#ra-on

[hell-drabbles]

Mammon and Ra-on 1

Summary: Ra-on's waiting by the stairs, sitting as a cave creature would. You stand by him, if only to see what he's up to.

(Hey does anyone have access to any WHB repository? You know, a place where I can specifically watch/read the side event stories? I need to catch up on those since I refuse to touch the app. Anyways, have Mammon.)

"What are you waiting for?" With how laser-focused Ra-on was as he sat on the floor, locked onto the top of the stairs, you couldn't help but ask.

"Mammon." Ra-on simply answered, hands on his knees. You're pretty sure he hasn't blinked once. At least he's dressed for the day. Well, as dressed as he can be since the devils like to try and swap out his clothing for their… preferences.

Irritating. You'd think they'd at least know his preference for being fully clothed for the sake of having it torn off of him, but no.

"I mean, the clothing is nice, but if I'm already practically naked, then what's the point of tearing it off? It's just strings so there's no effort! I want to hear the clothing be torn through! It's hot! Besides, I enjoy variety."

Or so Ra-on ranted to you as you brushed your teeth. Lately he's been doing that instead of holing himself up in his guestroom and waiting to be dragged out by however happens to be hot and horny enough.

You slipped your hands in your pockets. "What for? You see him every day." You didn't sit down but you did lean against the wall closest to him.

Ra-on suddenly perked up from his slouch, eyes wide and giddy and with excitement. He pointed to the top. "Look."

And, decorated laxly and in all his gold glory, Mammon appeared, horn glinting in the light.

"Oh? Is my Master here to greet me? I'm honored to receive such favor from you." Mammon had a genuine smile on his face, but it quickly turned smarmy the minute his eyes landed on you. "How rare though, to see you join my Master in this tradition of his. Should I reward you, perhaps?"

You didn't miss a beat. "Reward me in silence then, Mammon."

And his jaw clicked shut, clearly taking joy from your flat tone. There are many things you don't like about Mammon, but at least he's a devil of his word.

You glanced at Ra-on, who hasn't said a word, eyes still clearly focused on Mammon. Waiting for something. Not even a twitch of disapproval from him. Huh.

Then, Mammon descended the stairs with the presence of someone that knew themselves to be the main attraction of a party.

Oh. Oooh.

"They bounce." You were almost impressed. What a plentiful body Mammon has.

Ra-on nodded, as though a wise sage, "They do."

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

I might not have played whb in a good while but seeing a self aware au post in my post made me see how fun that could be like being a voice in Ra-on's head like

"he almost killed you, please stop thinking about how hot he is"

"are you my conscience?"

"if I was I would have killed myself a long while ago"

Or just causing mental damage for the fun of it

Ra-on, sleeping in a bed in Gehenna: :)

YN, Lying because ra-on was thirsting after the demons a bit too much: You know, I met your ancestors a while ago in Gehenna, and we slept together in that bed.

Ra-on, sweating: slept together platonically, right?

Ra-on: right?!?

[forlorngarden]

kind of crazy how they drop this bar like 20 minutes into the game. let me get up let me get uppp

[inkpotsprite]

This was after he blew up all of the Leagues tech.

[badolmen]

People against piracy fail to realize that no, I can’t just ‘buy it.’ They stopped making DVDs and Blu-Rays. They’re barely offering digital copies for download. I am not spending money I could use for food or bills to pay for a subscription service just so I can always have access to a beloved piece of media. Especially not when the service will remove media on a whim without concern for how the loss of access to that piece will make its artistic conservation nigh impossible.

For example, I recently learned that Disney+ had an original film called Crater. It’s scifi, family friendly, and seems cool - I would love to buy it as a holiday gift for my little brother! But: it’s exclusive to D+ and THEY REMOVED IT LITERALLY MONTHS AFTER ITS RELEASE.

The ONLY way I can directly access this film is through piracy. The ONLY available ‘copies’ of this film are hosted on piracy websites. Disney will NEVER release it in theaters, or as something to buy, and it may NEVER return to the streaming service. It will be LOST because we aren’t allowed to purchase it for personal viewing. If I can’t pay to own it, I won’t pay for the privilege of losing it when corporate decides to put it in a vault.

So yes, I’m going to pirate and support piracy.

Edit: if you are able, use $5 you would otherwise use for a streaming subscription to donate to a GazaFunds campaign.

[curecraft]

[prlssprfctn]

Bruce, glaring at suspiciously silent Jason, while the entire family dinner is in chaos: Are you okay? You hadn't join your siblings in... (gestures at screaming kids and Alfred, who tries to deal with a random fire in the room) ...causing a chaos.

Jason, vigorously texting someone over the phone: Yeah, uh, I am kinda just live streaming all that happens here to my parents. That's funnier.

Bruce: Oh, okay.

Bruce, after a second: Wait, what?

Bruce, glaring in his phone: IS THAT TALIA AND HARVEY?

Meanwhile, in Jason's phone:

Groupchat: Better parents

Jason: lol, damian just jumped on tim.

Harvey aka. the contact named Dad 3: What about Alfie? Had he finally dealt with that fire in the room?

Talia aka. the contact named Mom 3: I hope my son wins. 💚

Jason: LOL FORGET EVERYTHING I JUST SAID BRUCE IS TWEAKING

Harvey and Talia at the same time: Yay

[harrowharksboner]

2014: Korrasami held hands

2020: so Catradora could kiss

2024: so Caitvi could fuck in a prison cell

sapphic nation, rising and thriving

[liveandbreathemusicals]

Gay people will be like “this is my comfort show!” And then show you the most emotionally devastating, stress-inducing, tragic piece of media you have ever witnessed

[hell-drabbles]

Ra-on 5

Summary: It's rare nowadays but you and Ra-on have started to make breakfast together again. Morning drinks are one thing, but making something, cooking together is another, since Ra-on hasn't touched the stove in… years. It was nice, you have to admit.

(…every time I write for Ra-on I always go overboard on the word count. He just does things to my brain.)

You'll admit, it was a bit of a gamble on your part. Things have been calming down, the angels have taken a backseat for some kind of celebration, you're not quite sure, but either way, it allowed for you to just… relax. So much so that breakfast has become a thing for you again. Before, you'd be too stressed to actually stomach anything until the afternoon.

Well, either way, an urge has tickled you and you decided to knock on Ra-on's door and ask if he wanted to cook breakfast in the morning. It used to be a thing, a routine for you, Ra-on and Minhyeok, back before… well, before everything.

You all didn't like the same breakfast and it was always a hassle trying to navigate the kitchen with the limited space. Really, it was all just an excuse to do something together, to talk and poke fun at one another first thing in the morning. It just didn't feel right to spend that early sunlight in silence, cooped up in your rooms.

…you asked, and he agreed, but again, it was a gamble. Ra-on has the spine of a wet noodle and can never really say no unless you twisted his arm about it. If he really didn't want to do something, he'd drag his feet or do such a shitty job that it wouldn't be worth asking him again. And it was easy to tell if he really didn't want to do something just by the way he dressed or went about cleaning himself up.

And how do you know that Ra-on's actually taking this seriously? By the fact he's tied up his hair. Brushed it back, away from his face and in a clean tail low on his skull. Seeing that put you in a pretty good mood, you're not gonna lie. You'll never say it to his face because you're not quite back into the close friends zone, but his hair was always the thing you like most about him. Nice and weighty waves, just on the cusp of curling, colored in that rich purple of his. Reminded you of that wine you all drank when you, Ra-on and Minhyeok clinked cabernet glasses.

Ra-on wasn't going to be dragging his feet, that's good.

"Yeah you've always been protein heavy, haven't you?" Your flat tone hit its mark and Ra-on cracked two eggs at the same time right into the bowl. Two eggs of a whole carton.

And without missing a beat, Ra-on waved his whisk in the air, almost whimsical, "Mm-hmm. I am the local devil cumdumpster extraordinaire."

You stopped what you were doing, put down your bowl, and stared right at Ra-on's bare back, covered in only an apron because he could never handle the heat of the kitchen all that well. He went on mixing, hummed a little tune to himself even, but eventually the lack of noise on your side got to him. His whisking eventually stopped and he leaned against the counter. His shoulders started to shudder, red blooming down his neck until every inch of skin resembled a freshly boiled shrimp.

"Why did I say that." He hissed to himself even though you can still clearly hear him.

Yup, there's that non-existent filter of his. You snorted and laughed. "Brain still asleep, I take it?"

Ra-on threw his arms in the air and yelled out, "Apparently! Ugh… sorry."

"Don't, that was funny." You turned around and continued popping yolks. And just to change the subject before he begins lamenting like a late 80's soap drama protagonist, you asked, "Can you get the butter over there?"

"Hmm? Yeah I got it," Ra-on zipped right on over and was by your elbow before you knew it, carrying said melted butter and a little carton of heavy cream. He shook it with a smile, like the sloshing brought him joy. "I like heavy cream in my crepes."

Yeah, you remember that. It's a little weird to see him this… engaged with whatever's going on, actually letting himself be present and involved instead of waiting for things to happen to him. Feels nice, to not talk with a ghost of a person.

"I know. With a little bit of cinnamon, right?" You already have that set up and ready to go in a little golden cup, because the devil ruling this place insisted on having everything be in that color.

"Yeah, and cocoa powder." A simple recipe all things considered, but it's one you remember smelling early in the morning back when all of you were little and sleeping over in Ra-on's house. His parents weren't great cooks, not to level of Minhyeok, but it doesn't detract from the fondness of it all.

"Alright, get back to your whisking." You tapped his ribs with your elbow. "I need my room."

"Oh, right." Ra-on was a blur as he bee-lined for his bowl. He hasn't even had his coffee.

Though, just as you placed the pan onto the stove burner, you heard a loud, "Hey!" followed by a smack of wood on skin.

It wasn't a hard whack at all, but Mammon reeled back nonetheless, holding his hand as though it did hurt. Emotional damage perhaps?

Ra-on curled over the bowl, waving spatula in warning, eyebrows pinched, "This isn't for you. This is my breakfast."

Couldn't even get a word in edge-wise, but that didn't mean Mammon wasn't going to be a little shit about it. He did what he did best and stood there, as if daring Ra-on to move him himself. Cocked his eyebrow and everything. "Am I not allowed to help my precious Master?"

Perhaps it was the look in his eyes, perhaps it had to do with the fact that Mammon was as naked as the day he was born, but Ra-on choked on his spit, gathered as much as his arms could carry, and zipped right to your side. Practically glued himself to you, really.

"Get him to leave!" Ra-on hissed! Well, seems whatever spine he had just left, but hey, progress. Reminds you of the time Minhyeok was way too hungover and insisted on being in the kitchen and refused to leave.

Haha… good times.

[morbidmagnolia]

I love The Sapphic Pose ™️

[forlorngarden]

'you are not serious people' is a phrase that has done so much. thank you logan succession

[cafecxonmilk]

Sapphics ships! For PrideMonth

Thanks to everyone who participated on ig to give me ships!

[batcavescolony]

*Talia visiting Damian*

Talia: Damian, how are you? *glares at Dick*

Damian: I am doing well mother

Dick: *from behind him* *mouthing: why the fuck are you here?*

Talia: oh that's great! I see you have a new pet? *Mouthing back: to see MY son*

Damian: this is Haley, Grayson's dog, she's staying with me while he goes on a mission.

Dick: *flipping Talia off where Damian can't see* yep, he's so good with animals

Talia: I'm aware *throws a knife at him*

Dick: *throws it back*

[badolmen]

WARNING 18+

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