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pov you shake me like a mf snowglobe
if cats aren't meant to be kissed on their heads then what's that little space between their ears for
#nothing behind those eyes#just a couple stray jelly beans rattling around with a shit ton of glitter#couple cheap crystal beads that clink around#trap music plays somewhere in the background 0.0#my brain sure is an experience#shitpost#sketches#akias avatar demon#rip me and my priorities
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More Obey me! Headcannons
had so much fun last time I wanted to do it again
Satan is so smart, but has issues doing basic math and refuses to admit it, like he can’t figure out fifteen plus seven without his fingers or a calculator (is this me projecting? maybe)
Belphie bought himself and Mc matching house slippers. Mc thought Beel felt left out and made Belphie buy a pair for him too
Beel has a huge green thumb, and takes upon himself to save plants he thinks are sad or lonely. He buys the dying plants from the store to bring back to life (partially inspired by the chat where someone, forgot who, told beel that if he talked to plants they would grow faster my precious baby)
Lucifer is the best cook at the HoL, but rarely has time to cook. Beel is the second best but usually eats the ingredients before he can make anything with them. Mammon is probably the worst because Levi can make food from animes almost perfectly
Asmo once almost set a store he was collaborating with on fire with his rage alone because they spelt his name wrong
Beel probably needs a new toothbrush every couple weeks. Belphie probably gets toothbrushes mixed up and uses ones that aren’t his
Lucifer and Solomon like prune juice haha old men
The one thing Luke and Simeon have seriously disagreed on is if raisins belong in dessert. Michael likes them, so Luke does too. Simeon thinks they’re awful but never directly says it, so Lucifer usually says it for him
Despite always being online, Levi had not once checked his RAD email. He has 9,999+ emails, probably a lot more because 9,999 is where it stops counting
Mammon collects cool rocks and keeps them in a box under his bed
Satan’s hands are always freezing, so he sticks them under Mc (or a cat) when possible, or uses a charmed hot water bottle from Solomon that stays warm for days at a time
Solomon and Asmo have had matching bracelet sets for as long as they’ve known each other, and since they didn’t make them anymore, they got some custom done for Mc so they could also have them
For about 1,000 years, Thirteen though jelly beans were an actual kind of bean and Solomon never let her let it go
The first food Mc and Mammon ate on a date in the human world together was Taiyaki, so he made it a point to learn how to make them to surprise Mc (even though he’s a terrible cook) (I might make this a fic since I like this idea so much)
Diavolo has always wanted a Devildom version of a hamster but Barbatos refused to have any kind of rodent in the castle, rat or not
Luke probably downloads those stupid app games with the ads unironically
Satan’s favorite Disney Princess is Ariel because she ran off to do what she wanted without caring what her father thought, it’s giving daddy issues. He’s probably considered running off and marrying Mephisto to make Lucifer angry
Raphael unironically enjoys off brand chips and soda
Lucifer is a nail biter, and Asmo is helping him curve the habit by putting a nasty tasting top coat when he does his nails, and it’s also why he wears gloves all the time.
Belphie and Satan once went up to the humans world together to mess with people in Salem, Massachusetts with magic, which spawned several conspiracy theory books. They read them together and laugh as a past time
Diavolo once went to the human world in his demon form for,, reasons, and accidentally got written into ancient mythology because he got spotted by humans
Barbatos had a home garden for cooking and sometimes lets Asmo have leaves from some of the plants to make homemade skin care products
Mammon probably has lots of earwax. Don’t share your earbuds with him unless you make him clean them afterwards
Belphie has a really large water bottle that’s always on his side table. He wakes up randomly though the night, chugs an ungodly amount of water and then passed out again. In the mornings he has to piss really bad but is too lazy to get up and actually do it, so he just sits and complains. Even Beel isn’t sure how he’s able to drink that much water in a short amount of time
Satan likes waking up early to enjoy the morning air and read outside for a while since mornings can get hectic with his brothers
Thirteen’s favorite torture device is the Iron Maiden. She had her own that she bedazzled. Even Asmo is jealous and wants her to make him one too
Mammon introduced Diavolo to Gatorade, and instead of sneaking behind Lucifer and Barbatos’s backs to drink Demonus, they have secret Gatorade meetings
Diavolo and Lucifer definitely both had a hidden Dialuci stash of things and probably clash trying to collect limited edition things online
None of the Obey me cast took birthdays or passing of years seriously until Mc entered the picture and suddenly time was precious, and they actually kept track. Because of this, nobody is really sure how old the twins are
Mephisto thinks roosters want world domination
Asmo thinks cilantro tastes like soap and Levi thinks anything cola flavored tastes like cough medicine
Mammon's favorite party trick is one Mc taught him, which is rolling his tongue Everyone he meets, including his brothers, thinks it's so cool when really it's just a genetic thing
#obey me#obey me!#obey me belphie#obey me satan#obey me asmo#obey me beel#obey me levi#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me diavolo#obey me luke#obey me simeon#obey me thirteen#obey me solomon#obey me raphael#obey me michael#obey me mephistopheles#obey me x reader#headcanons#gn reader
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Demonic Norwegian forest cat. He is so big and fluffy and powerful. He can pull a sled. His claws are like black diamonds. MQF knows that thing can and will mercilessly slaughter anyone it deems a threat. How in the name of fuck did shang-shixiong adopt one. "Eh? Well, he's just a little kitty. Sweet baby cat, very cute. Full of fluff. Ham head bee belly, maker of biscuits. Jelly bean peets (paw feets) and poof tail." Thank you shang-shixiong that was incomprehensible
He's bringing this beast baby to the peak lord meetings and it's met with pure fear the first couple of times until they pet it and ah they understand
Yes indeed look at his poof tail and jelly bean peets...
#svsss#shang qinghua#everytime i read this ask i went to go find my cat and bother her#thank you anon#ask
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➳ deal with the devil
➶ enhypen hyung line x demon!reader 。˚ °
-ˏ` ✎﹏ "See? Who's the victim and who's the hunter is a matter of opinion. You've got the throwing star, but your neck bleeds because of my teeth. Who's who now?"
The whole university went out to haunt people on Halloween night, but you're in detention. So you're playing a game of hunter and prey. They're the hunters, you're the prey.
Only for a while.
➴ genre: suggestive, demon au, warlock au, supernatural college au, pre-poly / friends in a big situationship
: ̗̀➛ warnings: very slight knife play, jakehoon (not actually, you'll get it), seduction as manipulation (it works!), predator/prey with a twist, biting, making out, actually not as dark as it seems
⌨ :: 4.2K words ♡ ︵ . .
⁀➷ i'm a little late, but it's done. happy halloween, engenes! 🎃
⁀➷ thanks to @wonsheep for beta-ing this <3 i'll give you a pack of jelly beans later.
➳ mlist
The cursed piano plays his favorite classic in the Music Room. Melancholic, dark melodies float towards you as the heel of your shoe beats up the silence of the abandoned corridor. You twirl the sweets in your pocket. Jungwon gave them to you before he left to go and scare people. He probably did it out of pity, since you couldn't go with him to the usual Halloween campus program. The piano in the distance starts a new song, and you take off to push the arched door of the Hall of the Immortals, decorated with vines and skulls. The wood wails to let you enter the hall, where the rituals of demons and witches usually take place. Right now there are no reddish pentagrams painted on the floor or heavy, sinister books and bones on the table. Only a few candles flicker and surround a table with four mugs on it. There's a fifth, held in the warlock’s palm, and he's about to plunge a dollop of thick, brownish liquid from the pot with great care into it.
You wait for the door to slam behind you, shutting out the piano's dismal song, but instead somebody catches the heavy door, and you are perhaps a little startled by the sudden presence behind you.
“Mugs? Really?” Heeseung looks on with disbelief as he sidesteps you. “The school has so many goblets, there's one for every rite. And you put the curse into a mug?”
“Don't be such a snob,” says Jay, placing the filled cup next to the others. He neatly arranges them in a circle.
“I'm not a snob,” replies Heeseung darkly.
“Imagine that it's just pumpkin flavored hot chocolate. Four really is just that, so maybe you don't even have to imagine.”
Although, the way Jay is looking at Heeseung right now, he might want the elder to choose the one with the curse. To somehow relieve the tension you sense, you walk over to the table and eye the similarly plain brown china, from which a fragrant, spicy steam rises.
“They're cute,” you note.
Heeseung snorts and leans against one of the tables against the wall. The light from the candles doesn't reach there, and his tall figure is completely lost in the darkness, in the shadow. Remembering how lonely and desolate the university's castle is this evening, you wish he would drink the curse, that he'd be the one to be hunted down tonight. He's so good at blending in, that you probably wouldn't catch him.
“Where did you get them?” You stroke one of the mugs’ handles and stare hard, in hope that you recognise the cursed one.
“From the kitchen. Someone in the divination department has already got the mugs in advance, so that we can paint on them at Christmas.”
It was the same last year, you painted on mugs before the break. Everyone had a chance to get creative and take the results home. But for now, you're going to play. Christmas is still a distant, frost-white dream. At the hour of death, when the bodies crawl out of the grave and the children dress up as monsters while the monsters themselves walk among them, you are going to play a game in which someone nearly dies.
One of you.
The door opens with another slam. An impatient demon rushes to the table.
“Are you ready? Is the curse in there?” asks Jake, leaning so far against the table that the drinks are shaken and the tip of his horn almost grazes Jay's skin. “Can we start?”
His excitement spreads to the candles. They flare up, burning orange and giving off enough light for you to see the tip of Heeseung's boot.
“Sunghoon is not here yet.”
“Did he chicken out?” Heeseung asks mockingly.
“Haha, no,” replies Sunghoon, who also emerges from the shadows, but not through the door. He came through the secret witch's passage from the hall, which the demons don't know about, so you can only guess which way the entrance might be. “I've just spiced up the curse to make sure it's effective. With snake venom.”
And the flames burn faster, even more brightly. The white wax drips in hot drops down the melting stump, as if to symbolize Jake's anticipation. You, on the other hand, who has no effect on the lights with your emotions, are merely blown away because the contents of the vial Sunghoon brought you mix so easily with the hot chocolate that after Jay spins the tray on which the mugs are standing, you have no idea which one contains the poison-turbocharged curse.
You're about to find out.
You're all gathered around the table, and it's not just Jake and the candles that are radiating excitement anymore. You can hardly breathe.
“Everybody take one. On three," Jay says in a serious tone. “One, two, three.”
You reach for one of the cups that looks sympathetic. With a trembling hand you lift it to your mouth.
"Ouch, it's hot!" exclaims Jake.
"Obviously. Because it's hot chocolate," Heeseung rolls his eyes. Sunghoon scowls at him.
“Do you feel strange?” Jay asks Jake, who is fanning his tongue.
“It just hurts like hell.”
Finally, after the interlude, you pluck up the courage and drink your own. You are careful, only taking a tiny sip, so you don't burn yourself like others, but it immediately starts burning your mouth and then your throat. You grip your skin, fingers curling into claws, hoping to scrape the tantalizing taste out of you. This is not what a pumpkin flavored hot chocolate is like, not at all.
You fall to your knees, gasping for air. A supporting hand brushes your shoulder. When you feel better, you stand up.
You feel immortal, and yet very, very vulnerable. Weak. Like a victim.
///
Your friends are lurking to kill you.
Three important events have led to this moment, as far as you can tell. First, the day you were learning in demonology class about the various torture methods that demons have developed together with witches. One of these was the curse of immortality, where a person is immortal and can therefore be tortured beyond the extreme. Then came the time when you summoned a spirit with Sunghoon's ouija board. The spirit lady possessed Sunghoon and flirted with Jake through him. Jake was so embarrassed that the armchair underneath him immediately caught on fire, and half the lounge was burnt down before they could put the flames out. It didn't end well for the community space, nor for you. That's when you were banned from going out into the human world on Halloween to haunt. So that led to the third event, when you were wondering what to do to distract yourselves when Halloween came. What could you do to have fun? Jake suggested horror movies. Heeseung said those are boring because what's the point of watching killers hunt when you could be the ones hunting. And the picture came together.
That's how your friends happened to be hunting you down today. With crossbows, knives, swords, anything and everything they can find. If they catch you before dawn and make you give up, they win. If you hold out and survive, you win.
The scariest part is you don't know what they're up to. How they're going to get you, and with what.
You fear Heeseung the most. His family is a traditional one of demons who sacrifice goats on full moons and blood moons. With such experience and your horns twisted into the shape that goats’ ones are, it's easy to imagine you as the animal and take your blood until you beg for them to stop. It's just a sick fantasy, you reassure yourself. Heeseung can't see you as a goat if he recalls you kissing in his bed a few days ago. He probably doesn't do that to sacrificial goats. There is some level of tender emotion here.
You turn in after one of the rows of lockers. You don't know exactly where you are. You don't usually have classes in this corner of campus, and it doesn't help that there's no lighting. Yesterday, colorful decorations hung everywhere and talking, red-eyed skeletons strutted at the doors of classrooms to greet students arriving for class. Real bats fluttered around the ceiling, occasionally getting into the hair of passers-by. Pumpkins were placed here and there and their scent was everywhere. But the memory is not worth much now. The university is haunted. A murderers' den. The den of your murderers.
And as much as you're a successful demon, proud of your professors, at this moment you're nothing but a frightened victim, not sure if you're capable of being a ‘final girl’. But you're trying as hard as you can.
In your pocket, you're fiddling with your sweets. Your palms are sweating, your sweets may be melting soon. When the candy papers make noise, you quickly reach out and look around. It is deathly quiet. Everything is still. You've long since left the piano's surroundings behind you. Have they banded together to hunt you down as a team, or are they looking for you individually? Where are the witches' passages? Do Jake and Heeseung use the demons' ones?
You can't hide your fear. Your breathing gets heavier with each passing minute.
It's just a game. Just a game, you remind yourself. Or at least it is now. In the Middle Ages, it wasn't considered a game by the poor people who were tortured to madness.
Something snaps. Must be the knightly armor worn by the fanged pig statues in the corridors. It's been knocked off, then it fell softly to the carpet. What did they knock it down with? That's an easy question to answer when you hear the heavy weapon being dragged across the carpet. A big poleaxe, a very big poleaxe is coming, and it's coming for you.
Your footsteps become frantic, but you try to remain silent and get as far away from your pursuer as possible. The corridor ends in a staircase somewhere, you can make it that far and then decide which way to go. Except that somewhere nearby a door opens. Right in the direction you're going. You're forced to hide in the nearest room before you're trapped halfway down. As quietly as you can, you push down on the handle, squeeze through the gap and throw your back against the door. You close your eyes in the darkness and try to slow your breathing. In, out, in, out.
But you're not alone here either. Something squeaks in the dark, then croaks. Hisses and scratches. It makes a throat sound, rises, then finally lands on your shoulder. It's the three-headed bird, the university mascot. You don't have to see it to know it's rubbing its raven head against your hair. That's the head on the far left. Then comes the owl, and finally the hawk.
He's waiting for a treat. You give him something every time you see him. If you don't, he starts throwing a fit, which means it starts squawking loudly with all three heads as if were an alarm.
“Hi, Casper,” you greet him quietly. “Look what I brought you.”
You reach into your pocket and take out the first piece of candy. Carefully, you peel it out of the wrapper and drop it in the crow's mouth. It happily closes up. Then the owl's opens. You pop the next candy into it, and so far you're very proud of your thriftiness. The hawk is also waiting for its turn, but there's only empty paper in your pocket when you're rummaging around. You remember that you ate the third piece you had, because the poison still tasted awful, even after you'd swallowed the disgusting sip. You sucked on the candy during the rules discussion, and it tasted so good. At this moment, you miss it very much.
The hawk closes his mouth, opens it again, makes a soft noise, then nips the back of your hand.
“I'm sorry, but that's it. That's all, okay? I'll bring you more next time if you don't open your beak, hmm?” You bargain pleadingly.
Your physical wellness depends on a sugar-addicted monster bird. As it turns out, Capser is not on your side. He flies off your shoulder, his wings rustling loudly in the dark. Then his voice rings out. All three of his mouths start to wag at once, wanting more than two grains of sugar.
“Fuck.”.
You need to get out. Quickly.
You start feeling around the furniture. You're in the library, you know the feel of the old armchairs. Since most of the lounge burned down, you've been coming here under strict supervision. As you've been here many times, you know there's a secret demon passage in the wall. If you can get there, maybe you'll get lucky and your blood won't stain the furniture. And if you're lucky, you won't run into anybody in there who wants to stab you either.
You start walking carefully and almost fall on your face, tripping in one of the coffee tables. The door creaks open and the bard clatters on the floor of the room. Scrambling on your aching foot, you reach the secret door and throw yourself behind it. And then, with your ankle throbbing, you dash.
You run and run, as if it was the hot, angry hell at your heels.
Somehow you get to your own room. A pentagram lies reassuringly on the floor. You fall to your knees in it, breathing thunderously. You could do with a fiery cup of coffee or an energy drink to give you strength. But at least this hand-drawn pentagram radiates security. It's like you've found sanctuary.
You need a plan.
But when a masked figure emerges from under Jungwon's blanket, you can't think of plans. You leap up to dart for the door, but a sword stands in your way. If you keep going, it will cut you in two. Instead, you jump back into the pentagram and look up at your captor. His mask is a weeping drama face. He's wrapped himself in a cloak that covers his entire face. You cannot tell if the horns you see belong to him or to the mask. He waves his gloved hand at you.
“What's it going to be? Are you going to skewer me?”
The masked man shakes his head. He gets up from the bed, now towering over you. He draws a question mark in the air with the tip of his sword, then points at himself.
“You?” you ask. “What about you?”
He shrugs.
Maybe this guessing game is worse than if he'd thrown you up on the edge of his sword in the first minute. Him playing games with you makes you nervous. You're surprised to find your fear is fading. This could have something to do with the beneficial effects of the pentagram. In any case, you're able to forge a plan.
“Oh, come on, now. Take the mask off.”
He shakes his head.
You think about the chains under your bed.
You are not allowed to use weapons. Their wounds will not heal as yours will thanks to the curse. But no one said you couldn't use your charm. If your starting point is that you've been in all of their mouths, you have a chance to play this card. What do you have to lose by trying? If they all want to play, that's fine. If they underestimate you, you can take advantage. They have the weapons, but you're smart. If you push fear and panic to the back of your mind, you can succeed. You can succeed because you're tired of running around with them just waiting here and there, chasing you.
Let this be a game for you, too.
“Should I guess who's under there?”
This time he nods.
“Then you let me go?”
He pauses, thinking. Then he nods enthusiastically.
He should know better than to make a deal with the devil.
“Hmm. Give me a minute.”
You get up and dust off your knees. It feels good to be back to yourself. You're not looking at a killer anymore, you're looking at one of your friends dressed as a killer. But which one? Heeseung hates wearing masks at ceremonies, not to mention he's not the playful type. If he has to stab you to win, he'll stab you. He's out. You're taking a good look at the masked man. He's got sneakers peeking out from under his robe. Jay's wearing brown boots. That leaves Sunghoon and Jake.
How exciting.
You reach for the top button of your shirt and undo it. And then the next one. “Wow. I'm so hot from running around.”
When you reach the third button, and most of your chest is perfectly visible, the candle on the desk comes to life and burns orange. You smile in satisfaction and put your hands on your hips.
“So will you take the mask off, Jake?”
He tilts his head towards the table, then sighs in disappointment. He takes the mask off.
“You took advantage of my embarrassment!”
“That's it. Now come here. Your hair is all messed up.”
Jake drops the sword, takes off the cloak, and obeys. You take the mask from him and arrange his locks.
“Good,” you nod. You step out of the pentagram. “Claude eam,” you murmur, and the pentagram glows red.
“What? Did you really just lock me up?” the boy asks, stunned. “But I let you go!”
“Sorry, but I haven't forgiven you for threatening me with a sword yet," you blow a kiss in the air, then reach for the robe resting on Jungwon's bed. “And I need to borrow this.”
“What are you up to?”
You just wink, then put on his mask. It's interesting to wear the enemy's face. When you put on the cloak too, you transform completely. You go from prey to full-fledged hunter.
“Oh. You look hot like this.”
“Thanks.”
///
It's not difficult to find Sunghoon, you just have to follow the sound of the poleaxe scraping on the carpet. You tap his hunched back. He looks up.
“Jakey! Did you find them?”
You nod. Sunghoon straightens up completely.
“Where?”
You take him by the arm and lead him to the nearest room. Luckily, there are windows and enough moonlight to keep you from tripping. You're in the dining room. A fitting location for what you plan to do with Sunghoon. You point to a long table with a tablecloth that reaches to the floor. Sunghoon approaches. He slowly kneels beside it, then peers under the tablecloth.
You take advantage of this and push him to the ground, straddling his hips.
"Jake!" he exclaims in surprise. "What are you doing?”
You put your finger over his mouth. You run it down his chin, down his neck, over his Adam's apple, down and down and down his chest. When your palm strokes his stomach under his shirt, Sunghoon's mouth opens, his head dropping to the carpet. With your free hand, you pull the scarf from your pocket. You stole it from one of the ghost decorations and put it to good use when you blindfold the boy. He looks irresistible like this under you. You take off the mask and kiss his chin.
“We have to find-” You grab his hips. He immediately falls silent.
As you push his shirt up his stomach, he thrusts his hips up. You clasp his wrists, lift them above his head, and pull a magic cuff from your other pocket. You stole this from the torture chamber exhibit. It doesn't open with a key, only with a spell. Sunghoon can entertain himself with it.
You cuff both his hands to the leg of the table. You lean to his ear.
“What were you planning to do with that axe?” you whisper.
Sunghoon stiffens under you, but soon relaxes again.
“I didn't mean to hurt you, just to scare you.”
“You succeeded. I don't want to get you laid either, just to get you horny. Did I succeed as well?” You sit on his groin. Sunghoon moans. “Yeah, it seems so.”
“Please…”
“Don't worry. I'll be back soon. There are only two of you left.”
You climb down and out from under the table. The successful hunt gives you endorphins. You can't wait for the next victim to walk into your trap.
///
You don't have to search for long. As soon as a throwing star whizzes past you, all you have to do is turn around and there's Jay. In his hand, he's twirling the next throwing star. “Give up.”
“No, thank you.”
He throws the next one, which rips your shirt, but doesn't hurt you. You back up to the nearest wall and let him use you as a target. Jay misses again and again. He doesn't want to hurt you, and that's comforting..
“Give up,” he steps in front of you. “Please. We never should have agreed to play this game in the first place.”
You put your arm around his waist and pull him closer to you. “I'm fine.”
“As of now. But you haven't met Heeseung, have you? You didn't see that fire in his eyes.”
“When we meet, I'll defeat him.”
“How?”
"With my mouth," you tell him. You stroke his jugular with the tip of your nose. "I'll beat you with my mouth too."
You lick his skin, then sink your teeth into it, the movement soft and light like a knife in butter. Jay's forehead falls to your shoulder, but he doesn't flinch, doesn't resist. You lean away and smile up at him. His eyes are misty.
"See? Who's the victim and who's the hunter is a matter of opinion. You've got the throwing star, but your neck bleeds because of my teeth. Who's who now?"
“I'm... dizzy.”
“I know.”
You help him slide down the wall and stretch out on the ground. By the time he lands, he's asleep.
You smeared your teeth with a sleeping potion called vampire kisses. You bought it as a joke, you’ve never used it before. You had to go back to the room to get it, but at least you could see that Jake was okay. He summoned himself a console, and he's playing on it in the middle of the pentagram.
You wrap the stolen cloak around Jay's body, then head to finish your hunt for the day.
You plan the finale to be truly spectacular and grandiose.
///
The cursed piano doesn't play alone. Ten fingers rest on its keys and duet with it. The music is somber and dark, deep but inviting. You hope Heeseung, your last killer, your last prey, will come to hear your serenade. You’re playing for him.
You aren't disappointed. He doesn't even try to hide his footsteps, as if he was just waiting to see when you'll reveal yourself to him.
"It's a painful song," he says when you finish. You turn towards him on the bench.
With the light of the candles you have lit for the occasion, his face is half lost in the shadows, but you easily recognise the pocket knife held loosely in his hand.
“Painful, but beautiful. Just like you.”
Heeseung chuckles. “How can I stab you when you’re flirting with me?”
You shrug. “Be creative.”
“Yeah?”
He steps closer. He lifts your chin with the tip of the knife. There's indeed a wildness in his eyes, but Jay misread that. He's not like this because he wants to kill, but because he can give chase. You know it because your gaze would be the same if you looked in the mirror. The happiness of a successful hunt turns Heeseung's face red and makes his eyes sparkle, but he doesn't actually want to hurt you.
One by one, he cuts off your buttons and looks you in the eye. They all fall to the ground and scatter.
“I met Sunghoon on the way here.”
“Did you like the view?”
Heeseung's tongue strokes his fang. – “You're evil. Wicked.”
“I wouldn't say that. I'm rather consistent. They were the ones who made a deal with the devil. These are the consequences.”
“And what do I deserve?”
“I'm thinking about it.” Even though you say that, you already know what you want to do with him. You want him to remember that you defeated him for a long time.
“That means you're not giving up, right?” Heeseung helps you out of your shirt.
“If I remember the rules correctly, the game is over when I beg.”
“Understood.” He sits down next to you on the piano bench and kisses you. You part your lips and brush your tongue against his. Heeseung shudders. Your palm slides to his thigh, and he drops the knife.
Of the four, he is the most hungry for touch. He doesn't like to admit it, hiding behind his smug, cold and mocking mask, but when you’re making out, it's obvious. You lean in close, let him touch you where he wants, and when he can't think of anything but you, you ask him.
“Did I win?”
“You won.”
It's as sweet to hear that from his lips as it is to kiss them. It's as sweet as Jay's blood, the fire from Jake's embarrassment, or even as sweet as Sunghoon's commitment to drag a bard across campus just to scare you. Sweet enough to make your victory complete.
#enhypen x gender neutral reader#enhypen x reader#enha x reader#sunghoon x reader#heeseung x reader#jay x reader#jake x reader#enha hyung line#enhypen hyung line x reader#happy halloween#gender neutral y/n#enha hyung line x reader#enhypen x gn reader
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(Almost) every food/drink etc. mentioned in obey me nightbringer and shall we date
Notes:
I'll update with links to the sources soon just bare with me. Also please tell if the link arent working
Update: ill stop linking stuff for now
Update: i alphabetized everything (using https://onlinetoolz.net/alphabetical-order) and removed the ingredients for potions cause i will be moving it to another list. I also edited the layout abit to make it more readable
Update: ill start linking stuff now, have to get all out of my storage and posted here before i get full storage again
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• Abyss crimson bee honey
• Abyss crimson wasp honey
• Alla death cream
• Artic butterfly scales
• Ash fall chocolate brownies
• Assam
B
• Backstabbing sandwich
• Barely cooked black tapir steak
• Bat leaves
• Bavarian cream
• Bell peppers
• Black cloud chocolate gâteau
• Black coffee of melancholy
• Black shark flavored gummies
• Black tapir casserole
• Bloody marmalade
• Bloody rice omelets
• Bloody soda
• blood-red velvet cupcakes
• BLT devil sandwich
• Blue rose crystal pickles
• Blue rose petals candied in crystal syrup
• Bufo egg milk tea
• Bufo egg milk tea hell poison honey flavored
• Bufo toad
• Bufo toad sushi
• Bulbul bird eggs
• Butter pancakes
C
• Castella
• Cat cookies
• Colossal jumbo surprise parfait
• Comfort candy
• Crazy ghoul hamburger
• Crimson bonito flake
• Crimson bonito flake dressing
• Crimson dogwood
• Crimson tea
• Crispy chicken nugget LXXXIII
• Crushed millefeuille
D
• Dark star fruit sandwich
• Death maggot sauce
• Death mask bat chips
• Deaths door sauce
• Deep-fried devil zebra skewers
• Demi-glace sause
• Demon salmon
• Demonic Sausage
• demon silk moth-flavored gummies
• Demonkiller remora
• Demonkiller remora sauté
• Demonus-infused chocolate
• Demon-luring seaweed salt kalbi chips
• Devil cabbage
• Devil cacao bean
• Devil canelé
• Devil chocolate
• Devil chocolate canelé
• Devil duck confit
• Devil flower fruit trifle
• Devil ham
• Devil lohas milk tea
• Devil moray sushi
• Devil salmon meunière sandwiches
• Devil salmon rolled sushi
• Devil salmon terrine
• Devil zebra bacon
• Devil zebra meat sushi
• Devilbee popcorn
• Devildom gummy Horror house flavored
• Devildom-style boneless pararucu
• Devildom-style vampire bat sandwich
• Devils soft serve
• Dragons mark pie crust
• Dreamfeather cookies
• Dreamfeather meringue cookies
• Dried bufo egg
E
• Earl grey cookies
• Eternal night herbal tea
F
• Family pack sushi
• Fish meunière
• flaming hot mushrooms
• Flaming toad
• Fluffy egg pancakes
• Fluorescent rich yogurt
• fried devil chicken
• Fruit of wisdom jelly
G
• Galaxy burger
• Galaxy fries
• Garlic anchovy dip
• Giant shadow sea cucumber cream pasta
• Glazed Shadow chestnut
• gold demonus
• Gold hellfire newt syrup
• grilled vampire bat
H
• Hamburger gummies
• Hamburger stake
• Hamburger steak
• Haunted hamburgers
• Havoc devil
• Havoc devil ribs
• Hawthorn berry powder
• Hell demon salmon
• Hell pudding
• Hell velvet parfait
• Hellfire chocolate pie
• hellfire curry rice
• Hellfire mushroom rooled cigar
• Hellfire mushrooms
• Hellfire rose
• Hells kitchen hamburger combo
• Heros herbal tea
• Horror's horror cheesecake
• Hunter sandwich
I
• Instant noodles (hell-sauce flavor)
J
• Juicy shadow hog rice bowl
K
• King-sized fried devil chicken
• King-sized hellfire curry rice
• King-sized poison bleu cheese hamburger
• King-sized shadow hog ramen
L
• Laughingshroom powder
• Little devils white sauce
M
• Madam scream's super sweet scones
• Magma butter
• Magma butter pasta
• Magma butter scone
• Mandragora powder
• Marinated bufo toad
• Melted cheese
• Mimic latte
• Mint chocolate chip
• Mont blanc
N
• Nightshade cream
O
• Ocean of cloud cake-parfait
• Ocean of Clouds cake
• Ordeal orange fondae
P
• paradise blue
• Pasta alla death cream
• Pickled vampire bat
• poison bleu cheese hamburger
• Poison strawberry
• Poison veggie juice box
• Poison viper worm al ajiilo
• Poison worm sauce
• Poisonous cheese burgers
• Poisonous cheesecake
• Poisonous marsh pudding
• Princess poison apple
• Promised glory donut (?)
• Purgatory mustard
Q
• Quattro Hungry Pizza
• Quetzalcoatl brains
• Quetzalcoatl brains soup
R
• Rainbow paw print chocolate
• Red riding hood sandwich
• RedxRed apple pie
• Region exclusive Devildom gummy
• RIP burger
• Ruby chocolate éclair
S
• Sabbat salad
• Salted hell rose petals
• Salt-grilled black goat bat
• Scorpion syrup
• Shadow caramel
• Shadow chestnut
• Shadow chestnut paste
• Shadow chocolate
• Shadow chocolate brownies
• Shadow hof stir fry in demi-glance sauce
• Shadow hog
• Shadow hog buns
• Shadow hog dumplings
• shadow hog ramen
• Shadow hog soup
• Shadow hog steamed bun
• Shadow hog stir fry
• Shadow pork ragu pasta
• Shadow tuna sashimi
• Silver birch sap
• Simeons special BLT devil sandwiches
• Siren bench caviar
• Smoked cocktraice glizzard
• Smoky black loco moco
• Spicy rainbow pizza
• spiderweb powder
• Sponge cake
• Stardust soda
• Starry-sky waffle
• Stonefish Meunière
• Strawberry shortcake
• Super-sized limited-edition beef
• Sweet and salty canned kraken assortment
• Sweet milk tea
• Sweet tears donut
T
• thick-cut giant devildom slug sauté
• Thunder sparkle flavored gummies
• Toe bean stamp salad
• Troll coffee
U
• Ultra D
• Unhappy Mega Combo
V
• Vampire bat
• Venti brashberry frappuccino with double whipped cream and extra berry powder
W
• Whole roast shadow hog
• Wicked cupcake
X
Y
Z
Not in devildom
A
B
C
• Camping meal (Witch camp)
• Cursed goat cheese tartar sandwich (TSL)
D
E
• Ema datshi (human world)
F
G
• Ginger ale (human world)
H
• Hamburger (mama's cooking) (levis animes)
• Herbal tea (celestial realm)
• Huckleberry (human world)
• Hyper chili dog (human world)
I
J
• Japanese giant salamander (human world)
K
L
M
• Mapo tofu (human world)
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
• Tornado tomato (human world)
U
V
W
• White mochi balls in syrup (march comes in like a Panda)
X
Y
Z
Unnamed
A
B
• Barbatos's homemade cake
• Barbatos's homemade pudding
C
• Celestial tea
D
• Demon lords castle edition premium demonus
• Demonus with scorpion syrup and spiderweb powder
• Devilcats favorite food
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
• Leviathans homemade granola
• Lobster
M
• marshmallow
• Moryo Town's special demonus
• multi colored Jelly
N
O
P
• Popcorn Deaths door flavored
• Popcorn lava salt flavored
• Popcorn magma butter flavored
• Popcorn Tree sap caramel flavored
• Pudding from devilmart
Q
R
• Ramen infernal bahamit flavor
• Rare flower used in baking as a sweetener
• Really big chocolate bar
• Really big chocolate coin
S
• Salad from Sound Off, Symphony! Summer band camp storyline
• Sheep cake
• Star-shaped chocolate
• Sun and moon cookies by simeon
T
I
V
W
X
Y
Z
Characters
• "Little cake thingies"
???
• Chocolate mold
• Devildom miso
• Egg berry whole mil
• Marinated bufo toad
• Marzipan
• Meunièr
• Newt
• Surströmming
#when your so bored at school to the point you ho through your obey screenshots and list down every food mentioned in them#obey me#obey me shall we date?#obey me nightbringer#omswd#obey me food
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PREVIOUSLY, ON PUPPET HISTORY
[deep breath] This is a show where a fuzzy little freak named The Professor teaches a guy named Ryan and a special guest about history.
Each week, there's a different lesson, and The Professor rewards his guests with jelly beans. Aw, cute! He also poops jelly beans. He then awards a trophy called the 🏆Coveted Cup🏆 after consulting with what he claims to be a complex victory algorithm. Ryan has lost every episode, even though he's definitely gotten more jelly beans than the guest on countless occasions.
Zach got no questions right, for instance. Sorry, Zach. Each episode also features a musical guest. They all seem a little unwell. In season three, a HORSE! died. 🙂 Check it out.
Sometimes, The Professor offhandedly mentions a 🧞 genie. Sometimes it seems like he may have time-traveled. We know for sure that he eats spiders and has a perfect score on wikiFeet. Look, okay, so it turns out The Professor discovered a magic lamp long ago and wished for the ability to time travel, and the 🧞 genie was like, “Whatever.”
But then everywhere The Professor 👓 went throughout time—his very presence being a blasphemous affront to the space-time continuum and all—would cause local inanimate objects to turn into the singing abominations featured at the end of each episode. This whole mess was more than the genie could deal with, so he chased The Professor through 🕰️time. But the little blue ballsack, as Ryan lovingly calls him, always managed to evade capture.
So, last season, the genie covertly made a deal with the devil and the Demon Asmodeus. In exchange for a 🏆Coveted Cup🏆, Ryan would steal all of The Professor's precious jelly beans, making him vulnerable enough for the Demon 👿👿👿 Asmodeus to possess him, and then wish himself back to the 🦖Cretaceous. This happened, and Ryan was pretty psyched, but then he asked Satan😈 if The Professor would be all right, and Satan😈 was like, "I don't know, man." And Ryan was like, "Oh, boy, I don't know about this," which was merited, because as soon as The Professor landed in the 🦖Cretaceous, this happened.
Yikes. Okay, so then last Christmas, there was a big memorial for The Professor held by all the singing puppets. But at the end of the service, they remembered that in cleaning up The Professor's time travel shenanigans, the genie had actually turned them all back into inanimate objects. So their kinda-souls are now trapped in purgatory, A.K.A. a beautiful state-of-the-art amphitheater called The Wondrium Arena. Their souls hang in the ether. It's grim. They hope that Ryan can find a way to save them, along with The Professor.
Then there was a shot of the professor in a little egg sac. Ex-squeeze me? What's going on there? I don't know.
Anyway, the pandemic was really weird, and this is basically what I've been up to the whole time. It's a lot of lore, but I mean, fuckin'... come on, man.
Just sit back and enjoy the new season. You're gonna learn a lot, you'll have a good time, all right?
Enjoy season five.
How Hippo Meat Almost Saved America • Puppet History Season 5 Episode 1 Nov 11, 2022
#puppet history#important puppet lore#ostensiblygif#watcheredit#puppethistoryedit#watcher#ryan bergara#shane madej#watcher entertainment#🙂
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‘idk wips & writing are WILD’ Wednesday
thank you to my sweetest jelly beans @beskarandblasters & @haylzcyon for the tags I’m so inspired by y’all!
so many of my projects have shifted around in terms of my focus and of course new ideas spring up so I’m really just gonna embrace the chaos limbo lol
thank you again to my dear babes for the tag! this just made me ask myself ‘sis, why are you like this’ lol
no pressure tags: @lowlights @morallyinept @burntheedges @tightjeansjavi @julesonrecord @swiftispunk @perotovar @chronically-ghosted & anyone I missed or who wants to join in!!
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I'm interested ⛵⛵⛵⛵
Yay, I'm glad someone wanted to explore this one with me! Thanks 💖
There's this story his psych read to him once, back when he'd first figured out just how much he was struggling and decided that maybe it was okay for him to ask for help. A story about a dingy, lost in the middle of the ocean, searching for a place to land. A place he could call home, maybe. It's also a story about demons, doing their best to hold him back. He could picture it all too clearly as she spoke - Eldritch-like beings, their fangs bared and razor-sharp, their eyes nothing but vertical slits glowing crimson in the vast, empy night. When he closes his eyes now, though, and reminds himself of the dingy and the demons, he doesn't see Lovecraftian monsters. Somewhere along the way; somewhere between hearing the end of story over a patchy zoom connection and getting Maddie back from Boston after he'd nearly lost her, the demons had changed shape. Now, they're like the little crewmates from Among Us. The ones that look kind of like jelly beans with legs. He isn't about to confess it to anyone other than Tommy, because he knows it sounds ridiculous, but he can't help it. It was never a concious decision. Just a gradual shift in perception.
Hope you enjoyed it! :)
Make me write
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The Professor propaganda:
"Literally just a little blue guy"
"He teaches Ryan Boogaria and special guest each episode about history and hands out jelly beans! He also has a lot of lore. He made a deal with genie to get time traveling powers. He also ended up bringing a bunch of objects from the past to life/into puppets and had them sing songs on his show. At one point he was sent back to the time of the dinosaurs and he was eaten by a dinosaur and then rebirthed in an egg. Then he was raised by these two other dinosaurs. The three almost died due to the meteor that killed the dinosaurs but they were brought back to future!"
"He nasty :)"
"he can travel through time and uses this skill to host a history game show. he made a deal with a genie. he died and came back to life when he was hatched from a dinosaur egg and then brought his dino parents back to present day with him. there was an evil hologram version of him for a while. he’s the perfect man"
"He's just a silly little guy"
"He is The Puppet. I love him. Also, spoilers for puppet history, he someone creates puppets wherever he goes time traveling (a power he got as part of some kind of twisted deal with a genie), and those puppets sing about the horrible shit they did and lived through. Also he just wants to teach you about history stuff and dunk on Ryan. What’s not to love"
"He’s your beloved host and guide to history!! He dearly loves his dinosaur parents!!!! He has jellybeans in his little bag and there’s one just for you!! A special little treat!! Don’t ask where he got them from"
"Funny little blue puppet, who time travels and teaches people about history and also got fed to a t-rex at some point because a genie and a demon worked together to make him wish himself into the Cretaceous period."
"such a silly little guy!! he just wants to teach you about history, thats all :)))"
"He teaches history with singing puppets and definitely is not involved with a genie."
"He’s just a little guy. Even when he’s reborn into a bigger body, he’s still just a little guy. Also web-show that actually makes learning about weird historical events fun my beloved."
"Makes history interesting through the magic of puppet theatre. May have been pursued through time by an angry genie."
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toh ocs because why not
that one It was supposed to be a palisman with a human version but well I really liked the human version SO it's just a guy with a palisman very similar to him, his parental figure probably carved the palisman like that so he wouldn't feel like the only one with 6 legs????
he's been at Hexside for years and people still ask if he's a new student ☠️
Kiko wanted to join the Emperor's coven cuz his father was a guard and he wanted to be like him, but after he found out that his father is an asshole (and the Emperor's too) he just decided to go w the tracks he really likes
he's terrible at flying a palisman, without the slightest coordination, but can walk through walls like spiderman
and he's very good at making potions and glyphs (just casually, his grandma taught him well
fun fact is that he sleeps hanging upside down like a bat (doesn't let stuffed animals fall ⚠️
I did this one in a random style that I thought suited her vibe, good vibes
her name's Jelly Beans and she conducts vocational tests to helps people choose a coven, more for money than for love of the profession (that's what she was good at), using a mix of oracle magic and bardic magic like "follow the rhythm of the music and follow the course of your life like a riiiiiver" or something like that
she has an "evil" twin sister a bit younger than her whose name's June Sweet-Beans :D June accepted her father's last name even though he wasn't a real father, he just abandoned everything and everyone to "go to the human realm" (idk where he's today, crazy demon) so Jelly hates him deeply, and is the only person she does!!!! she's very nice to others, especially customers (and her mom, GOOD WITCH, that she takes care of!!!!
she's 18 years old (started working earlier than that) but I think she has the same "old lady" vibe as Eda who's a protector of traumatized children and teens (she identifies a little
one of those therapists who doesn't do therapy ya know
oh and she's an old friend of Hooty, long short story
they hang out sometimes
#maybe I have a problem with dads#the owl house#toh#toh ocs#toh palisman#original character#digital art#my art#I love making lores for no reason#toh fandom
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Pranks fun for everyone
So having a prank war between you and your new colleagues may not have been the best move. But Devi be damned Dali-San started it. You were currently glaring at said culprit after having delt with bright neon colored paint bombs throughout the library. This was most likely in retaliation to you helping Robin-San set up snares in all the prep rooms that had surprisingly caught more members of babyls staff than you would have thought.
Course this was due to you having to clean glitter out of royal one with Kalego-San because someone *cough* (Raim-san) decided to give Clara a dozen buckets of the stuff, not that you'd ever blame your sweet, chaotic jelly bean. But let's not forget how all of this started by Dali-San having placed some nightcrawlers into poor March-sans desk.
Said Demon seemed to examine his work with pride as he made comments about certain shades of colors. You were still dripping some of it because it wouldn't vanish with any spell you and Furcas-San were not pleased upon that discovery. But seeing as you coworker seemed to have no ounce of sympathy, you didn't regret your next action in the slightest.
"Dali-san, I've always admired your work. Truly, you've outdone yourself this time." The trickster seemed overly pleased by your words, but you continued. "But Dali-san, I'm sure you spent a long time working on this prank, so I just want you to know how much I appreciate your efforts." His eyes widened as you advanced.
"Now let's not do anything crazy-" You smiled as he tried to back away. "Crazy? Dali-san, I simply don't understand what you might mean. I'm just showing my hardworking and generous friend that they are wonderful." Lunging at him with both arms spread wide to try and block any escape. Course not having wings was a negative factor as he launched himself upwards.
"Why are you running Dali-San don't you want some comfort?" You called out happily. Making sure he was distracted enough. "While I appreciate your affections, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to pass on any hugs right now." He carefully eyed you, not realizing that both Orias-San and Murmur-san were slightly above him.
"Can't blame one for trying." You teased, pretending to give in. Just as Dali-San narrowed his eyes, he found himself being sprayed in the back with water guns. You ran, and you ran fast. Rounding the corner, you almost ran face first into Robin-san who ... was covered in some kind of stick substance. You beamed at each other.
"Who?" You asked. "Suzy-sempia," he replied, still smiling even as the goo slid down his face. You both snickered as you moved together throughout the halls. "Wanna prank Kalego-San?" It was more out of formality that you asked already, knowing the answer.
"What did you have in mind?" A predatory grin appears on both of your faces. "Tell me Robin-san, have you ever heard of chew toys?" If any of the students saw you later running down the hall hand and hand trying to escape Kalegos wrath well... that wasn't their business now, was it?
#mairimashita! iruma kun#welcome to demon school iruma kun#reader#iruma suzuki#naberius kalego#kalego sensei#robin sensei#clara valac
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VALENTINES DAY WITH THE GHOUL BOYS <3
• I'd imagine there'd be a lot of crafts when it comes to celebrating this holiday with the boys
• Cutting out paper hearts and writing/doodling on them, stringing up pink streamers around the office, making handmade valentines, etc
• I feel like if Watcher was even up and running durring valentines day (it seems plausible they would close for holidays) Shane and Ryan would go around and hand out valentines specific to everyone working just for fun. Eventually people would start to do the same on their own afterwards, following their lead and distributing sweat treats of their own
• You surprised Shane with a little hat embezzled with a heart for the Proffessor to wear for the day, and a bottle of heart shaped jelly beans for Ryan as an omage to puppet history
• They in turn had little chocolates shaped like ghosts for each other and you, although Ryan and you noticed how Shane's looked like demons if one looked long enough
• When asked about it he just gave a toothy grin and stayed silent
• "I'm starting to think you're adding more pages into the 'Shane's—a—demon' notebook on purpose at this point."
• "There's not even a camera around this time too. (Y/n)'s right, long legs."
• "Oh hush you two."
#sardonics valentines day event ♡#shane madej#shane madej x y/n#shane madej x you#shane madej x reader#ryan bergara#ryan bergara x y/n#ryan bergara x you#ryan bergara x reader#ghoul boys#watcher entertainment#ghost files x you#ghost files x reader#ghost files x y/n#puppet history x reader#puppet history x you#puppet history x y/n#fluff#headcanons#x reader#event
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MOAR DEMON AU DRIVEL
Plot? What plot? I don’t have a plot, just a few drawings and some loose scenes and plot points in my head, jangling around like the last five jelly beans in a jar
Original Demon AU stuff here
#whump art#demon au#whumper turned whumpee#whumpee turned whumper#caretaker turned whumper#welcome to hell try not to enjoy your stay
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pastries
Uzui Tengen x Reader
Word Count: ~700
CW: dark humor, implied OC death, traumatic references
Emergency Request Fulfilled: HI MEOW, ITS ME AGAIN
My life’s falling apart just like always so here I am lmao
Hhhhh can I get uhhhhhh
Muichiro or Uzui x reader who deals with their trauma with jokes
“Something’s on your mind?” Tengen hums softly from behind you, large palm resting carefully on your shoulder.
“I mean, I’m alive, so yeah,” you snort, leaning backward into his touch, “And something’s on your mind?”
“Of course,” he smiles widely, pressing a light kiss to your hair, “I miss you already.”
“You miss me already? I haven’t left.”
“The village is far.”
“Is that your subtle way of calling me slow?”
“Perhaps,” his voice lowers, eyes closing, “You don’t have to go.”
Swallowing thickly, you gently shrug him off, swiveling around to poke his forehead, “Just because my idiot oniisan had an unfortunate run in with a demon mid errand doesn’t mean I’m destined to suffer his fate as well.”
“But-”
“And don’t bother mentioning my stupid oneesan. Why would you run toward someone screaming in an alleyway?”
“Didn’t you run after h-”
“I don’t count!” you huff, “She wasn’t screaming at that point. Clearly, the danger had passed,” scowling now, “What with being sated on dinner and dessert.”
“Why are you so-”
“Tengen-sama, what day is today?”
Head tilting, he wets his bottom lip, mouth quirked slightly. He can’t recall anybody having died on this day—although your prickly demeanor briefly has him reconsidering—and he knows it isn’t an anniversary of anything romantic (he has four dedicated partners to maim him should he dare forget remind him of such events, thank you very much).
“Today is buy a dozen get another dozen free at my favorite pastry shop,” you declare, “Are you really insisting I stay home?”
“Your life is more important to me than two dozen pastries,” he declares, hurriedly tacking on, “More important than any amount of pastries!”
“Well I’m glad someone cares about my life so much,” you quip, “But I, on the other hand, am content with valuing mochi, jellies, and cookies most.”
“Most?” he nearly pouts, filling the space between your bodies, fingertips dancing down the side of your kimono until they settle atop your hip, “What about me?”
“You’re fine. Even retired, you’re actually qualified to run toward someone screaming in an alleyway.”
“That isn’t what I meant,” he grumbles, “Haven’t I told you time and time again to prioritize your life over any and all missions?”
“Why would my life be in danger during a pastry run?”
“Your oniisan-”
“Was too impatient to wait for sunrise, and died in the chill before dawn. Do you see the sun Tengen-sama? Where is it? Smack in the middle of the sky!” resisting the urge to nuzzle your nose into his broadness, “But the longer you stall me, the more likely I’ll be returning in the dark,” eyes rolling, “Especially considering how s l o w l y I walk.”
“I’ll carry you there!”
“Absolutely not! This is my mission to undertake.”
“So dramatic,” he mutters.
“You’re one to tal-” your retort muffled as he not so gracefully cradles you into his chest.
“When you return, we can visit their graves,” pausing as you melt like warmed honey, sinking into his embrace, “I’ll give you extra money to buy offerings for them,” quietly, “What sort of pastries did they enjoy?”
Sniffling into his yukata, you cling tightly to his haori, words lodged in your throat, sharp as an unfulfilled wishbone. I don’t know because you never asked. I don’t know because those stupid, dumb, idiots abandoned you without permission, without attachment, without Goodbye. I don’t know because sometimes their faces blur in your dreams, let alone memories of whether they preferred bean cakes or cheesecakes.
“I’m happy to carry you,” he repeats tentatively, “You aren’t slow, but I’m certainly fast.”
“Tengen-sama,” you hiccup, heat caressing your cheeks, “If you carry me, then how will I ever develop thighs and calves to rival yours?”
“You don’t need to develop thighs or calves worthy of rivaling mine. You only need to return safely.”
“What an unsupportive response!”
“You’re ridiculous!” he exclaims.
“Are you going to give me extra money, or not?”
“Are you going to release your grip on my haori?”
“You said you were happy to carry me,” you whine.
“To the village! Not to my money pouch!”
“Hmpf.”
#tengen uzui#uzui tengen#tengen x reader#uzui x reader#sound hashira#drabble#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer
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♡ An intro to my blog ♡
MASTERLIST
?? I typically go by Bean or Beanie on most socials I’m on :3 Ghost or Jelly is fine too since they’re also part of the blog name
?? Currently I’m 18 n just staring College for Art shit
?? I go by any pronouns!! My gender is fluid?? I think?? I’m not going to dissect that in an intro :3 But I’ll be happy with any prns
?? My fandom interests are broad and I typically focus heavily on only one fandom at a time, but Creepypasta, Cod, Naruto, and Demon Slayer are probably what I cycle through most consistently (cod is a new one but I’m pretty confident my love for Ghost won’t spontaneously leave me)
?? I have a secondary blog here where I post my non fandom writing pieces, I’m unsure if it’ll just be the small drabbles (?) or if I’ll post anything longer I write, or even the lore of the random shit I work on.
?? If I was to write fandom work it’d be here, but I’m scared of feeling cringe ~m~
♡ Other silly things that aren’t as important to know ♡
:3 there’s a chance I have ADHD which might explain why I get borderline obsessed with whatever media interest I currently have, and is why I’m a little iffy on writing for fandoms here cuz it’s near impossible to stick with writing one thing (Stares at 60 pages written for a hunger games fic that I abandoned the second I started watching Kny)
?? I’ve never been on tumblr before and if it somehow shows that’s why 3: I’m not even sure if tumblr ppl do intros I just feel like this makes me look less like a bot and more like a human
I forgor whatever else I wanted to say so <33
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🍒 mine ? roast me >:o
send me 🍒 + a url and i will write some positivity for them.
(( roast u?? where do i BEGIN? well, demon is a majima simp lolololol.
mate, i aint gonna roast u there's nothing to roast, you're a good jelly bean! lemme explain why -
*slides open powerpoint presentation, clears throat* WELL-
first and foremost, i feel like i've known you forever ( i mean, we've been on/off mutuals for what feels like a very long time but is literally like 5/6 years? i've always found you someone who stands out a great deal. not in a bad way, you have a certain way about you. aesthetics, pride. idk, there's something very powerful about your aura and i've always thought it. even when we both wrote ardyn, you were like THE ardyn, yknow? i remember some of my mutual ardyn's but not a great deal, but you always stood out. you had / have such a grasp of his character, the time and the passion you placed into him was always something i found incredibly inspirational. like, i always felt myself pointing to you like that one will smith meme where he's all 'LOOKIE' i just always found that passion admirable & you, very cool.
when i saw you come back to the ff fandom a couple years back, i was really excited to see you around again and simply to know you were doing well & it's been really awesome you making a full return with your boy clive and then majima! i know i don't know a bunch about yakuza and i know you might dropkick me for having STILL not played the games ( i will one day i promise u bby ) but you give me a very good idea of majima and his character simply from what you say to me in private and on the dash. your headcanons are ( as expected cause its u ) fully fleshed; they're detailed, they're interesting and give a well-documented / well-thought out insight into his character. he's playful, he's got a little bit of fuckery going on with his past and maybe even who he is and i'm excited to explore the dynamic he could have with my legion of lads. ( i promise volgin wont poke his eye hole, kakihara might tho >.> )
and you, demon - well, you're awesome. that goes without saying. you've a very down-to-earth, fun person to speak to. sometimes i find myself entirely confused by the yakuza lore you drop on me but i appreciate it none-the-less, it's fun seeing your passion and it's cool being welcomed into fandom lore and information with such enthusiasm. i feel like the rpc world would be an amazing place if everybody had the passion that you have for your characters. you're a fun, chill & very cool person and i'm glad to know you. also, i've been thinking of picking up ffxiv again and might need u to hold my hand ( im bby no bully )
my final note to you is a meme i saw that combined our collective worlds and i hope u appreciate it like i did cause i thought of you when i saw it lol ))
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