#personal shenaningans

[torra-and-the-toons]

I want to start off by saying thank you to all y'all who left nice messages and checked in on me lately, it means a lot that so many people care, and even if I didn't respond directly to you, I saw you and I appreciate you.

I've been in a rough spot mentally for a long time now, even before that kerfuffle, but it was this one little thing that just sent me spiraling downward. I over-reacted, when I really should have just ignored it and moved on, but with so much going on in my life, I just snapped.

I don't want to leave entirely, though. I still love to draw and share what I've done with people, it's been one of the few things the past few years that's brought me joy. And I definitely don't want to give up on the massive projects that I've worked so hard on.

I won't be as interactive. I've erased all pending requests and from now on, I'm sticking strictly to what I want to draw. Sorry to those whose requests I didn't get to. I've turned anon off and the likelihood of me answering headcanon-related questions is low.

All I ask is that if you see something you disagree with in my art or in something I say, please just ignore it. It's better for both of us if you do. Unfollow me, Block me, do whatever you need to create a safe space for yourself, I won't hold that against you. I'm really not out here with the intent to hurt anyone.

[qcomicsy]

If the batkids had a podcast. Part. Xl

Redhood: I got called "daddy" once too.

Nightwing: You got called "daddy" once?

Redhood: I got called "daddy" once. But was Like- (pause) Okay I was minding my business.

laughs on the back

Nightwing: Uh-huh.

Redhood: I go to this store. To buy a getorade

Red Robin: Why didn't you took the Helmet?

Redhood: wHy dIdn't yOu tOoK thE hElMeT. It was a busy day okay?

Red Robin: Wow sorry- (giggling)

Redhood: Shut up.

Redhood: So I go to the store. And I forget that I was with the helmet– And a gun. (laugh on the back). And there's Like- Radio silence. And just look around, to every fucking terrified civilian and raise my arms, right? And go– "This... Is Not a robbery"

Nightwing (slams the table, laughing):"I'm just here to buy getorade"

Redhood: "I'm. just. here. to buy getorade". And I would you think that would work, yeah?

Spoiler: Yeah.

Red Robin: No.

Redhood: Fucking not. They immediately get out, like almost all of them. Running. And I'm like- Okay. That happens. But there's this lady– She's with the back turned from me. Probably with headphones- And This guy before running just nudges her on the arm. Right?

Redhood: And he goes "fucking Redhood is here". And she turns around. Look at my helmet dead in the eye. FUCKING CHECKS ME OUT.

Nightwing (Slamming his hand on the table): There's no fucking way–

Redhood: And go "Oh wow hey daddy".

Red Robin: "Hey DAdDY" (cackles).

Redhood: And I just- Getorade in hand.

Spoiler: Just wanting to buy some groceries.

Redhood: Just wanting to buy some groceries. I just look at her– And go "you have a lot o problems".

Signal: You think?

Nightwing: *Ugly laugh*

Redhood: And she just sights. And go "I know."

Red Robin: At leas she-

Spoiler: At leas she was self aware!

Redhood: Yeah.

Spoiler: Did you bought the getorade?

Redhood: I bought the getorade. At least.

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[jellyfitzjelly]

watching the adar girlies go insane in my corner is so fucking entertaining and heartwarming

[hollowingearth]

I'm sorry but the more I think about the Rebirth ending the more I love it actually like. The whole trilogy has been a meta commentary of sorts and, specially, Aerith's death is at the epicenter of it. She both dies and doesn't die exactly because us, as an audience, want both things to happen.

People have been clamoring to be able to save Aerith since 1997, there were fake hidden hacks, AU fictions, retellings, everything. Everyone has been at Squeenix's doorsteps begging them to let us save her. Like, it's at a point where the "Square will let us save Aerith if you pay for the DLC" joke is much more than a decade old.

On the other side, there's this very expressive unwant for any change whatsoever from the source material. It's not a feeling that is exclusive to FF7 either, there's this very clear pushback against any new remake/adaptation that deviates, even slightly, from it's original. People don't want new content, they want the old one they experienced when they were younger, but prettier, they want to both feel the nostalgia and experience everything as if for the first time again.

From that camp, I think the most prominent argument is that FF7 is about loss, right? And they're not wrong. Aerith's death is the crux of the story, it's the very thing that made FF7 as known as it is, there would be no actual weight to what it's trying to tell if the heroine doesn't die in the middle of it, an unexpected, hurtful, avoidable death. What's the point of a narrative about grief if you can just... avoid losing someone? Avoid having it be cruelly taken from you?

And yet, you see, if want someone to die, if you want something to be taken from you, are you really losing it? In the original, part of the impact was that no one could see it coming, it was a straight representation about how death is sudden and takes away opportunity from you. Aerith doesn't go into the sleeping forest willing to make a sacrifice for the greater good, she has barely started her adventure, she makes a promise to go on the highwind, the group is one location away from finding out more about her ancestry and her family.

That's not true for the remake, tho. Everyone knows about her fate, about what is going to happen to her. That's probably the most spoiled moment in video game history. I personally knew about her death before I truly understood what Final Fantasy even was. So now we have an audience that is extremely aware of what, when and how her death is going to happen. That's why the Confluence of Worlds is put at that moment, because it's the single most expected moment in the entire triology, it's the one moment that made the narrative resonate so well.

The impact is impossible to recreate now, even for newer fans of the series. People want a 1:1 retranslation but such a thing would always be a gimmicky shadow of it's original. It's why the focus shifts, now the most emotionally impactful scene is not the killing of her but of her goodbye, in the church after the dream date. "Thank you," Aerith echoes "It's been fun", a callback to her conclusion on Remake where she says "I'm grateful for all the words we shared. All the moments and the memories. You've made me more happy than you know."

So she dies and she doesn't, both at the same time. Effectively in limbo now, narratively explained by lifestream shenaningans. We put her there ourselves, by refusing to move on, refusing to accept her death but also refusing to change, allowing a different outcome. I don't think that's necessarily a bad thing, at least, Aerith's words sound like the very sincere feelings of the developers, who are grateful for all the love we all have powered into their work all these years.

I just love it so much, I could spend hours talking about it.

[marihem]

Helloo i just wanna confess that im so in love with your frans dynamic 😭😭💙💙💙💙💙 their interaction, their platonic relationship.. aahh somehow whenever i see them i can feel their vibes as a someone who loves platonic partner so bad, the calm vibes and their own shenaningans- which i couldnt stop laughing

Like, romance but most dominated with platonic?? Homies but at the same time love each other but still friend agdhd like that idk how to describe their relation but damn i just love them

How you draw sans and frisk are my most favorite especially your frans dynamic, hope you have a nice day and keep making what you love about them!! 💙

AAAA THANK YOUUU 😭 I'M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW 🥺💙

I've been reading what you wrote over and over and I'm just so glad to hear these from you! Indeed, those are the vibes I'm aiming for these two. Like other people around them, they couldn't really make out of what their relationship status is based on the binary "platonic" and "romantic" relationship. But you just know that they love and appreciate each other and always stick together and that's for sure 😌

I say they're "queerplatonic" because that's the most accurate "label" we can match to their relationship but if you actually asked them what they are, hehe you know what they'll say XD (omg I just love things that exist outside of the established standards made by Society TM)

I should tell y'all the story of how I slowly developed these two's relationship cuz it is also something that's connected to me personally haha ;D

EEEE again, I'm so so happy that you like my interpretation of Frisk and Sans!^^ What being obsessed with these characters for years does to a mf:

Please I'm more than happy to share my own take on these two as an individual and how they got to the being the people I've been drawing now as you can tell that these versions of Frisk and Sans are canon compliant and takes place years after the events of the game úဗù my ask box is always open 👀

Thank you so so much! Your words made my day and night and I'll still come to re-read this again and again! Please accept these humble lil doodles and I also wish you a wonderful day/night 💙💙

[a-court-of-moonlight-and-ire]

Made it to chapter 16 today which means Feyre and I have both had our first impressions of Rhysand's Inner Circle and ohhhhhhh boy

Its hard to pinpoint why exactly, but theres something so discomforting about watching them interact. I think the main thing is that for all their "casual-ness", theres still clearly a rigid hierarchy between them and they all seem to 'know their place' so to speak, its not at all like Lucien and Tamlin's relationship in the first book which genuinely felt like a friendship that was unburdened by their status or positions. Like, theres this one moment where Mor and Amren are like kinda bickering with each other i guess, and Feyre remarks that Mor is probably super powerful if she dares talk back against Amren (in an incredibly minor matter Im pretty sure but I already forgor ngl) and because this is the book where Feyre's perspective starts being Objectively Correct all the time, I guess that's true, I guess the only reason someone would dare voice their opinion on something to this friend group is if they were physically more powerful because otherwise you just level a fucking mountain during an argument

Anyway, Im gonna switch topics for a short moment but I promise this diversion is relavant to the point above. So, sometimes when I go into the anti-tags on here looking for criticisms or complaints of the books, I instead find anti-ship posts that are mainly just about trash-talking some ship, mostly ones relating to that whole Elucien/Elriel/Gwynriel shipwar, which I already have thoughts on but I'll save those for later. In any case, one day I stumbled upon this pretty long anti-elriel post about how the gifts Elain gives Azriel on winter solstice arent actually cute and it describes how she gave him like, herbs that help with headaches "because his friends are always giving him headaches" apparently. And then that post went on a whole rant about how insensitive that was of her and that she doesnt actually understand Azriel's dynamic with his close friends, but honestly, judging from this chapter Elain was absolutely spot on

And I usually wouldn't say this because yknow, its only one chapter and we're probably gonna get the nuances of their relationship later, but this is a book written by Sarah J Maas, her characters and their relationships are rarely particularly deep and, more importantly, her writing is incredibly unsubtle. If Azriel was in any way fond of his friends shenaningans I wouldve noticed it, because Feyre wouldve noticed it like 15 times during that whole dinner. But she didnt.

Its especially bad for Cassian and Azriel because it feels like Cassian thinks they have this great rapport but Azriel just genuinely kinda dislikes him. Not to mention that whole fucking mess with Azriel and Mor and Cassian and Mor having sex so she wouldnt get married off or whatever, good god how is every conversation between them not insanely awkward

Even beyond that, idk man, theyre all just so insufferable. I dont understand how Amren, ancient eldritch being trapped in a fae body that she is, can stand to be around them, I wouldve left them 5 centuries ago if I was her. I guess the explanation is that she finds the government position interesting but its like, youre SECOND to the most boring and annoying man on the planet only kinda ruling over a court that you dont even actually care about from everything Ive heard. Again, if I was in Amren's position I would not be hanging out in an APARTMENT in a boring ass city at the behest of a quartett of stupid bozos, I wouldve weaseled my way into being the personal advisor of Beron or some shit so I could watch the Vanserra Family Drama unfold live

There was one good thing about this discomforting dinner though, and that was how inexplicably gay Cassian was for Rhysand. He was really out there, looking at him with such love, calling him pretty twice in like two minutes being all "I knew I wanted a piece of him the moment I first saw him, the high lord's pretty son" like okay. I know what you are

[dumbass-duo-showdown]

DUMBASS DUO SHOWDOWN ROUND 1 BATTLE 4

burton guster & shawn spencer (PSYCH) vs Rosencrantz & Guildenstern (Hamlet + Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are dead)

PROPAGANDA UNDER THE CUT

Gus & Shawn

They’ve been friends canonically since at least 3 years old and at the start of the show they’re I wanna say 30 maybe? And yet these two grown men are THE most chaotic idiots (affectionate) in the whole show (and let’s be real anywhere). The entire show in fact hinges on the idea that they’re dumbasses and WILL get into carat shenanigans. Episode examples include the one where they are investigating an alien abduction, the one where they’re looking for big foot, the vampire one, all of these by the way they hundred percent believe to be true until they themselves unwillingly prove otherwise. And maybe the most dumbass moment of all time, when Gus finds his boss dead and instead of calling the cops he gets his dna ALL OVER THE CRIME SCENE, calls Shane to help clean up and Shawn gets HIS DNA ALL OVER THE CRIME SCENE AS WELL!!!! Truly cannot think of a worse reaction to finding a dead body. They’ve been sucking that single brain cell that exists between them dry for over 3 decades now and they show no signs of stopping.

they are such idiots (affectionate) and they can't live without each other

they are. so stupid. both of them can be smart in their own ways but when you put them together the dumb best friends energy is unmatched. they are platonic soulmates pretending that shawn has psychic powers and solve crimes by dicking around and somehow always coming out alive. they accidentally befriend the criminals they’re supposed to be investigating constantly. they’re always one step away from being fired or arrested bc of their dumbassery

the entire show is literally shawn pretending to be a psychic (← dumbass behavior) and gus aiding and abetting him and actively a dumbass as well

If you have seen even a single episode of this show, you know these two fools are the best duo ever. Constantly bantering theough 80s movie references and animal like noises, most often above a dead body, these two bring unique different dummy energy that both brings each other up and builds up their own skills along the way. I will love these two men until the day I die and they deserve an honest chance to be the best dumbass duo of all time!

Rosencrantz & Guildenstern

They have no clue what’s going on and keep trying to figure it out but they keep missing the clues. Rosencrantz keeps echoing Guildenstern (He’s only good in support). They completely miss that they are characters in a tragedy and doomed by the narrative

The OG dumbass duo. Like....these two share one braincel and usually Guildenstern holds it but that makes them none the cleverer.

they literally had a second play written by another person that expanded upon their dumbassery

so like first of all they are one unit. second of all they have silly recorder-related shenaningans. third of all they're doomed by the narrative but they're silly enough to make being doomed by the narrative fun and entertaining

[miss-moradas-art]

skz fanfic idea that's free to use

based off this tiktok here and ‘YAYAYA’ by SKZ

minho gets dragged to a 3racha (who are rockstars here) concert by felix, seugnmin, and hyunjin

minho isn't a fan but goes bc they want him to get laid by someone there and their near the front so might as well

during the concert, han does a solo (his solo from the current tour) and he locks eyes with minho and minho feels his heart skip a beat

minho blushes

the 00' lines tickets also included a meet and greet with the band and minho gets to meet han personally. they hit it off well.

really well because minho is sighing an nda, given to him by jeongin, and spending the night with han in his hotel room

sexiness and developing relationship shenaningans ensue

bonus: during the meet and greet, i think it would be funny to imply begining chanlix, changjin, and seungin

han would be wearing this fit in the fic :3

[insideliascrazyhead]

Sannoh Rengokai´s instagram shenaningans remix Sleepy Lion is actually a baby snake?!

Sooo I will keep the explenation short.I got a request to do some social media au for my fic.So here it is!Enjoy<3

Ice:Yo slutz!Take a fucking guess what I found?!

Sara:That party was legendary

Jesse:Hey,my husband!I gotta clutch my pearls at that shock....

Ice:Nah,bro.He loves me more.

Jesse:Whatever go fuck yourself as the only one Cobra fucks is me.

Dan:I still nearly vomit at the thought of that nasty ass hangover.

Yamaro:You´re weak.

Cobra:That was hilarious.

Dan:Yeah,you laugh Cobra!At least I learned a lesson that night! Cobra:Entertain me? Naomi:Us all please I need a god laugh...

Dan:That I´m a emotional people pleaser.More exactly a woman pleaser.

Cobra:No Dan.I´m a woman pleaser,you´re a lonely guy that was full of vomit.

Tetsu:You got Jesse though?

Jesse:Open relationship.At least when it comes to the sexual stuff

Yasushi:Hey Tsukasa guess what? Tsukasa:Yasushi I swear take your nasty paws away from my father or I will kill you dead!

Hyuga:So you and Cobra whore around

Rocky:No slut shaming only slut encouraging,but yeah

Jesse:Tsukasa log out.

Jesse:When I would do all the hella kinky shit Cobra´s into I would be dead...

Yasushi;Oh how I love this shit.Tsukasa I swear I´m gonna be your step dad soon.

Fujio:You got Kiyoshi.

Kiyoshi:So,Yasushi and your dad´s could easily use a fortht!

Sara:Heart eyes motherfuckers.

Cobra:Where on earth do you get those?

Sara:I´m a hoarder for media evidence.

Tsukasa:Why do they look like they went to a fucking LMFAO concert?

Yamasto:Drugs.

Cobra:Yamato!

Jesse:Stop it you fucking prick. Yamato:I´m sorry I mean PartySmarties,DiscoMints etc....

Rocky:Where did yall put Tsukasa then? Jesse:Granny´s house for the weekend.He get´s spoiled.We get fucked up on a rave.

Murayama:Cobra-chan and techno? Tetsu:Fuck yeah when he´s wasted enough he can listen to everything.

Naomi:I saw him poledance to Taylor Swift

Yamato:Hah.Weak.I saw him twerk to orchestra!

Rocky:I will pay you whatever you want for that video

Hyuga:Whatever Discoboy is bidding I double it!

Jesse:„Take that fucking thing outta my face or I will choke you till you´re dead!“

Tetsu:Cobra.Not in the mood.

Cobra:Fucking stalker

Jesse:Yeah,you´re fucking your stalker

Yasushi:Then whack your weasle from now on,I will marry Cobra.

Cobra:Not even in my worst nightmare.But the crazy kid is right,you´re whacking your weasle from now on.

Tsukasa:Yasushi,go and touch some fucking grass

Noboru:Cobra doesn´t have a crazy people fetish.

Yamato:No.He´s the crazy one in this relationship.

Chiharu:No.Really???

Yamato:Once when someone tried to rob the gas station Cobra dowsed both of them in gasoline.Took out a cigarette and told that guy he should run,if he doesn´t want Cobra to blow the entire gas station up.

Hyuga:That´s hilarious.

Fujio:Something Yasushi would do.

Shidaken:No way!That´s insanely suicidal.

Yasushi:Nah,I´m not suicidal.The world would be a better place without me and that´s exactly why I have to keep on living.

Fujio:Weirdly motivational

Jesse:Sleeping beauty.

Murayama:Now that´s what I come here for!

Hyuga:That´s borderline pornographic

Jesse:What?I didn´t even upload our sex tape! Yamato…. Ice:Exmotherfuckingscuseme?!

Sara:He´s showing chesticals for locals in heat.

Yasushi:This man so hot I´m pissing steam bitch

Cobra:Im not sleeping im dead leave flowers then go fuck yourself

Jesse:a dead person wouldn´t kick me outta the bed four fucking times with the way u move in ur sleep

Cobra:at least i don´t snore as loud as a chainsaw

Jesse:I don´t.You´re mean!Meanie Mouse!

Tsukasa:My bed vibrates fromn ur snoring old man

Jesse:grounded

Fujiio:You do though.I once thought it´s an earthquake

Jesse:Fujio you´re grounded too.

Fujio:You can do that?He can´t.Right?Cobra-san!

Murayama:Skipped to Itokan to visit Cobra-chan and look who I found!Sleepy-Lion/Baby snake! Leopard fur and cupcakes!That´s such a adorable remix of Cobra-chan and * ewww * Jesse

Fujio:Gotta go and buy a wedding ring!

Jesse:*clutching my pearls and dramatically wiping away a tear* Yasushi:Why he so relaxed tho?!Sannoh Stoner Squad?

Tsukasa:No.I´m just relaxed when you´re not around to force my will to live to jump from Oya´s roof.

Murayama:No Sleepy Lion No Rude Boying down the roof!

Kiyoshi:What´re you gonna do bout it old man? Shibaman:Lean over the railing and scream Tsukasa come back!

Rocky:I get that Cobra wants his genetics out there,looking like he does.But why Jesse?! Hyuga:How you know the kid won´t turn out ugly like Jesse tho?Made with love and not a quick nut?!Jesse probably takes two minutes in bed and I´m being generous here.

Kizzy:Rocky´s right tho.Cobra?Sexy.Jesse?Not so much.Cobra?Beautiful!Jesse low key ugly.

Ice:it´s crazy that Jesse didn´t scare baby Tsukasa to death with his ugly mug

Yamato:Okay can we move on now.I got it.Jesse looks so ugly that he should hide his face till halloween so he gonna scare the kids better.

Jesse:Low blow bro! Sara:The only one that´s blowing´s Cobra.

Noboru:most kids should be swallowed and not concived anyways.Not Tsukasa tho,he´s an angel and we´re thrilled to have him.

Naomi:Cobra´s treat now that he goes to therapy!Text wouldn´t fit on a cupcake. Cobra:Gonna take em anti sad bitch skittles like candy now.

Ice:Swollowing pills like candy will keep your grippy sock vaccation away!

Hyuga:Or cause him to loose the last marble and send him straight to the nut house! Chiharu:We´re gonna miss you Cobra-san.

Tetsu:Don´t forget us in there with your new friends.

Dan:What friends his hand he´s gonna start talking to? Cobra:Relax you drama queens.I ain´t gonna go to the nut house before I killed all three of you too avoid going to jail:)

Yamato:Hey,at least Noboru studied law for like two minutes!He can recommand a lawyer!

Yasushi:You know what they say about crazy guys,they´re the best in bed!

Hyuga:Yeah wait and see Cobra in the padded cell making boats outta popsicle sticks

Rocky:Miss thing....Too much.Hyuga,too much.

Cobra:It´s crazy i don´t snort glue around yall crazy bastards.

Yamato:You´re grumpy today.What´s the matter? Sara:Easy.Didn´t get laid in a while.

Yasushi:I´m available.

Murayama:I´m not gonna say I´m judging.All I say is I understand.

Tsukasa:I am judging tho.Heavily.Fuck you Yasushi.

Cobra:Had a beautiful trip to Oya today!Guess what I found!Murayama!Wanna explain what fun game yall where playing? Dan:of course first time Cobra posts anything it´s to cause drama

Tetsu:Or a gang war!

Murayama:Cobra-chan nooooo

Murayama:also to my defence i never heard of part time stakes...

Todoroki:Cobra never said the name of the game.

Fujio:Woah!What´s that?And why am I not on it? Nakaoka:Better question.Why do yall bid on the Yasu-kiyo jerks? Furuya:Cause they´re crazy enough to fight a crackhead and stab him with his own spoon

Yasushi:When Kiyoshi the bitch that he is got stabbed by a chick

Kiyoshi:Most beautiful day of my life.

Hyuga:That Yasushi kid is my kinda bitch.A bone to pick and not a fucking care in the world.?Oh yeah.Oya!That kids Daruma now.

Tsukasa:That was when all the factions fought er who will take over the full timers Fujio.

Shibaman:Also why does every photo taken look good as fuck.Even Yasushi.And that almost had me gagging.Exept Kiyoshi...

Yasushi:You can stop gagging when you don´t deep throat Todoroki´s dick! Tsuji:Kiyoshi kinda looks like he´s yerking his chicken.

Fujio:Murachi!Long story short the others will kill you...

Todoroki:Guys we´re not that ghetto.We´re not gonna kill anyone. Yasushi:Speak for yourself,sugar tits.The night´s still young and I´m craving violence.

Cobra:Man you gotta be the wet dream of every psychiatrist who enjoys a challenge huh?

Tsukasa:That treassure is hanging in Yamato´s garage.Thought I share this beauty with the world.

Fujio:I love this!Noboru looks ready to tap out as soon as Yamato looses conciousness.

Yamato:I was only attacked by this feral squirrel you call a father when I was seated.Other wise that garden gnome would´ve needed a ladder to even have eye contact with me.

Cobra:Seated because you we´re eating.If you continue Naomi´s gotta feed you with a pitchfork.

Yamato:At least I eat like a normal human being!Not only cupcakes and tequila.

Jesse:I saw him once eat fruitloops,with marshmallows,candy and beer cause we we´re outta milk

Noboru:That´s nasty man

Kiyoshi:Hey!Yasushi does that with energy drinks! Yasushi:I also use energy drinks instead of water for coffee.Your point. Todoroki:That explains everything

Rocky:I love how Cobra and Jesse are in a relationship for years and have a kid together when this photo exists and is a year old

Jesse:Foreplay.

Cobra:Jesse!

Jesse:Oh yeah,my mistake.Foreplay would be a lot rougher.

Cobra:At least I didn´t loose my shoe mid fight like fucking cinderella.

Jesse:All I hear is that I´m a princess and I agree.

Ice:*wiping tears*remember in your early relationship?When you destroyed Jesses bed,couch and kitched table to the point of no repair?Good times.

Sara:They had a good time.I fucking wish I would be deaf.

Yamato:At least you´re not living two houses down.I heard that once.

Dan:Why does Cobra get so much action anyways and then there´s me.

Tetsu:Overworked and underfucked.Got it.

Naomi:Oh calm down you big baby.

Tetsu:Partying hard just like his fathers! Jesse:*le gasp* Zebra!Traitor.

Cobra:You dramatic little bitch.Stop crying.

Ice:Grown up so quickly.

Rocky:Oh yeah where where you when your son got wasted`? Cobra:Nowhere with no one doing nothing with nobody.

Noboru:It wasn´t even in Club Heaven...

Yamato:That´s it!Innocent!Lawyers decision! Naomi:He´s not a lawyer dumbass. Chiharu:Half a lawyer then!Congratulations he´s half innocent! Tsukasa:Relax,fun police.I was only slightly tipsy. Fujio:You tried to go to Jamuo in the middle of the night with a highlighter,cause he´s important.

Jamuo:At least you´re not Yasushi.I sleep with a knife under my pillow and a emergency sedative in a syringe near by bed strong enough to knock out a horse! Yasushi:Wow.Lovely.Fuck you you little woodland creature.

[extralively]

Satoru does not know the definition of personal space, not even when brushing teeth (yes, he's gotten toothpaste on Yura's hair)

(also this is a Gojo/OC art based on this series of mine if you're new here!)

I had actually finished this drawing before the previous sketch I posted but I was just very unsure about it tbh. Of all the things I could have drawn (and colored!) lmao. But I swear I was trying out poses and (especially) different facial expressions! Look at how tired Yura is, she does not have the energy to deal with Gojo Satoru shenaningans this early in the morning. Meanwhile, Satoru's brain is still waking up (he got pulled out of bed by Yura because he has classes to teach), and he's still in that sleepy, 'being pressed against Yura = nice' state before he fully wakes up.

Don't mind the wonkiness of the drawing pls it was a struggle

(Also his hair here was lowkey inspired by that one official art hehe)

[torra-and-the-toons]

I thought my job had forgotten about me after my first interview. They said they would get back to me within the week and just... never did. So I assumed I didn't get it and carried on.

Today, the head of the department informed me that I'm getting a second interview next week!!

There's still hope!!

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Hey, can we talk about how Weiss is the luckiest Member of RWBYJNPR?

Just real Quick?

Like no one should compare traumas, it's not a competition. But. like.

Weiss has suffered the least of them all? But was somehow also the worst of them in the beginning?

Because She had

Abusive father

absent, alcoholic mother

threat of being attacked because of her name

Has a scar over one eye, doesn't show signs of impairment

And then she got better as a person and personally suffered

Forced 'home' by evil father

getting kidnapped

getting stabbed with a spear

...

Home literally falls into the water

Watched her team fall into the void.

Ever After shenaningans?

That's it.

That's all her own personal suffering, and for a lot of that she had friends and family, like Klein or Winter, or RWBY! She even left WHitley alone when she was young, clinging to winter!

Compared to;

Ruby

Mom presumed dead

Dad was depressed

uncle was alcoholic

Raised mostly by sister

entered into a combat school early (This one IS negative for her)

Jumped into and active cannon

hunted for her eyes

watched a friend die in front of her. Like. Four times, even if one was a mouse and the other was an illusion

Watched Yang Take a hit and Fall into the coid, assumed she was dead.

a friend that came back to life died to another friend

feels the weight of the world is on her shoulders

LITERALLY ATTEMPTED SUICIDE

Yang

abandoned by mother

step mom presumed dead

father was horribly depressed

uncle was an alcolholic

had to raise sister

lost arm

abandoned by partner and sister.

Had to kill to survive

Self sacrificial tendencies.

Watched Sister she had raised attempt to Commit suicide

so yeah she's got abandonment issues

Blake

Is a minority, suffers from peoples racism.

Abusive, genocidal ex-boyfriend

Said Ex attempted to murder her and Yang, forcing them to kill him instead.

More Racism

Watched the woman she loved sacrifice herself.

AND JNPR

Jaune

His parents actively kept him from pursuing his dream

Criminally negligent, literally didn't know the basics of Hunting

Given Terrible romantic advice by dad

bullied, blackmailed, beat down on.

constantly belittled and denied by his crush (I don't blame weiss for saying no, but it still hurt him)

First person to believe in him Kissed him, Didn't believe in him, ran off to her death.

Suffered severe imposter syndrome and survivors guilt, along with depression and suicidal thoughts

never felt good enough

Nearly got Weiss killed because of Cinder

Took anger out on oscar, Regretted it

Nearly got his team killed because they agreed with his plan to steal an airship

Neo beat up his team! Stole the Relic of Knowledge!

Watched so many of his Friends fall into the Void

had to assist in a Friend's suicide

Family Sword (And therefore legacy) Broke

LEFT BEHIND BY WINTER, WHO COULD HAVE VERY EASILY SAVED HIM.

Lost in a Goddamn fairytale world for a decade or two, alone. on a beach. ALONE.

Drank poison because that's what the story said to do. Couldn't even fucking die right.

The Paper pleasers. Just everything with the paper pleasers

His friends, once reunited with him, thought he had gone insane (He kinda had lost it, but really who wouldn't have?) and They didn't believe him. That hurt.

Pyrrha and Penny Illusion by NeoCat

Damn Jaune really is the Spider-man of RWBY, isn't he. His story is fucking sorrowful.

Pyrrha

Put on a pedestal above her Peers, very lonely

Object of affection focused on someone else

Given a nonchoice to protect people.

Fucking Died. Has remained dead. haunts the narrative.

Ren

parents died

lived on the road most of his life

His power is literally emotional repression

only had Nora

Lost his new family in the Void.

Nora

presumably never had a dad

abandoned by Mother

Lived on the road

only had Ren

That Shock-Force-Field thing in Atlas, left with permanent scarring.

Family Fell into the Void.

So, like. Can Weiss spread the wealth a little bit? In terms of luck?

The rest of them could probably really use it.

OF COURSE

None of this is to say Weiss Hasn't Suffered, she really has suffered in her own ways.

But like.

Not as much as any one other individual in her group.

[youroriginalsublimecupcakestuff]

They're some unspoken rules if you want to survive in no longer human corporation either as a client or a worker.

Try to ignore dazai osamu if he flirt with you or try to convince you to do a double suicide with him, all complaint are to be sent to the Dazai Osamu damage control department.

All ex of dazai should not be given access to the buildings and should be personally relocated to the dazai osamu support group by secretary nakahara, head of accounting kunikida doppo is welcome in the meeting, the same could not be said about dazai.

A special fund should be reserved for any damage caused by secretary nakahara chuuya as well as akutagawa ryuunosuke and yosano Akiko.

The lawyer department should be well funded and be contacted should any problem arise especially if it's damage caused by the like of Yosano Akiko or head of science department kajii motojirou.

You should learn to ignore any stalking, i mean lovingly watching over them by higuchi ichiyo or tayama katai toward one of the akutagawa siblings, likewise the inapropriate behavior of the tanizaki siblings should be ignored for the sake of your sanity.

No one should get hurt in front of Yosano Akiko, the company health inspection should be avoided at all cost.

A fund should be allocated for head of research Edogawa Ranpo sweet craving, the room of the research department should be well furnished with various snacks everyday .

You should ignore the scolding by head of accounting kunikida doppo to CEO dazai Osamu when the later is skipping work or doing his usual shenaningan like edogawa ranpo's snack, kunikida doppo stationary should be well furnished a fund have been alocated to this pursharse.

a well trained group of clerc should be assured that kunikida doppo and nakahara chuuya came to their anger management class and do their meditation assignment , another have to be assigned to osamu dazai and akutagawa ryuunosuke as well as others worker who should go to therapy, a fund have been assigned for any mental scarring or others issue caused to the therapist.

Edgar Allan Poe as well of lucy maud Montgomery should be given access to the building, edgar allan poe in particuliar is given access to the research department, any concern with the company the guild should be adressed to them.

Cat are allowed and encouraged in the office, dog however are not much to secretary nakahara disagreement.

No one under any circumstance should flirt or confess to secretary nakahara for the sake of their financial and mental health.

Foods especially beef should be well stocked for intern miyazawa Kenji as well as sweet especially crepe for intern izumi kyouka and chasuke should be served in the company self service for intern nakajima atsushi as well as curry for oda sakunosuke ( warning as his curry is super spicy it's advised that no one else should touch it).

Co Head of the IT department who share this post with rokuzō taguchi , tayama katai should be allowed to work from home if need came to be, he's also allowed to come with his futon yoshiko in the office.

But what baffle the most anyone who heard or come accross the company isn't even the quirks of the workers but that the company still manage to make records profits in only a few years, it managed to be amongst the leading company in japan and worldwhile.

When the company started to be known others company tried to poach the workers especially kunikida doppo who seem to be done with dazai most of the time, the more shocking refusal was by dazai's hyper competent secretary nakahara chuuya, it's a well known fact that dazai and nakahara are rival and can't stand each others but no matter how much you will offer him he will refuse it .

Both founded the company together and are coined as soukoku in the business world a legendary duo but everyone found that it's best for the sake of your safety and braincell to not wonder about their relationship no one know if they're dating or try to murder each others ( everyone choose to ignore dazai talk about nakahara being his dog for life as well as nakahara virulent talk of hatred because you don't kiss someone that you hate seriously chuuya-san.)

One things is sure is that nakahara is either a miracle worker or have serious problem to be able to support and to be with someone like dazai.

[best-bff-brawl]

Best BFF Brawl: Round 1| Match 8A

Propaganda (I could not make a cut lmfao)

( I spelled Tian incorrectly)

Alexa and Liana

Okay people hear me out. Yes they had that fight *break up* scene and Alexa showed her jealousy towards the relationship between Liana and Melody. But she was an exhausted girl who followed her best friend on a quest while being scared and not really into it. She always teases her and tries her best to do what's right because she loves Liana. They fight like best friends do but Alexa evolved because she wanted to be a good friend and she is an amazing friend.

Longtae and Tian

He is literally the best person Tian meets in the PhuPanDao village! Like they are platonic soulmates that do all sorts of shenaningans together, Longtae helps Tian every chances he gets, he is supportive and lovely never judging or betraying him, also after getting to know Tians secret he never told anybody keeping it safe until Tian would have been ready(tho that was ruined by another person), and after he learnt the full story behind the secret he was the first to forgive Tian cuz he was mostly hurt because that secret affected all the village they were living, after that he put himself in mortal danger to help Tian with barely any esitation

Longtae is just the best boy and he deserve the world

They are just the best part of their show for me, I LOVED EVERY SINGLE SECOND THE 2 WERE ON SCREEN TOGETHER

I love both characters fiercely and I would do anything for them they are so dear to me, theur bond was so perfect, and it is so cute how it is reflected in the actors friendship as well

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

Hi, dear Cricket.

I hope you don't mind me asking you these questions about your new OC and her love interest. Is About Zil and Gale Dekarios.

Ship questions

Did either of them try to resist their feelings?

How do their personalities complement each other? How do they clash?

Do they hide anything from each other, big or small?

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?

What is the wedding like? Who attends?

Who would drive, and who would give directions?

Hope you're well, my dear.

Hugs.

Dearest one, I cannot even start to say how IMMENSELY HAPPY I am to see you in my ask again <3 I am missing you a lot, but I know that you are taking it easy, so keep on rest until you are finally starting to feel better to be here again, for more shenaningans <3 in the meanwhile, I would like to thank you for sending me an ask about Zil (or Aranea) and Gale <3 these two have been occupying my brain like crazy! So, without further ado, lemme answer your questions that are always, always appreciated. <3

1)Did either of them try to resist their feelings?

At first yes, both of them, and with all their beings, albeit for entirely different reasons: Gale decided to keep his feelings for Aranea at bay because the Orb in his chest was a HUGE game breaker in any kind of romantic pursuit he wanted to enter and didn’t want to burden Aranea with his story and needs; Zil/Aranea instead, tried to resist her feelings because, first of all, her heart was frozen in Cania, kept in a reliquarium by Mephistopheles, and second because she REFUSED to think that she was actually starting to have feelings for another man. She had taken her own heart out in the deal with Mephistopheles precisely because she didn’t want to run the risk of falling in love ever again and -in the eventuality of losing that love - suffer as she did when she first lost Halim. So, when she felt a sudden stirring in her chest, she first brushed it off as having breathed in too much fire powder in the Goblin Camp. But once she realized that the pesky feeling was not going to leave her alone, she realized the danger she was in, and tried, with all her might, to keep her sentiment for Gale locked under key.

2)How do their personalities complement each other? How do they clash?

Both Gale and Aranea share the same kind of ambition toward empowering themselves, through whatever means necessary, and in these, they learned to be each other’s “anchor” when the others walked too far from the path of light. Both are immensely prideful and, dare I say, rather prickly when certain subjects are touched upon, so when they argue, they have a hard time apologizing to one another, and it can take some time to cool down a little (especially because Aranea has the tendency to disappear when she is in a sulking mood, so she literally has to be summoned back). 

3)Do they hide anything from each other, big or small? Aranea tries to avoid it if she can, especially after she realizes that she is truly falling in love with Gale. But, after a whole century of serving under Mephisto, honesty doesn’t exactly come easy to her anymore; still, she tries to be as forward and honest with Gale as much as she can, and when she catches herself being secretive, There are however certain things that she is very secretive about and would not open up easily, even less so if pushed: the period she has spent at Mephisto’s side, all that has happened between herself and the Lord of Cania; what she did in order to gain the power she needed and wanted to exact her revenge; and, most important of all, what happened in Huzuz to her late husband and how that was the reason she became a Warlock in the first place. Even her own frozen heart is a secret she kept from him; at first, it was for her own benefit, but after falling for him and learning to know him better, it was because she knew that he might do something stupid or irrational - like going to look for it - and she didn’t want him to risk doing something like that. And eventually, he did, something that was SO INCREDIBLY stupid but also so selfless and loving that she just vowed to never leave his side again.

4)Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?

Physical, on Aranea’s side, but verbal on Gale’s side, though either doesn’t mind receiving hugs or loving words from the other. When Aranea allowed herself to feel again, she realized that she missed being held in safe arms, and Gale was always happy to oblige and keep her close to his own maimed beating heart.

5)What is the wedding like? Who attends?

EH. Let’s start by saying that it would take A LOT - and I mean A LOT- of convincing on Gale’s part to get Aranea to marry again, in the first place. After Aranea finally opened up and confessed to Gale what happened in Huzuz and all that came afterward, Gale understood where she was coming from, and told her that he would be content to just be by her side just as they were, if she allowed him to. But Aranea saw how delighted Gale had been when he had mentioned her becoming part of the Dekarios clan, and eventually, Aranea decided to swallow her fears, because she realized that, marriage or not, if she were to lose Gale like she did Halim, her soul would just be destroyed anyway beyond repair. So, she agreed to marry him and allowed him to do everything that his heart desired for both the rites and the following feast. It would be a great day of extreme joy and celebration for both of them and their families! Gale would make sure to have all the Dekarios clan participating in Waterdeep, along with Elminster and Tara, while Aranea would make sure to have her own daughter Zaynab, Azriel (even if that meant having Raphael at Azriel’s tail), her grandaughters Lyraeel and Zhera, her beloved Karlach, and of course her parents, Valakos and Breessa.

6)Who would drive, and who would give directions?

Aranea is MOST DEFINITELY the one driving around (homegirl has one heck of road rage if pressed - just ask Raphael- though she tries her best to be calm when Gale is in the car with her), and loves to have Gale being her navigator/passenger princess.

thank you so much for these questions, dearest Giulietta <3

[copias-sewer-rat]

Against the forces of Heaven and Hell, just us.

PART 1|PART 2|

Sometimes the friendships that you least expect to stick are the ones that stay with you the longest. It is up to you to keep them, cherish them, be sincere with your words and everything will be fine.

⸸tags: Good Omens AU, a tiny bit of angst, sexual innuendos and foul language, Copia shenaningans related to series and book Crowley. Around 5.6K words.

⸸ my masterlist ⸸ ⸸ read it on Ao3 ⸸ II. ME AND THE DEVIL

“But in the end it’s only a passing thing, this shadow; even darkness must pass.”

J.R.R. Tolkien. The Lord of the Rings.

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Terzo Emeritus never wanted to be Papa. His father knew it and still, once his brother’s time was up as the head of the Satanic Church, Papa Nihil did not hesitate to give Terzo the position he knew he hated above all else. Being Papa had taken his two older brothers away and the youngest Emeritus did not want the same fate for himself, but he did not have a choice.

He wasn’t a bad Papa. His attractive appearance and charming personality had brought many new siblings of sin to the church. Nihil and Sister Imperator were delighted because of that. What they didn’t know, however, was that every night Terzo Emeritus cried himself to sleep, longing for the brotherly love that had been taken away from him so violently.

During his time as cardinale of the church, Terzo was instructed in every skill vital to the papacy. This instruction occurred in different seminars and monasteries all over the Italian country. However, he was naturally gifted in the ways of the satanic ruling, having observed his two brothers masterfully take care of the position while he was still a young boy who hugged their legs in fear. That mastery provided Terzo with more than enough room to practice his favourite hobby: fucking.

Terzo proudly had a long list of satisfied lovers under his belt. These lovers were the perfect distraction from his shitty life, the one that he hadn’t chosen for himself. Every time he fucked someone, the screams of his name in pleasure became the opium that kept him sedated from thinking about anything else, but all drugs have their downtime. Once the lover for the night was gone, Terzo was left on his own dark room, alone and afraid. The cold emptiness of the bed made Terzo’s bones ache and the hole on his heart got deeper and deeper. He thought of his brothers then. Were they so afraid and lonely as he was when they were Papas? And if that was the case, why did he never notice their pain? He could have helped, maybe if he did, they would still be right beside him and he wouldn’t be so terribly alone.

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Rome, 1994, a calm and chilly October night. During one of his nightly hunts for a lover, Terzo’s steps led him to tavern, busy enough to find a fitting candidate to calm his mind for at least a few hours. The place was full enough to feel lively and cheerful, but not enough to feel drowned by the masses — not that Terzo cared much, he adored the masses—. He was hopping to become the center of attention the second he stepped in, the skull makeup that marked his position as the ‘highest’ member of the Satanic Church perfect and pristine. Despite that, there already was someone keeping everyone’s attentions. At the far corner of the bar there was a man dressed in what seemed to be a very expensive all-black Italian suit. His hair was pulled back with hair wax in a neat way, small sunglasses covering his gaze from the group of people that surrounded him. The first thought that came to Terzo’s mind about the stranger was that he was able to fully see everyone, but that nobody could truly see them. His second thought was that he wanted the earth to swallow him whole.

As if they had been reading Terzo’s thoughts, the stranger tilted their head upwards, looking directly at him. The people around were talking lively and didn’t even notice that their attention had shifted elsewhere. Furthermore, Terzo could have sworn that the stranger’s eyes glowed under their glasses. With a haste that was unlike him, Terzo approached the bartender, asking for a Bloody Mary, extra charged. He was going to need it. Sipping on his drink, Terzo started assessing his ground for the night, trying not to care about the stranger, who seemed to be back into the thrilling conversation with their many adoring fans.

There were a few people that caught Terzo’s attention: a tall dark man that looked like could crush him with his thighs, a couple of girls, probably best friends, who could be easily persuaded to corruption, but he finally decided on a lonely brunette that seemed to need the company that he could offer. So, with his characteristic charm he approached her.

“What is doing pretty little thing like you in a place like this all lonely? Please allow me to accompany you.” Terzo began. “Would you like another drink? My treat of course.” He continued, seeing that the lady was about to finish her rum and coke. The perfect excuse.

“Mmm, to be truthful, I am getting thirsty and this drink is all water by now. The company is just the cherry on top…” The girl teased, winking at Terzo. Bingo.

“I will be right back then. The same?” He asked and the girl nodded with a witty smile.

It took Terzo exactly a minute and twenty eight seconds to get the girl her drink, but when he got back the lady wasn’t alone, the stranger was talking to her, buttering her up. Terzo was furious, but he was also willing to prove that he was the better player.

“Hey, dolcezza (sweetness), here you go. A sweet drink for an even sweeter lady.” The stranger seemed to look at Terzo behind their glasses, brow raised.

“Were you with this man, cara?” The stranger asked.

“No, actually we just met. He offered to buy me a drink and to keep me company.” The lady explained.

“Ah, do you mind if I accompany you? It is quite lonely tonight for me as well…” Terzo was fuming at this point, but he was willing to accept the challenge. Whoever got the girl for the night would win and the other… well… would run away with their tail between their legs, lonely and humiliated.

“Of course, friend. No one wants to be alone on a night as beautiful as this.” Terzo spoke, an aggressive grin adorning his mouth, an acceptance of the challenge. The stranger nodded in appreciation.

“Grazie mille (thank you very much). Why don’t we introduce ourselves? That would warm us up a bit.” The stranger said, sipping on their red wine.

“I will start then!” The girl said. “My name is Aurora, but all my friends call me Ro.” The stranger smiled, delighted. Before he could say anything Terzo spoke.

“Ma chel bel nome! (It is a beautiful name!) It fits you perfectly.” The girl blushed a bit, a mixture of her growing intoxication and Terzo’s words. “My name is Terzo, Terzo Emeritus, but you can call me whatever you want, tessoro.” The stranger stiffened a bit to the mention of Terzo’s name, but he didn’t give a lot of importance to it. Maybe they knew who he was and that would give him the victory.

“And my name is Copia. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” Copia took Ro’s hand and kissed it slightly. She giggled at the gesture. She was definitely enjoying the attention.

*cough* “Well, if we want to keep this moving, why don’t we play a little game?” Terzo suggested. “Two truths and a lie perhaps?” Ro put her hands together in excitement.

“Yes! I love that game! Whoever looses each round has to down their drink though! That makes it more interesting.” Ro proposed.

“Ah yes, it is as if you were reading my thoughts, cara.” Copia agreed.

“I will start then!” Ro stated. “One, I have broken almost every bone in my body… Two, I have never had a boyfriend… Three, I am not actually Italian!” Terzo blinked slowly, she was good.

“I will guess first, then.” Terzo spoke. “Mmm, it would be impossible for a beauty like you to have never had a boyfriend, but maybe you are a bit picky… You are definitely Italian, more specifically from Napoli, my ears do not lie about accents.” Terzo stopped, looking at Ro completely, from her very cute heels to the last hair on the top of her head, observing every part of her, making her blush again. “You are pretty fit, I assume that you practice some sport so you probably have broken a few bones, maybe most of them is a bit exaggerated but you can never know.” Terzo stopped again, pondering his options. “The lie is the bones one…” Terzo looked at Ro, tilting his head a bit, waiting for a response, turning then to Copia.

“I actually agree with him.” Copia said.

“Merda (shit).” Ro says, downing her almost full rum and coke. “That is going to hit hard later.” She laughed.

“As I have made all the effort, allow me to be next one.” Terzo said, Ro nodded and Copia extended his hand as if to say ‘go ahead’.

“Oh, let me get another drink first. You think about it!” Ro said, running towards the bar.

“You have a pretty good intuition… We will see if you are as good of a liar.” Copia teased, making Terzo close his fist in anger. He was having none of it, he was going to make them both tumble before him, drunk and pathetic.

After a couple of minutes, Ro came back, drink in hand, this time seemed to be a vodka lemon.

“Ready?” She asked.

“Of course. One, I am terribly good in bed. Two, I am the leader of the Satanic Church. Three, I have two brothers.” Ro laughed awkwardly, going a bit pale.

“I mean, it seems obvious, no? As extravagant as you look with that makeup, you cannot be the leader of the Satanic Church… that is the lie!” Ro responds, lightly hitting the table with her palm.

Inside, Terzo was laughing. He felt bold, powerful. He wanted to scare her a bit, but then, he looked at Copia. He was grinning, two shinning fangs poking from his painted upper lip. What froze Terzo in his spot was that he could actually see Copia’s eyes now, they were piercing his soul. One dark and the other white, just like his…

“You had two brothers, that is the lie.” Copia responded and Terzo went even whiter than he was with his makeup. Ro looked at both of them, blood rushing to her head.

As a response, Terzo drowned his Bloody Mary, which also made Ro down her drink, fear visible in her eyes.

“Okie dokie, my turn then.” Neither Terzo nor Ro moved, their drinks were empty, but it didn’t matter. “One, I own a 1968 Maserati Ghibli. Two, I have lots of friends. Three, I am a demon from Hell.” Ro didn’t even attempt to answer, she stood up from the table and left, stumbling into a few chairs on her way.

Copia was looking at Terzo, directly at him, he had taken his glasses off and now Terzo could see him.

“You are a demon… I am you don’t have many friends, that’s the lie…” Terzo said with a shaky voice.

“Correctto! (Correct!) Now I suppose I must down my drink.” Copia laughed, drinking the whole glass of red wine and subsequently savouring a few drops that had fallen on his chin. His tongue was long and a bit pointy, almost serpent-like.

Terzo said nothing, he had no words left. He knew of Hell, of course, he was its representative on Earth, but he never imagined to encounter a proper demon on Earth.

“You are a pretty interesting man, Terzo Emeritus. Even since you entered the tavern I could feel your presence amongst us, trying to hide in the darkness.” Copia spoke. “I know your soul is not tainted, even though you have been told so… but, I can feel the thunder that is breaking in your heart. I can see through the scars inside you…” His words sounded almost lyrical. Terzo Emeritus felt as if he was floating on a cloud, completely mesmerized by the demon in front of him.

“I-” He tried to say.

“Your brothers send their regards to you, Terzo. They miss you dearly.” Copia smiled.

“What- My brothers? What are you saying…” Copia rose from his seat.

“We will see each other again, do not worry, everything will be answered. Until then, enjoy…” Copia snapped his fingers but nothing happened. They took their exit, putting their glasses back on their face and smirking devilishly.

Terzo could not believe it. His brothers were…ok… in Hell but ok. Tears started forming in his eyes, there was no chance he would let them out though, not in public at least. He rose from his seat and as elegantly as he had entered, he exited.

“Hi! Sorry that I left so suddenly. I don’t know what came over me…” Aurora ambushed him at the door. “I know this is a bit sudden but I think you are pretty cute, could you perhaps show me those skills you were talking about earlier?” This definitely was Copia’s doing. There would be time for happy tears latter, now it was time for a celebratory fuck.

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Maybe in you imagination Hell is like this awful place: torture, lava and heat everywhere… well, it is like that, don’t get me wrong, but it is more than that. Hell has changed plenty throughout the centuries, each time adapting to what Hell felt to humanity while period on Earth occurs. During the begging of the Industrialization, Hell looked more like a factory and in the last few decades it has turned its appearance into that of an office, one which you can never leave.

“I cannot believe that that fucking rat of a demon did it…” A bald man with skeleton makeup and horns shouted from the depths of a tiny office in Hell, watching static on an old television.

“He was our best chance fratello (brother), and he delivered.” A white haired man with wings and also skeleton makeup mumbled back.

“I just wasn’t sure about him, you know that you cannot trust their kind…”

“He has come a long way and now we are his equals, the least he could do was to hear us out.”

“Did you give him the scroll he wanted already?”

“Not until he puts us in contact with Terzo, like properly in contact.”

“Bene (good), we will make that old man regret his fucking decisions.”

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30/8/2023

'Today Terzo Emeritus came to the store asking for Copia, again. As always, he was trying to flirt with me, saying how cute I looked with my reading glasses, how the light of the antique shop made my features even more beautiful. I cannot lie, I blushed a couple of times. On one of those times Copia came into the store, fists closed and steps heavy. He smiled at Terzo and asked him with a teethy smile to talk to him outside, to which Terzo agreed. He winked at me goodbye and I stayed inside organizing a new crate of antiques that had arrived just this morning. I don’t know what they talked about outside but when Copia entered again, this time alone, his cheeks were flushed and he had taken his glasses off. I greeted him with a smile but he just huffed and went to the kitchen. I worry about Copia, I don’t know if Terzo is the best company for him…'

You sigh. Terzo is a bit of a handful, but Copia seems like he always has a good time with him, so you at least tolerate him.

“Angel, what are you doing?” Copia pokes their head through the kitchen door.

“Oh, nothing special, just writing on my diary as always.”

“One day you need to let me read it. I am sure it is quite interesting…”

“Not really, but we spend a lot of time together. Most of the things I write about you already know…”

“Most!?” he says a bit offended “Is there something you are not telling me angioletto?” In a blink of an eye Copia is right in front of you, observing your every move, every flinch, every blush. The latter occurs, pupils dilating, one of the many perks (or curses) of your human disguise.

“Of course not! Why would there be?” You squeak. Copia looks at you with his lips and eyes squeezed, trying to discern if you are actually telling the truth.

“I know there is something that you are not telling me, I won’t force you to do so, however. Just know that I am always here to listen. I have pretty big ears just for that!” Copia mocks, putting his hands behind his pointy ears.

“What are you? The wolf from the stories? Will you try to eat me or something?” You say, and it sounds more flirtatious than expected. With regret, you back up instantly, waving your hands in a negative motion. Then, there is Copia. Their mouth is slightly open, blush adorning their cheeks, glasses slightly tilted and his white eye is visible, the pupil very much dilated. If you didn’t know better, you would said that he has suffered a short circuit.

It is even more evident when Copia vanishes in a cloud of smoke accompanied by a loud ‘poof’. You panic, he hasn’t done that for years. This will cost you an expensive dinner.

A light sound of steps echoes through the back of your store, getting more and more distant so you follow, you won’t let Copia escape that easy from you apology. The kitchen is empty so you try the storage room, the broom closet and lastly the upstairs bedroom. There, in a red scarf you use during mornings when it is chilly outside is a tiny brown rat with black spots on their eyes, tail, hands, feet and nose a light shade of pink, curled up in a ball. With all the gentleness you can master you pick up the cute rodent, cupping your hands as if they were a nest.

“Oh my dear! I am so sorry. It wasn’t my intention to make you transform. Please forgive me.” You weren’t quite sure what you had done for Copia to turn into a cute rodent after so long, but you knew it was quite embarrassing for him to do so. “Please turn back into your own self! I will do anything, I will even do the apology dance… please dear…” You murmur that last part, getting the little rodent close to your cheek, nudging at it lovingly. Its fur is soft and it smells like coffee. Copia probably had an espresso before coming to the store.

The rat that until then had been completely still rises to stay on two feet and smells your face, tickling it with its little whiskers.

“I’ll tell you what, if it makes you come back to normal sooner I will do the apology dance right now!” Placing the little rodent back to their self-made nest you back up, allowing them to see you fully and then you begin to dance:

“I am so sorry…” You sing while you swing your hands to the sides.

“I was in the wrong…” You continue putting one feet forward.

“It was a mistake…” Now the other feet.

“So now I dance…” You twirl.

“The apology dance.” And finish with a low bow.

Suddenly, from the red scarf appears cloud of smoke and a cross-legged demon seated on top, clapping.

“Truly beautiful. Each time you do it better angel. It wasn’t necessary for you to do the dance though, I just got a little flustered. Maybe I am under the weather or something.” The demon adverts their gaze as they speak. You smile candidly, you now that there is something else under those words, but if he doesn’t pressure you to show him your diary, you won’t tease him about this.

“Well, at least you are back to normal… Oh! I forgot to ask as you ran off so suddenly. What did Terzo want?” Copia exhales and comes down from the table where the red scarf laid, now a mess under the weight of his human bottom.

“You know that I have been helping Terzo and the band to prepare more music.” You nod. You hadn’t seen him much these last couple of weeks because he was very busy recording music with Terzo’s music group project, Ghost. “Well, the new record is almost done and after that there will be a new tour coming. He wanted to let me know that it will be happening sooner than expected, probably next month, so I will be leaving for a while.” Your expression changes then from that of a smile to a neutral expression.

It pained you immensely that Copia had to leave to tour again. You would be alone for months and it terrified you. Copia’s companionship had become your reality, your safe haven. Ever since he ‘took’ you from Heaven itself you two had been together, side by side, through the good times and the not-so-good ones. It was true that you both had your own hobbies and such, but you were always close, meeting for dinner or just to chat a couple times per day — and in the incredibly good days you would spend the entirety of the day together.— Copia touring was a completely different scenario. He would be gone for so long, he probably won’t have the time to call you much —it has happened before and he had to do the apology dance because you were worried sick constantly— and your intrusive thoughts would win again, making you cry like a toddler that has lost their parents at the mall.

It isn’t that you don’t trust him, well, you mostly do, but his nature is what worries you. According to Terzo, while on tour, Copia had the reputation of becoming some sort of sexual beast. Everyone wanted a piece of him and you were jealous. You had no reason to, of course, but you were. Thoughts of Copia sharing what you could not have with a random human that desired him was too much, but you never told or will tell him that. He is your friend and sometimes when you are not sure about your own purpose and everything is dark he is the light without whom you cannot see, he becomes your beacon of light, your anchor that grounds you to reality and without your anchor you fear you will sink sooner or later.

There is a realisation then, you have been quiet for a while and Copia is looking at you with worry but still waiting patiently for you to speak.

“I- It will be sad being here all alone again, I will miss you. Despite that, you have to go. You love being on the road with the band, you have said so many times. You will have the best of times!” A bitter smile adorns your lips and you advert your gaze. Copia keeps looking at you with worry, their glasses now on their hand.

“You could come with us… I am sure Terzo won’t mind and the ghouls want to meet you.” He whispers and it breaks your heart. ‘I wouldn’t be able to take it, dear. All those fans adoring you, begging for you to be with them and you complying to their most intimate desires… It would break me seeing it.’ You think, but instead you say:

“You know it is not for me dear, and I have things to do. There are still so many clues to find to the mystery to be solved. We are so close, I can feel it.”

“Angel, it has been like this for more than two thousand years… We know what is happening, there is a bet between Heaven and Hell. They are playing with humans for their own amusement… We know that.” You frown at Copia’s words.

“Dear…” You say very slowly and with a hint of anger. “We have talked about this before. There must be something that started this bet and if we find it maybe human will be free from their games, the bet will be over. However, if we don’t do anything humans will continue to be the pieces of this twisted game.” Copia crosses his arms.

“Frankly, I cannot even begging to comprehend why you still take Heaven’s side in all of this.” He says with a bit of poison on his tone and you scoff at his words.

“Do not change the subject!” You exclaim, your tone a louder than you expected. “I am still an angel. God must have some divine plan that will make sense in the end, she must have. I just don’t like how it is being done, I want to change it and you know that.” You explain but even you don’t believe your own words, they are simply an excuse for the pain you feel.

“You are so incredibly blind angel…” Copia says and the tears forming on your eyes are unavoidable so you turn your back on Copia so he doesn’t see how hurt you are. A gasp can be heard, Copia wants to say something but his breath halts for a second, leaving the room in complete silence. “Just… think about it, please.” Then Copia is gone.

If only he knew how much you thought about it.

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“Is it really going to happen?” You beamed with excitement.

“Yes, any minute now. I was hopping to show you earlier, but there hasn’t been a good time for it. Despite that, we needed a break from the investigation so I made time for it.” Copia smiled, his cheeks red from the cold.

“Are you sure that you are ok? You seem to be handling the cold worse than me.” You grabbed Copia’s hands, trying to heat them with your own. Copia didn’t move for a second, his cheeks got even more red so you rubbed them with your own.

“I- I am okie dokie. Do not worry about me, angioletto.” He smiled at you, his eyes reflecting the light of the full moon, which was almost lost behind the very dark clouds that were covering the skies. “And more so, it needs to be cold for it to happen.”

You were so very excited. Snow was the first thing that Copia had taught you about Earth but you hadn’t been able to see it until now. You had been too busy investigating the locations of more scrolls, asking for help to translate them and trying not to get caught by Heaven and Hell —although the last one was the easiest to achieve. Your investigation had led you to Romania, a beautiful country with stunning buildings, charming nature and very friendly people. Copia had eventually found you there, same as all the previous times and you always fell into the same routine. He knew a lot about Earth and humans and you were really eager to listen. He had taught you about food, costumes, languages and such. Well, he didn’t actually teach you, he showed you. You thought you knew it all from the books you had read up in Heaven. The truth was that you didn’t know anything until Copia. He took you to eat, to public events, to social gatherings and markets. You didn’t remember ever having true fun until you met him.

“I actually wanted to also add to this little event with something of my own.” You rose your gaze, Copia had cut his hair a bit and was rocking a bit of a beard, but he was still the demon that you had grown so fond of. “We have known each other for a while now…”

“Around two hundred and fifty years or so.” You interrupted him and Copia laughed.

“Yes, I guess it has been a while…” He stopped for a moment, reminiscing about the time that you had known each other. “… and you really don’t know much about me.” You gave him a single nod. “Well, while we wait for the snow to fall I will entertain you with my story. W-well, i-if you want to hear it that is…” He stuttered as he enveloped your hand in his. “I would love to know more about you my dear, please, do tell me your story.” You said as Copia did gentle circles on the back of your hands.

“Si (yes), em, I am not exactly sure where to start if I am being honest…” He gave you a dry cackle.

“Maybe the beginning?” You teased and he laughed again.

“Vero, vero (true, true). You are completely right.” Copia smiled and then started his story.

“The first thing you must know is that I wasn’t always a demon. I imagine that you already knew that or you at least had thought about it. I wasn’t anybody important up there really, just an angel that helped with what they could. I was content, I really was, but inside of me there was something missing or better said, I felt like I lacked something essential to my very being. I didn’t know what it was. Then God created humans and everything began for me. I adored humans, I spent hours looking at Adam and Eve, observing their mundane lives in paradise. One day, they started something that intrigued me deeply. It is funny, I remember so vividly even today. You see, one afternoon Adam grabbed Eve by the hips and led her so as her back was pressed to the nearest tree, and then he started kissing her. When she jumped into him and he started thrusting into her I was completely hooked. It wasn’t only the nastiness of the act that entranced me, but also the feeling of closeness and love that they were sharing, pure and beautiful.” Copia stopped for a bit, gathering his thoughts. Your mind was racing at that point, you were so similar to Copia… it scared you so very much, but at the same time it made you feel like you belonged somewhere, with someone.

“I caught myself wanting to see them doing it more and more each time, their love and passion was contagious. I wanted to have that connection with someone. I know that angels aren’t supposed to have those sorts of feelings, it is not in us but I wanted it so badly that it intoxicated me to the point in which God found out about my lasciviousness. I was doomed, I felt that there was something wrong with me for wanting it and I fell. I wasn’t following God’s plans for me and she punished me for it. I was devastated but there was nothing I could do so I moved on. After a few years on Hell I was assigned to Earth… Hell itself isn’t the best place, I also felt like I didn’t belong there so maybe Earth would be the final destination, the place I could call home.” He stopped again to look at you. You smiled and he smiled back. It was ok for him to tell you all that, he knew, it was ok…

“I learned so much from humans, it felt like back when I was observing Adam and Eve. That curiosity gave me life, happiness and a a sense of purpose. One day, something happened to me, something I didn’t expect, I felt… infatuated… with someone. Her name was Sarah. She was one of the nicest humans I had met and to be completely fair the scriptures got our story all wrong. Sarah was engaged several times, but she wanted to be with me. I didn’t kill any of the suitors, I just nudged them away with some trickery. Well, then this guy came around, he was pain. Tobias or something I think his name was. He plotted alongside archangel Raphael to kick me out and bind me. In short, their plan worked, I was separated from Sarah and that is how I got to Egypt and how I met you in Alexandria. And that is mostly it, you know the rest.” As if on cue, snow started to fall and you both looked up to the skies, glowing with hundreds of little crystals that lighted the night.

“You were right” you sighed “I was going to like the snow.” Copia looked at you with a loving expression.

“Was it everything that you hoped for?” You looked back at his eyes, they were gleaming alongside the cold flakes.

“Even better… and…” you hesitated for a moment “I am sorry for what happened to you, it was unfair. If it is of any consolation, I yearn for some kind of connection too. When I get a bit of it I feel like a human that hasn’t drank water for days, I need it to live and I take and I take until I feel satiated. That feeling has been better since I met you though, so grazie (thank you).” You confessed and you can see tears forming in their eyes.

“Wow, you truly have a way with words mio caro angioletto (my dear little angel), and prego (you are welcome).” You nod, Copia nods back with a big smile and for a while everything stays silent, the only sounds around were those of the nearby animals crushing the falling leaves under their paws and the water sounds of a nearby brook.

“I forgot to tell you…” Copia breaks the silence “…when I fell I was given a new name thought I never liked it so I kept my angel name, Copia. As I was one of the earliest angels to fall, I became one of the Princes of Hell. My demon name is Asmodeous and I am the Lord of Lust.”

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I didn’t make anything up but I had to pick Copia to be Asmodeous because you know this fic is about lust but it is so funny that he had beef with a man named Tobias!? Like I fucking cackled like a seagull when I found out, it was too perfect. ANYWAY, there is more content coming soon, probably later tonight with a couple of drawings for the Emeritus’ brothers hehe. Hoped you liked this chapter and as always comments and feedback are greatly appreciated. I am already writing a part three as well as a short side story with our obliviously-in-love couple and their shenanigans. Have a good one!

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