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by someone asking her a question. Looking up she saw that Iruma was talking to her. She quickly let go of Silvia’s arm and stood up to talk to Iruma. “What were you saying?”

Iruma laughed and with a smile said, “What did you think of the movie?”

Chima grimaced at the thought of the movie. “It was fine,” She cooly said as she didn’t want to give away just how much the movie had scared her.

“I also thought it was pretty good!” Iruma happily said with a bright smile.

Chima and Iruma’s conversation was interrupted by Clara jumping onto Iruma’s back. “Yeah, Iruma-chi! It was great! Super spooky~” She said with a grin.

“If Master Iruma thinks it's good then I too shall as well,” the confident voice of Asmodeus said as he walked over.

Iruma, Asmodeus, and Clara continued to converse, not leaving any room for Chima to chime in. She felt frustrated that her conversation with Iruma was interrupted. She flinched when a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder. She was about to use her ice magic on whoever it was, but quickly realized it was just Silvia.

It appeared that Silvia didn’t notice that Chima was about to freeze her or she just chose to overlook it. With a grin on her face, Silvia says, “I really liked the movie! Did you?”

“It was fine,” Chima yet again says.

A half-hour passed and the Magical Tools Research Battler had cleaned up and made their way to their homes. On the flight home, Chima would constantly look over her shoulder as she feared someone appearing behind her. Before long she reached home. Opening the door to the ice mansion, she was greeted by her older sister Kerori.

“Welcome home!” Kerori happily greeted her sister. “How was your battler?”

Chima removed her shoes and then looked up to Kerori. “It was fine,” she cooly said.

Kerori had a feeling that something happened but decided she wasn't going to push it. ‘I’ll just wait for her to come talk to me,’ she thought. “Well, that’s good!”

Chima nodded her head as Kerori continued to converse with her. Going on about her day and what she's having to do with her job as the Demdol Kuromu. Chima would just nod her head and say something here and there. She felt bad that she wasn't really paying attention to her sister. Her anxiety from the movie was still bothering her.

A few hours passed and it was time for Chima to get to bed. Chima sat in her bed but was wide awake. Every little sound she heard would startle her and she found herself not being able to relax. Eventually, in her exhaustion, she finally managed to fall asleep.

‘What the…’ Chima thought to herself as she found herself in one of the many hallways of Babyls. She shrugged it off and made her way to class. However, she stopped when a hand grabbed her shoulder. Thinking it was just Sivlia again she said, “Silvia I don’t have time for this. I need to get to-” Her voice froze when she turned around.

Chima quickly woke up and gasped. She sat up in her bed with her hand on her chest. She quickly looked around and saw she was in her bedroom. She out a sigh of relief. “It was just a dream.”

Once she had calmed down she laid back down on her bed. Though try as she might she couldn't fall back asleep. The dream had spooked her too much. It was then she remembered when she slept with her parents as a kid after she caught a glimpse of the movie her brother watched. A flush appeared on her face as she thought about asking to sleep with her parents.

‘I can’t do that,’ she thought. It was then that Kerori came to mind. She used to sleep with Kerori when she was little and it wasn't weird for sisters to sleep together. ‘But I don’t want to bother her.’ Chima continued to ponder over what she should do, but when she flinched again over having heard a small sound, she decided to suck it up and go see if she can sleep with her sister.

Getting out of bed, Chima grabbed her blanket and made her way to Kerori’s room. The darkness of the halls scared her as her mind kept thinking about things jumping out of her. Not wanting to spend any more time in the hallway than she had to, she hurried to Kerori’s room. Once arriving, she quietly opened the door to Kerori’s bedroom and made her way over to Kerori’s bed.

While standing on the side, she looked down at Kerori. Swallowing her pride she whispers, “Big sis…”

When Kerori didn’t wake up, Chima decided to try again. “Big sis,” Chima whispered as she shook Kerori’s shoulder lightly.

Kerori began to stir awake. She opened her eyes slightly and noticed Chima was standing beside her bed. “Chima?”

Chima nodded her head.

“What are you doing here,” Kerori tiredly asked.

With a small flush on her face, Chima asked, “C-Can I sleep with you?”

Due to the darkness of the bedroom, Chima’s blush went unnoticed by Kerori. Kerori was about to tell Chima to back to her room but paused. ‘She wants to sleep here? She hasn’t done that since she was a kid,’ Kerori wondered to herself. She then noticed the uneasy and desperate reaction on Chima’s normally stoic face. ‘She must be scared.’

Letting out a sigh, Kerori nodded her head. “Get in,” she said tiredly while moving to make space for Chima to lay down.

Chima’s eyes brightened and she quickly climbed into the bed. She scooted close to Kerori and snuggled up against her.

Kerori wrapped an arm around Chima and held her close. ‘Sometimes I forget she’s just a kid,’ she thought to herself. She rubbed Chima’s back to help ease her. Before long Chima had fallen asleep against Kerori. Kerori couldn't help, but smile over how cute her little sister could be at times. Kerori laid there and watched her sister for a bit. As time passed Kerori felt herself become tired as well. Before long sleep had taken her.

Through the rest of the night, Chima didn’t have any nightmares since she had her big sister Kerori right there protecting her.

Authors Note:

I really hope you enjoyed this! I love Kerori! Chima and Kerori’s closeness in the manga makes my heart melt!

[bumblebeedrizzzle]

Tickletober 2024

Maketism Tickletober 2024

Days 10-12 - Tickle Fight

A/N: Just something short today to add onto the end of the previous fic with these two. I’m still feeling pretty inspired with this pairing, so there should be more to come! Maybe if I write enough I’ll make a masterlist?? Anywho hope you enjoy!

First fic with these two here

Previous part here

Both Iruma and Asmodeus lay on Iruma’s bed, completely out of breath. Asmodeus’ normally perfect hair was messy and matted with sweat. He was still giggling occasionally. Iruma had a big grin plastered on his face as he poked Azz here and there, but he also looked exhausted.

“N-no mohore I-Iruma-sahama…mercy, plehease” said Azz. He looked up with with pleading eyes.

Iruma’s heart did a summersault when they locked eyes. He took in Azz’s flushed face, the tears forming in his eyes, the wobbly smile still on his lips. Thump. Had Asmodeus ever looked so cute?

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” he replied. “I’ll just make do with a few more pokes then.”

“Eep! Hehe, Irumahaha!” he whined.

“Alright, alright! I’ll stop hehe,” said Iruma with a blinding smile. “This was so much fun. Thanks, Azz-kun. You’re the best!”

Asmodeus took a few minutes to let out the last of the giggles and catch his breath. His heart rate didn’t fully slow, but that was pretty normal for him around Iruma.

“Who said the fun had to end…?” Asmodeus murmured.

“Hmm? Did you say something, Azz-kuhuhuhuhuhun?! Wahahaha!”

“After all, I never said I would wait to tickle you again, Iruma-sama! You should never ever take pity on a demon.”

Iruma gulped.

“Now, what was it you said? Come on, let out that laugh for me? Don’t be shy?”

Iruma immediately turned red. Oh devils do I regret saying that now.

“Pffft! N-no fair Azz-kun! I’m all worn out now! Ahaha! I thought you were tohoho!”

“I think I have heard something along the lines of ‘All’s fair in love and tickle wars’!” he crowed triumphantly. “And if you’ve truly thinking about tickling me all day, then perhaps a good tickling is just what you need as well! As your best friend, I am more than happy to provide” he flourished with a small bow.

Iruma did his best to fight back, he really did, but it was like Azz had never been tired at all. For every poke he managed to land, Azz landed at least 3 more. He really was attacking full force, albeit more gently than last time, and making good use of the spots he’d found then too.

“Yahaha not my shohoulder blahahades!! Plehehease!!”

“Hmm? Begging for me to get your hips already? Oh, we are desperate, aren’t we Iruma-sama?”

“Nahahaha night whahahaht I meahehent A-Ahazz-kun!”

Though they were both supposed to be new to this whole tickling thing, Azz was making Iruma go weak in the knees. He was having a harder and harder time fighting back.

“Ahhh!! AHAHA! N-nohohoho!!!”

“Oh, I wasn’t able to get your feet last time. This is quite promising” Azz said with a satisfied grin.

“Y-you’re ehihihihivil!! WAHAHA!!

“Evil?? That’s not a very nice thing to say to your best friend, now is it, Iruma-sama?”

“W-WAHAIT IHIHI TAHAHAKE IHIHIT BAHAHACK! TAKE IT BAHAHACK!!!”

“Yes, I am sure you do. But I suppose I’ll have to punish you nonetheless. But don’t worry, I’ll be gentle”

If Azz hadn’t looked evil before, he certainly did now.

“Ehehehe!!!! Gehehehentle ihihis stihihill vehehery tihihihickly!!!! Hahahaha!!”

Eventually, he stopped fighting altogether and allowed himself to get wrecked with a capital W. He trusted Azz to stop when he really needed it. The mansion echoed with his laughter for a long time.

Opera found them much later, both sprawled across Iruma’s bed, giggling lightly. They smiled fondly, and closed the door. The boys could always have a late dinner tonight.