#noble!reaper

[chaoticly-shy-dragon]

@pumpkinpaperweight had a dream and @bnanmonte gave me brain rot which led to lots of ideas and excess creative energy

what I like to call Separation Au or the universe where Agatha is ready to break bones at all times only Sophie makes it to the school. It's a lot of fun to consider when you realize without Agatha, Sophie can't do more than psychological torment and emotional manipulation - and that's something the schools' inhabitants excel at!

[snails-in-spaceships]

Y'all I'm having Noble Six brainrot HELP

[anarkhebringer]

I can't make a noble OC that actually acts like a noble to save my life, because when I do they're poked fun at by my other noble OCs or made to be genuinely unlikeable jdsihufih

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) - Noble Series 1: Our Love - Chapter 3

The meeting of the captains has become routine. 

With the many changes, it’s expected. Byakuya is in there for maybe an hour before he steps outside with a number of others. You bow at each one, smiling when you see Shinji.

He laughs, ruffling your hair and you grin.

“Did you get dragged again? Byakuya sure is a stickler. “

He was teasing, but it didn’t gain much of a reaction from Byakuya.

“Let’s go (L/N)-san.”

Once again you're off, and Shinji makes faces the second Byakuya turns his back. You expect nothing less.

“Scatter, Senbonzakura.”

“Oii!! You can’t use Bankai every time you get offended!!!”

Shinji’s words fell on deaf ears. The line of captains parted.

“Kageyohsi.”

Shinji’s scream of pain was all that was heard within the space.

Yet another reason why you never made the mistake of crossing your short tempered captain. He can be quite childish sometimes.

Not that you’ll ever say that to his face.

Sheathing his blade, he pressed on.

Renji is typically the one who works this closely with Byakuya, but since he’s away, you’ve been given the mantle. It usually happens when he leaves for a mission. You always joked with the red haired reaper that you’d make a cooler Lieutenant, even without the crazy tattoos. Like Ichigo, his retaliations are funny to watch.

You fall in step with Byakuya, just enjoying the atmosphere.

“Do you like sweets.”

It’s a question, but his monotone delivery always makes it sound more intimidating than it needs to be.

“A-Ah, H-Hai! I do Kuchiki-taicho.”

It’s also a very random question.

He reaches into his coat and when he pulls out a bag of sweets, you’re shocked.

“Hirako asked me to pass these on. He retrieved them from the world of the living.” 

He holds it out and you reach over, taking it.

“Arigatou Taicho.”

He says nothing, just turns back and starts walking again.

You wear a smile as you pop open the candy and begin eating. There’s nothing major going on it seems. For the most part Byakuya is merely completing his duties as a captain. Around this time he typically heads back to the manor. You figure that’s why you’re now heading in that direction.

By the time you get there your snack is all but done. You expect the greetings you get at the gate. Everyone who catches sight of Byakuya bows upon entry. You shuffle behind a bit awkwardly.

“Would you like a cup of tea?”

You shake your head, sliding the empty bag in the coat of your robes.

“I’m okay. Is there anything else you need Taicho?”

“No.”

That’s all he says. You’re used to the short answers and brief looks before he heads back on task. Since he no longer needs you, the intention is to leave. You’re about to dismiss yourself, you’re half into your bow when he speaks.

“Are you troubled?”

It’s a question, you know that. You just don’t expect that. Not from him. The very statement makes you pause, and you straighten slowly, now staring at him. You’re not sure what to say. He’s never asked a question like that. This is out of character for him and unchartered territory for you.

With one quick breath, you work up a smile. It’s the only defense you have.

“Of course not Taicho!”

You laugh a bit boisterous before you hurriedly bid him goodbye.

“I’ll be off then Taicho.”

You’re gone before anything else could be said. The moment you make it outside, you feel it, that pull in your chest.

“Damn it.”

You must be pretty transparent if someone as private as Byakuya has pointed it out. He’s not usually one who gets involved in the business of others.

You’re getting reckless. 

[pupmusebox]

Tag dump 6/?

{ First Brother and Avatar of Pride - Lucifer } { Second Brother and Avatar of Greed - Mammon } { Third Brother and Avatar of Envy - Leviathan } { Fourth Brother and Avatar of Wrath - Satan } { Fifth Brother and Avatar of Lust - Asmodeus } { Sixth Brother and Avatar of Gluttony - Beelzebub } { Seventh Brother and Avatar of Sloth - Belphegor } { Human Exchange Student Among Demons - Yuki/Male!MC } { Royal Demon and Future King of Devildom - Lord Diavolo } { Loyal and Impeccable Demon Butler - Barbatos } { Powerful and Immortal Sorcerer - Solomon } { Calm and Serious Archangel - Simeon } { Quiet Spear Wielding Seraphim - Raphael } { Reaper and Caretaker of Life Candles - Thirteen } { Young Devil Bird of a Son - Lucius } { Playful Half Demon and Prideful Bird - Dante } { Royal Heir and Half Demon Dragon - Caius } { Crafty Bird of a Half Demon and Fae - Mael } { Mystery Demon of a Moth Pet - Samuel } { Warm Heart of Royal Dragon - Silas } { Sharp Witted Bird of Pride - Ignatius } { Noble Demon of Wickedness - Belial } { Shepherding Archangel of Justice - Raguel } { King of Knights - Arthur Pendragon } { Solitude Psychic of a Legendary - Vero/Mewtwo } { Tech Talented Alibaba and Oracle - Futaba Sakura } { Team Rocket Boss and Former Gym Leader - Giovanni } { Cold Eyed Rocket Executive - Archer } { Team Rocket's Master of Disguise - Petrel } { Team Magma's Boss - Maxie }

[politesper-rip]

i should make itsuki a kuroshitsuji verse

[bleaksqueak]

Solivaga Tarot - ✦ STRENGTH ✦ After a lot of thought, there was no better card that most represents our noble Reaper.

[wolfofwinchester]

He slinks in quiet as a cat, waiting until he’s close prim and proper before he whispers, “Boo.”

“Bandia sábháil sinn!*“

The foundation of the manor trembled with the sheer volume of the Countess's booming voice, gyrating the bones of every poor servant within a three-mile radius and sending sheep running & baying for the hills. That's what she gets for getting lost in her own noggin; staring at the chalkboard littered with notes of a case at hand and many unrelated little doodles, not minding the fact that both herself and her unrelenting Mortician just so happen to exist on the same plane. The innocent chalk twizzled in her fingers flew to the winds as she whipped her entire body around to face the towering spook, a few hairs ping!'d from her neat bun.

As always, his methods were effective to a high degree.

"Azrael Ó Faoláin, are ya outta your damned MIND? Scarin' the livin' breathin' lights outta me like a pack'a pigeons!!" Claudia's hands flew and pawed about until they located what they intended: the board rag, now arming it to give him a good whap or two with a dust of chalk. "Who do ya think ya are??"

Oooh, she's set off now! Best option: run.

Goddess save us!

[harunayuuka2060]

Ortho: Hello, Mr. Leviathan!

Levi: Hello, Ortho-kun! *chuckles* Good morning!

Ortho: Are you here to play with my brother?

Levi: Yes. And I also need to talk to him about something.

Ortho: In that case, I will wake him up.

Levi: Eh? Why? Is he not awake yet?

Ortho: Well, you played games with him until 4:07AM.

Levi: *awkwardly smiles* Sorry...

Ortho: It's fine! But please try to decrease your game time. My brother is still a human and his health is important to me and everyone else here in Ignihyde.

Levi: Yeah. I'll keep that in mind.

Idia: Huh? Leona has teamed up with Belphegor? What does that mean?

Levi: You know what it is!

Idia: Yeah, I get you. But I don't think it would be ideal for the Prefect to add another lover to their existing number of husbands.

Levi: Do you honestly think that is the case?

Idia: What?

Levi: Seven avatars of hell, the future king of Devildom, the demon butler who can manipulate time and space, the most powerful sorcerer, one archangel, and one reaper wife who likes to set up traps.

Levi: And on top of that, there are two who are crushing on them from both Devildom and Celestial Realm.

Idia: ...

Idia: Geez.

Levi: Right? And I can't blame them because MC is so amazing and you couldn't help but to love them—

Idia: Time, time!

Levi: Huh?

Idia: You're not helping your case, Levi. Every time you say MC is amazing, the listener will be interested and it would urge them to know them better, to form a relationship with them.

Idia: And with the way you rant right now, it seems to me that you are recruiting me to be their boyfriend.

Levi: If you can't beat them, join them.

Idia: Noo! MC is already tired with all of these things! They don't need another socially-awkward gamer lover and a lazy lion prince!

Idia: Give. Them. A. Break!

Levi: ...

Levi: Idia-kun... You really care about MC... *sniffles* *smiles* Are you sure you don't want to be their boyfriend?

Idia: Ask someone who's more willing and wouldn't mind sharing a relationship with a bunch.

Levi: If you're referring to that dragon guy, no way. Nuh-uh. I don't like him.

Idia: Malleus? Why?

Levi: He's got a long lifespan.

Idia: ...

Idia: Wait.

MC: *has finished the necessary steps to become a noble and has gone straight to their third year's class*

MC: *didn't notice that they're still wearing their formal demon outfit*

The third-years: ...

MC: Do you have any questions before we start this class?

Trey: *raises his hand*

MC: Yes, Trey?

Trey: Um... Are you forgetting something?

MC: Hmm... No. I think I have everything here.

Trey: O-Oh... Haha... Okay.

MC: ...

MC: What are you all staring at? *raises an eyebrow*

Rook: *raises his hand*

MC: Yes, Rook?

Rook: Beauté, Trickster! Admirably sinful even!

MC: Huh?

Lilia: *who's giving Malleus a teasing look*

Malleus: *his cute, little expression while staring at them*

MC: Cater, why didn't you tell me that I looked weird earlier?

Cater: I was busy admiring your pact marks.

MC: You were staring at my leg?

Cater: And shoulders. 😩🙏

MC: ...

MC: Did I really look that good?

Cater: Yes, bestie~ We almost kneeled in front of you.

MC: ...

MC: You're exaggerating.

Cater: But it's truue~. *chuckles*

[spacedace]

Reluctant War AU Part 2

Part One

...I ended up writing more for that Reluctant War AU...Like. Wrote this before work and started on part 3 with plans for part 4 more.

this was supposed to just be a brain worm what happened (also thank you @catastrophic-crow for the AU name <3 <3 <3 Also, also: welcome to the cult of Ancient of the Speedforce Elle! Membership includes nonsense, shenanigans and chaos haha)

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Gotham had always been a place for ghosts.

Every corner haunted by death and tragedy.

Every street stained red at least once in its many years.

Every dark shadow holding the faint shadows and shades of the dead.

Gotham was, before all else, a grave yard.

Jason had known that his entire life. Every kid born and raised in the Alley did. Death came fast to Gotham’s streets. Especially for those the rest of the city turned its back on. He did his best to lighten the reaper’s load when it came to the people that called Crime Alley home. Well, mostly. He’d certainly added names to old Death’s list before, when the occasion called.

When the armies of the dead descended upon Gotham, the only surprise Jason could feel was that those white wearing pieces of shit had dared to try and hunker down in his city.

It was a sentiment shared by most of Gotham’s fine citizens. By the city itself - herself? Something to ask later, if there was a later - even if the impossible, living shadow that rose up out of Gotham’s many dark corners was anything to go by. He knew, almost instinctively, that the entity - skin of cracked pavement, mouth a bridge suspended too wide across the face, eyes of CCTV camera lenses and body built brick by grimy, bloody brick of the sharp skyline - was Gotham. Not a ghost but something bigger, greater. Something awfully, terribly alive in all its horrible, noble glory. His city, manifest in the shape almost human beneath the green glow of the torn apart sky above.

Phantom’s armies arrived without warning as they had everywhere else, and their enemies poured out in unforgivably unmarred white suits to meet them. Horrible and garish against the Gotham streets. How they’d ever managed to slink by unnoticed while being so blatantly, clearly not of Gotham Jason wasn’t sure he’d ever know.

If either side thought this would be like the battles they fought before, they were mistaken.

Gotham was a place for Ghosts.

A place the dead piled up, lingered well beyond their deaths. A place where the rules were different from everywhere else in the world. Where crime was rampant and chaos reigned but at the end of the day people said their thanks that they were born to this hellhole and not so cursed to call anywhere else in the world home.

The dead came to fight

And Gotham, a thing so alive it was sickening to look upon, rose up to fight right along side them all.

The agents were ready and prepared for the incursion of the dead. It’d been two weeks since the first volley of attacks. Two weeks spent shoring up defenses and ramping up weapons and strategizing ways to kill what was already dead. They were, as best as they were able to be considering how endless the armies that came for them, prepared.

They weren’t prepared for Gotham.

Weren’t prepared for the city itself to rise up and take spectral, eldritch shape. Jagged building spire and shattered glass teeth bared in a snarl that spanned miles. Screaming rage in a voice made of gunfire and the concussive boom of explosions and the shrieks of a furious crowd.

Weren’t prepared for its people to ignore the gentle ushering of the dead trying to push them away to safety and instead press forward to fight shoulder to shoulder with the ghostly armies.

Weren’t prepared to have brick and bottles and trash and debris rain down upon them from the jeering living. Weren’t prepared for dirty faced children with hard eyes to light up rags stuffed into chipped beer bottles filled with gas and kerosene and throw them with more speed an accuracy than any professional baseball player. Weren’t ready for Gotham’s motley crew of terrifying Rogues to band together with the citizens they so often accosted and worried and bring down wave after wave of chaos and Goons.

Weren’t prepared for Red Hood to swap out his rubber bullets for the real deal and start mowing the fuckers in white down, his own crew at his back, the rest of the Outlaws on their way.

The Justice League was trying to find a peaceful resolution. Trying to play go between to the US Government and the infinite dead. Too wound up in US politics to side with the dead outright, too disgusted by what the American government had done to ever want to stand with them. All it had gotten them was spun wheels and confusion and the slow creeping realization that the time to try and play negotiators had well passed.

Red Hood wasn’t a member of the Justice League.

He had no obligation to try and find a way to talk things out.

What he had was a grave he’d dug his way out of, enough ammunition to arm a sizable country, and a burning need to make things right.

Gotham had always been a place for ghosts, and Jason had long accepted that he was one of them.

Haunting the streets he’d survived as a child, the city he protected as Robin, the family he’d loved and lost a thousand and one times before and after his death.

The sky cracked open above his home, and it was not an invading army that came rushing out but a native one. Friends, neighbors, strangers on the street you caught from the corner of your eye. The people of Gotham knew their own and fought for them. Only Gotham was allowed to fucked with Gotham and they’d been screwed over enough by the government themselves to know what side they were on.

He lifted his guns and fired, teeth bared in vicious satisfaction beneath his helmet as white was splattered bright red.

A hissing electric whine of a weapon, a flash of green from the edge of his vision.

“Down!”

He was thrown bodily to the cracked and ruined street beneath him, the body shielding him warm and living as one of the agent’s weapon fired a blast of energy right where he’d been a second before. He’d seen that same weapon reduce one of the raging dead to dripping green and screams of agony the dead should not be capable of making.

Before he could shove himself up and respond in kind, the body above him was in motion and the air above him cracking with the snapping-popping-roar of a gun of a much higher power than even what he had. The fucker in white that had shot at him dissolved into a mist of red viscera, body seizing and shuttering in the briefest moment it had before it was obliterated completely.

“Watch yourself.” He looked up - and up - and wondered at the lovely, fierce face he found staring down at him. “Even without shooting at them you’re Liminal enough to trip their sensors.”

She was tall enough to be an amazon, six inches in height on him at least. Body strong beneath the pitch black armor she work - as deep and dark as the depths of space, etched with starlight, a familiar crest upon her chest in the dizzying burst of a supernova - she held herself with confidence. Strands of hair the color of a warning sunrise escaped out from beneath the helm she wore, bright against her pale skin, warming the glass-sharp teal eyes that had pinned him in place.

The hand not holding the gun she’d just used to delete the asshole that had just tried to shoot him - a strange, impossible thing that made him taste lightning at the back of his throat to look at it - stretched out to help him up.

He accepted it.

Something pulsed to life in his chest. A piece forgotten where it’d been left behind, half buried in grave dirt and broken pieces of a casket he’d clawed his way out of. It burned like a hot coal in his chest, froze him with the same aching cold of a blizzard, crackled his nerves to life with lightning even as his brain popped and fried with the same sizzling energy.

On his feet, hair on end and body and Core pulsing with the need to fight, to rend and tear and scream for all done to him, his people, his home, he met the eyes of the woman before him. Her cool gaze softened, just a moment, just a second as she seemed to realize what had happened. Her hand, lighter than the armor she wore should allow it to be, tightened on his just a moment, mouth tilting from determined frown to soft understanding.

Gotham had always been a place for ghosts.

Jason had long accepted that he was one of them.

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Part Three

[trappedinacomputer]

Hey, have we thought that maybe Bad is acting as an angel again because his children are in heaven and he doesn't wanna lose them again?

Like he said: being back on earth and causing chaos feels like returning to his roots; he missed acting out and causing problems on purpose. He's here to spread the gospel of Fate and Death, and my what a great example he's been!

Killing people left and right, divine judgement and intervention just ooze right out of his blade or arrow! Hell; even kills that should've been physically impossible somehow happen by his hand! Almost like he can't help it anymore... almost like he's no longer completely holding the reigns.

After failing for so long to bring about divine judgement, all so he can protect those precious little children, the Gods can't really trust him to perform his Reaper duties anymore, so he's just become more of a vessel to get the point across.

Granted, it was truly a noble deed for him to turn his back on his Ho- choose to return to the mortal world to protect his children. A good enough act to get him through the pearly gates, but not enough to prove his worth... not good enough to prove he wouldn't try and play the Divines themselves again...

So how do they prove his loyalty?

A Test.

He goes back down for a set amount of time, chains himself to Euphrates, and does his job correctly this time; He is guaranteed a spot right back in Heaven next to his oh so precious family.

But: if he fails... if he proves himself unable to set out what the Gods sent him to do... well...

Maybe he falls once again... maybe the Divines grant him enough mercy to let him forget his family this time, maybe they don't...

All he knows is that this time...

He cannot fail.

[sulumuns-dootah]

What WHB characters would wear in the human world: Hades

⟡ Masterlist ⟡ 

A/N: I kinda also apologise for the drama I unknowingly triggered with my Paimon hcs. I know it's not my fault, but I still feel partially responsible T-T

Spends hours planning out his outfits the day before so they look effortless

Lots of luxury fabrics

He'd be rather caught dead than repeating an outfit, so he gives all his worn clothes to his nobles, who ofc more than excitedly take them

All in all just a fancy suits that draw attention

   ༺☆༻

Out of the suits, Foras gets the most subtle ones

He's happy with it, since he preffers to blend in with the crowd when he can't use his invisibility and reveal that he's a demon

That still kinda doesn't work, bc when ever has Levi dressed in something full on boring?

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Oh, this edgy boy takes all the dark and mysterious suits

Especially the black, like his soul...

With his height, he looks like a shadow, looming over everyone

Pretty sure few people would think he's the Grim reaper himself

Wears a lot of rings to at least contribute to his looks in some way

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Anything flowers calls Barbatos' name!

Barbatos is also the only one of the main three nobles to also buy his own clothes wince Levi doesn't really wear much flower stuff

And so ofc this sun-lover has to be part of the open shirt club

That way he can photosynthesise at least a bit on the go

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Honestly, I don't think this old man would ever be allowed to leave Hell, no matter the situation, but I guess here goes:

I feel like no matter how old he looks, he would dress like a little boy (just like in the game I guess)

A lot of schoolboy style outfits can look good on an adult man and not look creepy, so he doesn't have to stay on top of his aging down that much

[lovetei]

I have been obsessed with Cell Block Tango recently, I always love stuff with the brothers reacting to Mc performing soo...

Could you write headcanons or a drabble about the brothers (Mammon, Leviathan and Beelzebub especially) reacting to mc performing Cell Block Tango?? Thanks!!! ^^

I love cell block Tango 🙈

And I hope you don't mind but I made this like the first part of the Idol AU

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IDOL!MC: If you had been there, if you had seen it! I bet ya, you would have done the same!

Warnings: Suggestive themes, fake personality, foul language, back stage work, dark side of idol industry

Links: Masterlist

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You ended up taking the request on

You mean, it's hundreds of millions for just some short performance plus the birthday is private

Earning that would take months if you decided to keep your head high and refuse

And it benefits you so why not just accept right?

You'll earn hundreds of millions

And you'll increase your popularity among the socialites

"Who are the guests?" I asked as my make up artist add the final touches "The seven avatars, the prince of hell is together with his butler, the exchange students excluding the young angel, the heir of the greatest noble clan, mephistopheles, the reaper and some other nobles."

The make up artist smiled at you and signaled to leave after she's done with your make up "Damn this shit down to the dirtiest ring of hell." You cussed out as you slammed your hand to the table.

"Karasu." You called your assistants name "I can do this right?" You asked as you looked back at him with pure fear and hatred on your eyes that just makes his stomach feel butterflies "Of course..." He answered with such a love sick look.

You looked back at the mirror when suddenly hands appeared from your behind and crept itself up to your oh so precious face, pulling the corners of your lips upward to force a smile out.

"Smile now, dearest." You saw Karasu smiling through the mirror "The show is about to start." He reminded "Give them a good look of this now." He said as his hands fall from your lips to your neck and to your sides before squeezing your waist.

Inside the grand hall though, the greatest of the great are waiting for this so called monster that got almost everyone captivated.

The lower nobles are on the floor sitting on their assigned seats in a circular table.

And the higher ups are on the internal balconies.

A total of thirteen balconies sorrounding the whole hall with Levi sitting on the middle one.

And at the middle there sits a large circular platform where you will perform at and it's surrounded with some glass to prevent the audience from coming up the stage.

Lucifer is intrigued. His dear brother, Leviathan, have never asked for anything until now. He never even wanted to host a celebration for his birthday.

So when they had dinner and Levi decided to discuss this matter to everyone, they all dropped silent. The funds for this event is also extremely high as it only happens sometimes.

And he even requested a gift? "And what could you possibly want?" He asked with a smirk displayed on his face. He loved every moment on his life whenever one of his brothers show this much pride.

"Ah..." He mumbled knowingly after he made Asmodeus show him a picture of this idol Leviathan specifically asked for to perform on his birthday.

The first songs started off as innocent, not until the lights in the room turned red "Hmm?" Diavolo muttered as he noticed how the glass sorrounding the platform changed and got replaced by bars.

"How can I get them to perform for me, Lucifer?" Oh... So this idol is the currently the apple of everyone eyes?

"Slip some change and I can assure you this demon will be dancing on your lap by the end of the night." He even teased.

"And for the last performance..!" The deep voice of the host announced "The cell block Tango!" He added before red lights appeared and your silhouette is the only thing they can see.

"Is this an unreleased song..?" Levi asked himself as he eyed all of your curves before shifting uncomfortably on his seat.

You decided this, with the short span of time given to you to prepare you still managed to create a song that will be the dark horse of the night and that song is this.

Gladly, the performance ended nicely.

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LUCIFER

His face is not showing any signs of discontentment

Instead, it's showing interest

On you specifically

Who would have thought that Leviathan knew someone like you?

He can't help but smirk at the sight of your silhouette in the red light.

Who would have thought that a mere doll like you would catch his attention?

And maybe if you play nice, he might even give you what you want.

MAMMON

He swore to himself that you'll actually be the first demon to ever have him throwing money for you

The way you would look at him from down the stage and wink at him is enough signal

Maybe after the show he'll come and meet you backstage?

Ask for a small private performance if possible

LEVIATHAN

He knew that this was the right and wrong move at the same time

Introducing someone like you will surely peak their interest

But that interest will have you included in their business, in his business

So now, he just sit quietly in his seat as he heard the butler open the door and say "MC have come to you and asked for a private audience..."

He just smirked as he looked down at the people in the hall "Send them in." Is what he replied.

SATAN

The way you have kept eye contact with him as you did a part of the routine

The way he would follow your movements as he tilted his head signaled that you have had him interested in you

He may not have you now, but he'll make sure to have his hands in you

Maybe even more?

ASMODEUS

It sure is not his first time seeing you

Everything going on in the trending list is watched by Asmodeus

And you sure caught his eyes

A young demon being the first idol in Devildom?

What a surprise.

Maybe he'll invite you for a collab or an interview later on after this event

Then maybe you can visit his room once the job is finished?

BEELZEBUB

Who is this demon?

Your face is not that familiar...

So he looked around and saw everyone else captivated

Even Belphie

So when he looked back at you

He finally felt something strange

He should meet you back stage to ask you what you did to make him feel that way...

BELPHEGOR

He's chuckling

He's intrigued

All he can say is that you better make sure what you're getting yourself in

Because the moment he got his hands on you

Those chains and bars won't be props attached to you anymore.

[annelucia]

Moments in novel I want to read again:

60- "beast trying to make itself small"

63-Kiolle! Yuder pretending to not know him

66-Meet Enon

95- Kiolle! contract with Yuder

100- Devran and Gakane get to know about Yuder's hand

101-healing Yuder's hand(faints after)

119- Parade

122- Meet Revlin

128- Meet Lusan

134- Rescue from Apeto

152- Kiolle! helping Yuder with Apeto's second son murder

154- manifesting as Omega

162- Kishiar recalls how Yuder looked like during manifestation(fear)

172- Meet Ejain

175- "you are the only one who can command me"

179- Red Stone's energy transfering

182--Nathan is suspicious of Yuder, Alik becomes awakened

187- "make him mine"

194- Yuder and Kishiar outing

200- first kiss

208- Yuder smilling bc Revlin compliments Kishiar( Apeto trial)

211- Yuder&Nathan talks abot Kishiar

222- find 10 ways to clean ashes with your power

224- Kishiar visits Yuder's room, Yuder's uses Red Stone

230- Yuder vs Kiolle (1st after oath)

238- meeting Ejain 2nd time, saves him

247- Ejain and Yuder have a talk about power

251- Yuder's smile melts heart of mage Lorna

258- Yuder's weakness

261- Yuder convinces Micalin to cooperate

264-Ejain's "be my friend", Yuder's left behind

267- Kishiar and Ejain talk about Yuder

276- Ejain awakening

283- Penpen vs Yuder

285- aftermath of fight

299- Connection's first appearance

296- Kishiar feeding Yuder

300- Yuder initiating kiss

301- Yuder's tells everyone of his weakness

307- Yuder's and Kishiar night stroll forest date

310- Yuder's healing from venom

317- Kishiat meet Nahan

321- Yuder's no. 1

326- Smut but not all the way

335- Enon isn't human

342- Elle!

350- Yuder intimidates commander in prison

362- Yuder's going to prison

374- Kishiar kisses back of Yuder's hand

375- Shuden, Hellem

384- "did you chew on reaper's grass" swollen lips

385- Kiolle(just existing)

396- Nathan being worried about Yuder

397- Yuder's taking Enon's experimantal pill to fight southeners

401- Kishiar's death flashback

417- Nathan vs Nahan

419- Kishiar trolling nobles

422- Yuder jumping into Kishiar's embrace

430- 1st Duke Tain's laboratory

434- Enon- hyung !

438- Kanna&Yuder talk about Yuder's fear

443- Enon tells Kishiar about himself

445- "Yudrain" and connection talk

453- Kanna knows!

458- Yuder's confession, Kishiar blushing

460- Smut

467- Kishiar's emperor sword mark

470- Yuder, Kishiar& Emperor meal

480- Kiolle(meeting in tailor shop)

486- learning to dance

494- Gakane worring about Yuder's dance

495- Yuder heals Hosanna

499- Dance

501- Wine gift

507- Yuder&Gakane dance/ Gakane's past

513- Drunk Yuder

517- Kanna talks with Yuder about why she's avoiding him

521- Yuder, Kishiar & Empress meal

534- Examining Emperor

539- Yuder&Kishiar use connection forcefully

550- Emperor's healing

560- Jealous Kishiar

563- Kishiar dreams of Yuder's death

566- Yuder knows that Kanna knows!

567- Yuder&Nathan talks about Kishiar

569- Yuder tells Kishiar truth

574- Kishiar cries after Yuder tells him truth

579- " only one who can command me"/ Imperial family dinner

586- Kiolle!( talks with Yuder)

590- Kishiar interogates Hosanna

592- Emperor visits Cavalry

600- East& West 2nd Cabvalry recruitment

601- Yuder&Nathan talks about Kishiar

604- Gloe

606- Yuder tells Kishiar that he killed him

609- Prisoner's second gender manifestation accident

613- Yuder's heat(past and present life)

622- Commander inauguration

630- Marin

640- First Duke Tain's monster research

647- Southern's Cavalry base

655- Undercover mission(Akit, Yudrain)

662-Elpkins

663- Reneve

709- Yuder and Nathan on mission together

713- Yuder pissed off bc southener crushed his candies

718- Nathan about Kishiar and Yuder's relationship

728- First cracks in the south

[pentrologram]

advent calendar - day twenty-one

Your soulmate loves you.

reaper!simon/dead!reader

a/n; i adore this man. part one here!!

You're damp soil and cool rain to him.

He adores you. He's loved you since you brought colour into his dull world since you've come along. He doesn't know how much time has passed, but he does know that having you as a companion in his previously bleak existence has to be the best thing to ever happen during the time of mortals.

While you don't accompany him when he works, he has built a modest little home for the both of you. It's someplace where he can sit down and calm his racing mind, someplace for him to curl his weary bones around you whenever he felt exhausted or figured you could use some company.

As for the souls he guides, he had built them a cabin for them to wait in while he was attending to you. He had finally found something more important than work and finally had the opportunity to realign his work/life balance after a millennia of having no priorities at all.

All of that to say you're a breath of fresh air; damp soil and cool rain. He adores you and he'd do anything for you and he thinks you would, too.

He watches from the doorway, silently, as you sit quietly and read. He hadn't known what books were before he met you, but you'd brought up all kinds of entertainment you had in the living world.

Books had been easy to find. Just by stepping out of the veil, onto Earth, he'd come across a vendor that sold him books of all kinds. The shopkeep had taken one look at his face and shook in fear, so he dropped two golden coins onto the counter before leaving.

When he had given you the books- cheap, dime-a-dozen erotica books- you had giggled.

"Where did you get these, Si? A gas station?" He merely blinked at you in response.

"Are they not good?"

"Well. I'll still read them. It'd be nice if you could find Barnes and Noble next time, or something."

(When you're asleep later that day he sneaks back out past the veil to find the Barnes and the Nobles that you told him about. He leaves with an armful of books with pretty covers and a specific title that interests him- Little Women. You have a range of titles, since he's not sure what you liked.)

Now, you look up, since you had been nose-deep in one of the books he brought to you.

"Oh, Si. Hi." Your arms open for a hug and he willingly steps into them.

"Hello. Is the book good?"

"Yes, thank you. I was only joking, you know. You didn't have to." Your voice is soft with affection and it makes him want to kiss you.

"Of course I have to. Surely limbo isn't where you thought you'd be spending the rest of your time. I want to make it worthwhile.

"Si, anywhere with you would be worthwhile."

"You shouldn't say things like that. I could take you to the ends of the universe," he deadpans, making you laugh and then sigh, threading your fingers through his hair, a shockingly blonde colour you can't imagine getting bored of.

"Mhm. Love you."

"I love you, too."

[atticsandwich]

here again for meohisto brainworms HES TAKING MC AS HIS DATE TO A DEMON NOBLES PARTY IMFDHEYRBEHDUWHDHWHD (fun fact. i have a fic with that exact oremise in my drafts. i fear i may have to finish it bc of this one)

(taken from the devilgram - surprise gift)

basically: he needed to bring a gift for the party in his family's name and was at a loss on what to bring so asked for mc's help (that scene was so cute too he literally goes "mmm..mmmhh... please i need ur help" LMFAO LOSER... I LOVE U.) so we ask thirteen's help for a purgatory lamp (that can only be made from an ore found at the reaper's cave). what i like about the exchange after is he instantly corrects his attitude when thanking mc... which means my boy is growing 🥹... while also keeping his ego. note the dance lessons quip LMFAO.

and. and. we get this scene too...

he opens up a bit about family pressure and has started to rely on others... and to treasure who. TREASURE WHO... OF COURSE YOU CUT OFF..... cough cough mc.... jesus christ JUST LET ME DATE THE GUY ALREADYYYYY