#m!ik sullivan

[nonbinarypirat]

physical affection and how it relates to iruma: part 1, parental touch

iruma reads as someone who is touch starved and doesn't like/understand touch until he now has affectionate people in his life. His parents have probably never touched him besides the required amount when he was a baby and maybe a headpat or quick hug (which would more than likely just be a manipulation tactic to get him to do their crazy schemes). They left him alone for days on end, there's no way they even could have been affectionate with him. And it's not like he ever went to school, his "friends" at school couldn't even remember him because of how many days he missed.

Overall, Iruma reads as touch starved but doesn't know he's missing it since he never had it to begin with. Here comes the love trio, the misfit class, Balam and more. Suddenly he has a lot of people in his life who are comfortable with touching him, even want to as a sign of how close they are. And we can see iruma very much becomes happy with it in turn.

That's why Balam and iruma's relationship is important, a parental type person he trusts is actively choosing to be affectionate with him, not to manipulate him but just because he cares about iruma. He even told him the reason is just to bond and get to know iruma, not some sort of underhanded method. This is just Balam's way of connecting. And they are close to each other enough to be comfortable in each other's spaces. Whether Iruma reads balam as a parent or not, balam is very much like a momma bird, keeping him close and safe in his arms. And Iruma becomes more open to it as time goes on with them knowing more about the other.

This is also a great dynamic because balam gives him the affection that he doesn't recieve from kalego, someone he clearly holds in high regard. Almost every time iruma reflects on the people that matter the most to him, kalego is there. which i find fascinating because what is kalego to iruma? on a subconscious level, i think he views kalego as a parental figure to him as well, one of the first to give him clear and concise rules to follow. his parents were just a fucking mess, they barely parented. never really taught him life lessons besides "just say yes" and "run." Kalego clearly cares a lot while also helping iruma navigate the netherworld making it easy for him to project a father role onto kalego

But kalego isn't an affectionate man from what we have seen. And even if he was, he is his instructor first and foremost so he may not feel comfortable being so with iruma (and also imagine the fucking annoying comments about favoritism from the other misfits LOL). Any touching has been fairly limited to him picking up Iruma like during the teacher dorm visits and Kalego's final hours as a familiar. Which honestly make these few scenes even more precious. Because he is actively choosing to be like this with Iruma. Affection does not come easy to Kalego like it does Balam. More than likely because of his upbringing and family beliefs (always needing to remain vigilant, dignified) and him as a person. So while he doesn't touch Iruma often, his one on one moments with him are extremely personal and parental in nature. And when he does interact with Iruma physically, the rarity adds to the specialness.

And then there's Opera. Opera has been especially more affectionate in the latest volumes with hand holding and hugs and all sort of touching. Which is very wholesome to see because Opera wasn't a character that had much of a strong relationship with Iruma at the beginning besides guarding him. I always got the impression that Opera didn't know how to feel about him, not to say they wouldn't protect him with everything they have. But the feelings and affection started up after the battler/batra Party when Iruma grabbed both Sullivan and Opera (though the care for him had been growing steadily before that). I have seen two main headcannons for their relationship, some see it more as a big sibling relationship while others see it as a parental one as well. For the sake of this post, I will be using it as a parent and child one.

Opera has been right there with Sullivan watching Iruma grow more and more confident as time goes on. And through Iruma growing up, we see how proud of him Opera is. From a scared child to a more bold child, Opera has helped cultivate this in him. I also love that whenever Sullivan isn't around, Opera takes over for taking care of him, allowing the two to have solo family time. Obviously their relationship is more of a weird dynamic seeing as how Opera is a security devil, but that doesn't stop the story from developing their relationship. The physical affection for the two is started from both sides, Iruma hugging Opera or Opera holding out their hand to hold as they walk home. In this case, their relationship is the most parent like as the story progresses.

And finally, we have Sullivan who is the most affectionate of the four. Come on, you can't beat grandpa when it comes to love and devotion to Iruma. He is the first one to introduce Iruma to physical affection in the first place. Now granted, in a slightly overbearing way at first because Iruma is not used to this and Sullivan is too happy to have a grandson. But now, we can see the genuineness behind each of his interactions with Iruma. He very much acts like a doting grandfather, and he really does love him too. Touching clearly comes more naturally to him so it's his way of showing Iruma love which opened the doors for more people in Iruma's life to show this too. When Iruma first started touching Sullivan back at the battler/batra party, it highlighted that Iruma is now more comfortable with Sullivan to do so back. He has been taught by Sullivan this way of caring and cares about him in the same way too. There's a lot of mutual love.

They have come a long way as a family unit. Sure, grandpa has always been Iruma's number one supporter, but at the beginning of the story it felt way too over the top? As the audience we were right there besides Iruma in feeling overwhelmed by Sullivan. This far into the story though, the emotional trust they have in each other is beautiful. They are no longer just two individuals thrown together by fate, they are two people who care about the other and their weird little family. And its even more wonderous when we think about Sullivan's past, having lost someone deeply close to him and has no way of knowing if he'll ever return (aka Delkira). From what we know, it seemed that Sullivan truly loved him like a son/grandson/family member and loosing him is still something he's grappling over. And yet, he was still able to create this, push through his pain to make a family with Iruma. He's not a replacement for what he lost, but somone he allows himself to care about in a similar way in the past. By pushing through the trauma, he has been able to give Iruma what he never had in his past life.

I see both Balam, Kalego, and Opera as parents who provide him with different styles of parenting (with grandpa also providing that but also being a "ill give you anything you want" guardian hehe). Through this, he can learn varied viewpoints and, more importantly to this post, the affection he never had as a child. Does it make up for never having grown up with it? No, it never could. But it's not about making up for what it lost, rather its about making new connections and love with what you have now. And displaying that love in small and bigger ways with touch.

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#57 Its like Timon & Pumba-

Y/n: Opera, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right? Opera, naked in you're bed: No, I absolutely do not Master/Mistress Y/n, already taking off their clothes: Fuck... Me neither...NOT IT ON TELLING GRAMPA AND IRUMA-

[wizardyandcheesesammich]

He belongs with them

He belongs with them

HE BELONGS WITH THEM

THAT'S THEIR KID, THEY ARE A FREAKING FAMILY.

And if anyone wants to take him away, they're gonna have to try and rip him out of their hands first.

[madmarchhare]

My heart, I love them so much.

[xatsperesso]

Lol can you imagine iruma teaching his class how to make those flower crown thingys?

Iruma gives azz one and azz is trying his hardest not to combust into flames so the crown can be safe?

Everyone in the class gives sabro a crown? He's wearing twelve and like six of them are dangling on his horns

Gaap gives purson one, and for the day whenever purson fwooshes his crown is visible because he likes it and he wants to show that he's proud of what his friend made for him

Clara and Ix open a class teaching students how to make flower crowns. It's rare to look at the garden and not find at least one group making them

Robin-sensei is the best out of teachers at making them and he gifted one to his cousin(/sister? Dont remember their relationship)

Iruma is confused as to how bachiko has one

Buer keeps getting them as gifts

Every once in a while balam will give kalego one because he knows kalego's prideful ass refuses to get caught making them qt school

To be fair if either dali, sullivan or opera caught him making one his life is over

Sullivan is forever waiting for iruma to make him one. Iruma doesn't know his grandpa wants one and thinks the stress of work is what makes him all grumpy

Sullivan nearly cried when opera went to him wearing a flower crown that iruma made for them

Kalego wants to know if he can do something decorative with his cacti. Corners iruma and asks him and iruma is afraid to tell him that he doesn't know

One day iruma recruits his classmates and their kouhais to make one giant crown. They gift it to thoth

Remeber the class's mentors at the harvest festival? They all get flower crowns

Except for general furfur. He too will forever await his crown, not knowing that he'll never get one

(Iruma learns about jazz and alloce not giving their mentor one, so he sends him an anonymous one because he doesn't want him to feel left out)

[svefs]

Definitely the better Suzuki ever 👍

TW!: Cursing and mentions of alcoholism, NOT incest FFS, we love Iruma, IruAzz shipper reader frfr, I support other ships (not the bad bad ones y'all calm down)too don't attack me, im high and it's 3am, Fem!reader, hey bbg you look kinda cute

Summary: You're Iruma Suzuki's younger sister cause yes. Not really known by most of his friends since you're like 10 years younger than him (basically a kid that still can't attend school). That is untill you followed your older brother to Babyls secretly (how? Idk why are you asking me im defo no the author 🤷‍♀️)

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"Shichiro" said Kalego surrounded by an ominous aura while the misfits are sweating buckets in the background.

Balam Shichiro was only trying to help a toddler. Getting a lecture by co-worker was definitely not in list.

"BAT!" you screamed on the top of your lungs as if you were a drunkard

Uh oh

Few hours earlier

"Pera! upsies,"you babbled wanting to be carried.

"Y/N-sama, please forgive me but I am a bit busy here," Opera said while carrying the dirty laundry.

You huffed and walked away pouting at the fact that Opera was busy. It's childish but your still a kid so do whatever you want 🤷‍♀️

Unfortunately, a bright idea sparked into your mind. Your adoptive grandpa is the principal of Babyls, the school your big brother goes too. So if we're to go on a little adventure you'll be able to get your older brother and maybe your grandpa to play with you. It's basically child's play (how ironic), but you're a human child so it's fine.

So the journey begins, with you leaving Opera in a state of panic while you're following your carefree brother and his two friends while they walk to school. Of course it is harder for you to catch up to them since you can barely walk but you can crawl your way through hell if you wanted to.

Once you reached the school entrance it was basically empty, meaning you weren't fast enough to play with your brother before his class starts. As you were about to enter through the door, a deep voice startled you.

"A child?"

You look behind to see a tall man with chicken feet and short white hair. Iruma has told you about a white haired tall teacher with chicken feet named Balam Shichiro that is intimidating but kind nonetheless. So what do you do? The only logical thing duh.

"Bal!"

you shouted rendering him speechless.

"You know me?"

he asked while picking you up while you answered by nodding.

"VROOM VROOM!!"

"Vroom....?"

Few minutes after (he finally got the memo)

"So.... you want me to bring you to Iruma?"you nodded in response as he started walking somewhere. You were completely relaxed in Balam's hold which made him question your identity even more since he was used to people being scared of his appearance.Getting to Iruma was not really that hard. You can tell where he is all the time especially with the people he hangs out with. Poor Iruma, can't even live his school life quietly without drawing attention. But since class already started, he's definitely in the Royal one. He wouldn't be the type to skip class at all.

Back to the present

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA BIG BAD BAT!!!" you started shrieking definitely startling half the class from your sudden outburst.

"Y/N! Calm down," your brother takes you away from Balam's hold inorder to try and calm you down. Did it work?

Lol no.

Why?

Cause seeing a certain pink haired male, made you think of all the times your brother would come back home just to rant to you about him. Oh the burning pain, hearing your brother talk about his oh-so obvious crush that he has yet to realise. Almost felt bad for this Azz guy if it weren't for the fact this Azz guy has also yet to realise his feelings. This is too much bs for you to handle. Definitely too much.

Meanwhile Opera was still panicking at the mansion lmfao

Note:

You have no idea how bored I am

Request are finally open tho

[amykiriwosdefenselawyer]

Nah bro the contrast between how Sullivan and Poro deal with Delkira's absence is heart-wrenching.

Poro is entirely focused on Delkira himself, and holding onto the personal memory of the demon. Sullivan is still sad about Delkira's absence, but he upholds Delkira's legacy by keeping the netherworld as much as Delkira kept it, and raising the next generation to inherit his will.

And Delkira obviously wouldn't want Poro to be aligning with terrorists and essentially destroying his netherworld if he was there, but Poro's too blind to see that, or realise that after this long, there's no way their old love will ever be the same.

Sullivan is loyal to Delkira's ideals and what he left behind. Poro is loyal to Delkira himself, or at least his lovesick memories biased by nostalgia.

Seeing former friends clash because of a lost friendship/love they both shared is just depressing and tragically beautiful in writing

[incorrect-mairuma]

Sullivan: Asmodeus did what?

Opera: I wouldn't let him see Iruma as he was still resting from last night, so I told him that unless he was injured he wasn't allowed to stay...so he punched himself in the face and told me he was injured.

Sullivan: Well...you have to admire his dedication.

[miano-oscarwilde]

Oh wow. Iruma 😍

I always loved the serious expression on his face

[dollfishu]

Images from the Mairuma Stage Play!

The actor playing Iruma is so adorable!!!!

[ilikeoldmentoomuch]

Sully stickers +one seggsy sensei

[snippychicke]

Deal with the Devil Part Three!

Again, tumblr mobile.makes formtting a bit challenging, so I will spruce if up later on. For now enjoy the fluff, and hint of spice!

I did mention Iruma is a few years younger in this than in the anime/manga, right?

Near

You woke up early, only briefly disoriented to the much larger room than your own.

Despite not sleeping in your own home, your own bed, you surprisingly slept well. Back on Earth, you had always had trouble sleeping anywhere but home, but… the manor felt just as safe and familiar as your cottage.

And either the imps or Opera had somehow not only washed and dried your clothes from the day before, but had also set out a wide array of clothes that weren't from your home, yet looked like they would fit you as well as your style. You had a feeling Sullivan might have had a hand in it as well, though instead of the worry and guilt that usually nagged you anytime the demon lord tried to shower you with gifts, you felt… touched. Someone had taken note of your preferences and built a whole wardrobe from it.

Once dressed, you were anxious to check on Iruma. You had encouraged him to find you if needed through the night, and honestly had expected him to wake you. After all, you could only imagine how traumatizing the last day had been for him.

Yet a peek into the room gifted to the young boy showed him fast asleep, little more than a blue spot amongst the giant plush bed. You leaned against the doorframe, a smile on your face as you watched him sleep. There was something heartwarming in watching him sleep, looking even younger as he cuddled the stuffed animal Sullivan had grabbed from somewhere.

You couldn't help but think about how much Sullivan was going to spoil him. Anything he wanted would soon be his, if the way Sullivan treated you was any indication. And really, you had a feeling Iruma deserved to be spoiled just from talking to him yesterday. How was it that this small boy had quickly wormed his way into your heart in so few hours after meeting?

"My two favorite humans both in one place," Sullivan spoke softly as he appeared behind you, giving you little warning before his arms wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you against his chest as he rested his chin on the top of your head. "Oh! And look at our little boy! He just looks so adorable!"

You blushed both at his words and his touch. You had offered rather impulsively to assist Sullivan to raise Iruma, though Sullivan had eagerly accepted before you could reconsider. Yet even after having time to consider, you still wanted to. Both for Iruma's sake, and, honestly, to have more reason to be around Sullivan. No longer just a neighbor or a friend. But something… more.

It was how much more you wanted that scared you.

"You're going to be such a great mother," Sullivan continued, his voice becoming lower as he held you a fraction tighter. He cupped your chin and tilted your head to look upwards at him, making you remember acutely how tall and powerful he was as he looked down at you with a smile that wasn't quite as gentle as normal.

A smile that sent thrills shooting down your spine and pool in your lower abdomen. At least you weren’t the only one who wanted more out of this relationship.

Scribbles

You sat on the playroom floor with Iruma, both of you enjoying a break from your attempts to homeschool him and instead took time to draw.

He was too young to attend Babyls, and while there were classes for young demons, you and Sullivan agreed that it would be best at first to help Iruma adjust to his new home before he was surrounded by demons who didn't know his origins.

Or rather, Sullivan happily agreed when you said as much. And who better to explain demon customs than you who had been slowly adjusting to the world for the last few months? Things that might have been overlooked by those overly familiar with this world and not Earth.

Besides, you knew Iruma needed time to adjust to his new life before being thrown into the chaos that was school. To go from being ladened with responsibilities far too large for his wiry shoulders to being allowed to be a child was a large enough change.

Granted, he was handling it well… perhaps a little too well as he agreed to do whatever you offered. As if he was truly unable to say no.

He hadn't shed a tear either that anyone had noticed. And it worried you.

"Ma'am?" Iruma broke the silence after a moment. "May I ask a question?"

"Of course," you smiled. He was so overly polite, even to Sullivan who already had the boy calling him papa. At first it had been a bit stilted and awkward (again, raising concerns about his inability to say no) but had now grown almost natural.

"Papa said you're his special friend, what does that mean exactly?" His question caught you breath, surprising you. Thankfully, he didn't seem to notice as he continued to color. "It's just, you two seem so close, but you don't want me to call you mom or anything, so��"

Your stomach twisted as you tried to swallow the sudden lump in your throat. "We are close," you agreed, remembering how Sullivan had begun to flirt with you in honesty. Those once innocent touches now anything but as they lingered. The look in his eyes when he smiled at you had a new kind of glint in them that made your heart flutter.

You yearned for more, to be honest, but were too nervous about taking that next step.

You pushed those thoughts away and focused on the boy. "It's not that I don't want you to call me mom. But, I don't want you to feel indebted to call me anything besides my name. I mean, it's been just a few days since…'' His parents sold him to a literal demon. "...since you came to live here. I know you agreed to Sullivan adopting you, but…"

If he loved his biological parents and missed them, you didn't want to step on that. You were familiar with the notion that children would love parents no matter how badly they were treated.

His blue eyes darkened slightly as he paused. "My parents sold me, you don't need to imply anything else. Honestly, when papa offered to be my dad, I figured he couldn't be any worse.” It about broke your heart to hear the child talk like that, with such lack of feeling, the dark expression in his eyes proving he was already acquainted with the darkness that you had ran from when you had made your own deal.

But as quick as it came, it changed as he smiled, darkness chased away by the happy light in his eyes. “And I was right. He's a lot better than my real dad. And you're like what I wished my mom was like."

Oh, your heart. It felt like it was being crushed to death the same time it was splitting from being so full of love and sympathy. You reached over and touched his cheek, offering him a reassuring smile. "To be honest, I couldn't imagine a child better than you. If you want to call me mom, you certainly can."

“Really, you wouldn’t mind?”

You chuckled as you ruffled his hair. “Of course not. It would be an honor, if anything.”

Later on, Iruma finished and held up his picture proudly, which made your heart skip. A little blue haired stick figure between a much taller purple figure that had to be Sullivan and one that was unmistakable as yourself, with Opera by Sullivan's otherside, and the manor in the background.

You couldn't resist. You pulled the boy into a hug much like Sullivan did, with tears in your eyes. "It's beautiful. Sul… Papa is going to be overjoyed when he sees it."

Crash

Sullivan didn't exactly mean for this to happen. After all, he was the kind of demon to have things planned out, and seducing you slowly had been working splendidly. Watching you grow flustered and acting as if you weren't affected was so amusing and attractive.

But not nearly as attractive as watching you become a mother to Iruma. He wasn't sure exactly what it was about you tending to the young boy that was so alluring, but it was. It made his chest ache in both love and yearning watching you fuss over him. The adoring smile. Reading Iruma a bedtime story before pressing a kiss to his forehead.

He mimicked your gesture, wishing the boy a good night before following you out in the hallway. He wasn't about to say anything regarding the fact you had all but moved into his home, taking a guest room not far from Iruma’s.

And not far from his own either.

"Do I get a goodnight kiss too?" He couldn't help but tease as you reached your door.

He expected you to laugh and wave him off as he tapped his cheek. Not blush and bite your lip, as if honestly thinking about the idea.

Not that he was going to complain. He closed his eyes in giddy anticipation, just imagining what it would be like to have your lips pressed against his skin, if even for a brief moment.

Nothing could have prepared him for you leaning up to cup his cheek, tilting his head just slightly before pressing your lips against his. A long soft press, but it stole his breath away and fanned the fire within him.

After a long moment that was over way too soon, you pulled away with the faintest sigh. His eyes opened to gaze into yours, heart beating rapidly at the expression he saw in them. How they contrasted so beautifully with the darkened color of your face as you blushed.

"Was that okay?" You whispered after another pause.

Was it okay? Devi, it was more than he had hoped for, but at the same time it had caused his chains of self restraint to loosen, waking his hunger.

His smile was more than a little wicked as he stroked your face, taking great delight in watching you react. "Oh, my darling," he crooned softly as he stepped closer, backing you up against the door of your room. "That was more than okay. But you should be careful with a kiss like that, or I may get the wrong idea."

You shivered beneath his touch, swallowing hard. He could see the vein in your next flutter as your heart likely pounded.

He needed to back off. His slow game was paying off, and he couldn't rush you. But you smelled so wonderful, your already delightful human scent mixed with excited arousal. He wanted to bury himself in it, in you.

While he was struggling to control himself, you licked your lips, making them glisten in the light. "And… and what if I'm giving you the right idea?"

Devi and deities, did you realize what you were doing to him by offering yourself like that?

There was no amount of restraint that could keep him from leaning down and chasing the gleam on your lips with his own. You tasted divine, and left his mind spinning in a haze of greed and lust as you leaned into his kiss, willingly opening your mouth to him.

His hands drifted to yours, his fingers lacing between your own as he pinned your hands against the door on either side of your shoulders. Pinned. Caged. But oh so willing. Eager, even, as you returned his kiss and arched into him.

Sullivan groaned against your mouth, his thoughts becoming hazier the more he kissed you. His sweet little human, so accepting of his affection and those soft little noises every time you tried to catch your breath.

He wanted more. Needed more.

A faint noise made Sullivan freeze, his eyes opening and scanning for whoever would interrupt this moment.

Only to see little Iruma, blue eyes wide in surprise before the boy turned and retreated quickly back into his room.

"The joys of having children," you groaned in fond exasperation, confirming you had seen the boy as well.

Having children. He was still overjoyed you had offered to raise the boy with him. His son, your son.

The first of his children with you.

"We should go check on him," you continued after a moment, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips, far different from the heated kisses from before.

Sullivan was greedy for all of them. Heated kisses, soft kisses. Little pecks on the cheek.

He had caught you, and he was not going to let you go.

Together

Sullivan was all but hovering behind you as you returned to Iruma's room. Your heart was still pounding in your chest, your face still uncomfortably warm.

Stars, you just meant to give him a quick kiss. To try and give him the same teasing treatment he had been torturing you with these last few days. All those lingering touches, that soft yet husky voice when he was talking to you.

But how could you refute his challenge? The burning desire in his eyes. "Oh, my darling," he crooned softly as he stepped closer, backing you up against the door of your room. "That was more than okay. But you should be careful with a kiss like that, or I may get the wrong idea."

There was no backing down from that. It was virtually an invitation that you could not, would not, refuse.

And you did not regret it in the least bit, even with your body humming with desire as you knocked gently on Iruma's door.

The boy opened it after a moment, those wide blue eyes so innocent.

But also worried.

"I'm sorry," he muttered. "I… I didn't mean to interrupt."

"There's no need to apologize, my boy," Sullivan reassured as he knelt down. "If anything I should apologize if I scared you, as it was not my intention."

You frowned, wondering what kind of look Sullivan had shot the boy while you had struggled to reign in your breathing.

"Did you want something, dear?" You asked, learning early on to ask Iruma if he wanted something and not if he needed anything. Because at the ripe age of eight, he thought he needed nothing.

The boy blushed and scratched his head nervously. "I just… there was a scary screeching noise from outside and it spooked me. That's all."

Your heart ached, knowing exactly how terrifying the noises were at night in the Netherworld. And yet he was acting as if the whole debacle was him just being silly.

Sullivan reacted before you, picking the boy up and holding him against his hip. "No need to fret, my little Iruma. Papa will protect you, promise."

Oh. To see Sullivan being doting warmed your heart. And Iruma simply melted against him, soaking in the affection and comfort as if starving for it.

Which, unfortunately, he probably was.

You stepped close and brushed his hair reassuringly. "You're safe here," you echoed Sullivan's words softly. "Between papa Sullivan and Opera, nothing will get inside these walls."

"Promise?" Iruma asked softly.

"Absolutely," you assured without hesitation. "But if it would make you feel better, you could stay with me for the night. A little sleep over?"

“You wouldn’t mind if I slept between you and papa?” he asked, making your heart stop. You couldn’t meet Sullivan’s gaze, though you felt it as he watched you intently, waiting to see how you answered.

“Not at all,” you answered almost automatically, distantly wondering why you were saying that and not correcting him. “If that’s what you want, that’s what we’ll do.”

Iruma nodded his head softly, resting it against Sullivan’s chest as he relaxed into the demon’s embrace. He looked so small and young at that moment, making your heart melt. Without even thinking, you looked up at Sullivan. His expression conveyed everything you felt; he cared as deeply as you did for your newly adopted son.

Yet there was a gentle smolder in his eyes as his gaze met yours, assuring you that he hadn’t forgotten earlier events. Yet, right now little Iruma took precedence.

***

Sullivan barely slept that night. Instead, he spent the hours watching you and Iruma sleep, the boy happily nestled amongst the covers between you. For part of the night, you had one arm slung over the boy almost protectively, the other stretched towards Sullivan.

He had taken your hand, relishing in the warmth of it, how small and delicate it was compared to his own.

Everything he wanted was right here at this moment, and he wasn’t going to waste a moment of it sleeping.

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Memes#6

Kalego*Face palming seeing the gift Sullivan brought to his son*...WHEN I SAID YOU CAN BRING ONE GIFT-I OBVIOUSLY MEANT SMALL!?!

Balam*Happily positioning baby Iruma next to his new teddybear*He seems to like it~

Y/n*Trying to calm down your husband*Calm down 'Lego! your gonna have another panic attack!

Kalego: I AM CALM!?!

Balam & Y/n*Both hug Kalego and pat his head and back*There there~

[ghosttownmettie]

SULLIVAN'S BDAY IN PART OF THE WORLD🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 [4/1]

Loveliest grandpa in existence

[madmarchhare]

Wise choice! :)

[xatsperesso]

not really a headcanon but i'm Suspicious about Sullivan's claim that he was summoned by Iruma's parents. since border security know humans exist and that humans can summon demons, surely there it isn't illegal to be summoned. after all, it's not your fault someone decided to summon you. so why didn't Sullivan just tell Henri he was summoned when he was being questioned about illegally entering the human realm? i think doing that would have actually taken suspicion away from Iruma - he could be explained away as a sickly child Sullivan kept secret to protect him until he was cured by eating a human acquired as part of the bargain made when Sullivan was summoned.

maybe Sullivan *did* enter the human realm illegally - to plant the book Iruma's parents used to summon him! but then the question is did he pick Iruma's parents deliberately? or was it random? maybe it was somewhat random, as in he picked the first set of terrible parents he could find. but if it wasn't random... why Iruma in particular?

I mean he's not even trying to cover up anything. He's a spouseless, childless demon who somehow has a grandson. Said grandson knows absolutely nothing about the demon world, does not have any demonic features, and is just so different. Like sure the first thing that comes to anyone wont be that he's a human, the only reason ameri even guessed it right is because she has manga that have human physique, but what the fuck is iruma? No wings, no horns, no tail, very small canines, weird ears, comes up with the weirdest words and he's just so trusting?? Of people??? And how's he so naive and trusting when he acted so afraid and timid at the start of the year?? He's a ball of weirdness and contradictions and no one questions that?? No one points at him like that's not a demon?? They just accept that he's different in every sense of the world and move on

And sullivan is wierd. He severely under-prepared iruma, did not come up with any story as to how iruma came into existence, why exactly he's sullivan's grandson and not a just son, did not even try cooperating with henri or even bribing or threatening him, he is literally one of the great three. If baal can build a castle near the beloved river of delkira, then sulli could've ended the interrogation before he set foot in the interrogation room, and by how much he kept talking and advertising iruma around at the start of the comic, how much he neglected to prepare him for anything, it's almost like he wanted iruma to be found out!

But notice how he's been kinda tamed recently? How his love stopped feeling exaggerated? He's still sulli but recently his love and care started to feel real? How he started really hanging out with iruma and let iruma talk to him and teach him magic? How he's really trying to be their for iruma as a parental figure?

Something happened. He was plotting a role for iruma, maybe still plotting, but something in sullivan changed. He was not afraid for iruma's safety at the Batora party as much as he was at the heartbreaker event

Or maybe it's all in my head. Maybe he's always been this caring and i misread some things. Maybe Nishi decided to focus on thier relationship more. I'm just saying, why is sullivan so sus?