#run Mephi run!!!

[misc-obeyme]

Imagine one day MC discovers, whoops, Im pregnant. Trying to figure out the father, MC tells no one for the time being. Who was the last to try and seduce mc? Finally, discovering that the father is... Mephisto. Que picture of Mephisto running away from angry demons and angels. Wait until Barb gets a hold of him P.S almost slipped in the shower from how hard I laughed at the idea

P.S.S. MC pregnancy is a false alarm in the end, but Mephisto is not to be heard from again

Note: discussion of pregnancy (just in case)

Whoops indeed!

Poor Mephisto, didn't even get MC pregnant in the end, but still having to deal with the wrath of everybody else lol.

Honestly, I think Mephisto would be really happy to find out he's going to be a father. He obviously loves kids and is really good with them, so I just think it'd mean a lot to him to have one of his own.

If MC was pregnant for real, I have no doubt that Mephisto would absolutely dote upon them the whole time.

I kinda like the idea of Diavolo and Barbatos being all protective, too. You know, because they clearly know Mephisto fairly well.

Diavolo is just thrilled to pieces. Meanwhile Barbatos is like step aside Mephisto I will do a much better job of caring for MC than you would.

LOL.

But yeah, before all that he's gonna hafta try really hard not to get killed by Lucifer and Mammon... I just feel like those two especially don't like Mephisto.

[eliseliedl]

Mephis as 'The Guardian' 💙 Baldur's Gate 3 45 / ?

[kahunoyo]

Look at her and her little teddy bear!

[uproariousscarecrow]

women's intuition!

[abyssalaerlocke]

It's running...

I've only been in the menus and character creator, and it plays like a fucking slideshow, but uh, here, have some mephy gith (they/he)

[key201303]

Sylus x f!reader

Pairing: Husband!Sylus x F!Reader ft. Luke and Kieran

Warnings: pure fluff, but suggestive at the end

Plot: You come back home to find your husband playing tea time with the twins, Mephisto and your 4 year old daughter.

A/N: a few days ago I asked you guys what if I started writing with LADS boys and you seemed to like the idea so here I am 🥰 I was needing something really soft with Sylus and came up with this, hope you enjoy it 🫶🏻

“Would you like some more tea Your Majesty?” Kieran’s voice caught your attention when you entered the base. You’ve been out the entire day on a mission, trying to find a Wanderer the Association has been tracking for some time now. You were used to coming home to the voice of your little daughter playing in her room with Mephisto and her plushies but hearing Kieran’s voice coming from your daughter’s room was unusual.

Once you removed your shoes and jacket, you looked around the place, looking for your husband to ask what were the twins doing with your little girl. But for some reason he was nowhere to be seen. “Did he have to leave for some meeting and left Kieran and Luke taking care of our princess?” You thought to yourself while you walked towards the girl’s room.

Right before you could open the door to take a look, a very familiar voice was interrupted by the mechanical noise Mephisto’s wings made when he flew around. “Princess, I think 15 stickers are enough to decorate Mephisto.” Sylus told the little girl who was excitedly placing a new glittery sticker on Mephisto’s head. You slowly opened the door, trying to go unnoticed so you could find out what was going on. Once you could see inside the room, you couldn’t help your heart melting at the lovely image you had in front of yourself.

Mephisto was covered in glittery stickers with it’s nails painted in light pink, Sylus face was covered in rainbow little stones your daughter asked you thousand of times to get, two little ponytails decorating his silvery hair, fake nails trying their best to not fall off the twin’s gloves as they were sipping imaginary tea on an empty cup with their pinky fingers up and a lively pink feather scarf decorating their necks. And last but not least, your daughter having her princess dress and crown, being the head of the little tea table Sylus probably agreed on moving from the living room and having the best time of her life.

You tried to hold back your laughter at the sight of the little scene you had before you, not wanting to interrupt their little moment. But you completely failed when Sylus made eye contact with you. He definitely didn’t look as the bad boy he pretended to be for everyone else with those two little ponytails and face covered in rainbow glitter. “Look who’s finally back from work.” He said standing up and walking towards you, a huge smile plastered on his face.

“Momma!!!” Your daughter screamed, getting up from the floor and running to your arms. “I see you guys were having lot of fun while I was gone.” You said as you hugged her tightly, lifting her up on your arms. “Daddy accepted playing tea time with us! And he even let me play with Mephie!!” She said excitedly. You looked at your husband with an eyebrow raised, surprise written all over your face. “Baby I told you his name is not Mephie.” Sylus said, taking your little girl from your arms, nuzzling his nose in her stomach making her laugh at the ticklish feeling. “Maybe I should punish the one who taught you to call him Mephie.” He added giving you a playful look. “Don’t do that!! I’ll protect mommy!!” Your daughter said, taking your husband’s face into her little hands, forcing him to look at her and squishing his cheeks. “Oh really??” He said, his voice muffed due to his daughter squishing his cheeks.

He put your daughter down, getting in position to fight. Your daughter ran in front of you, trying to cover you with her tiny body. Her fierce red eyes pierced her father’s heart, the same way his eyes did to yours. You couldn’t help thinking they were definitely a copy of each other. “Uncle Luke, Uncle Kieran, in whose side are you?” The girl asked with a threatening voice. The twins exchanged a hesitant look before standing up. “We will always serve you Your Majesty.” They said bowing and kneeling in front of you and your daughter. Sylus’ face turned into a defeated face when he saw his right and left hand betray him for his own daughter. “Mephie?” You asked, returning the playful look at Sylus from before. The mechanical crow squawked as he flew to land on Sylus’ finger. He let out a victorious laugh.

Your daughter, not accepting the betrayal of the little crow, takes out some of Mephisto’s favorite snack, taking it out for him to notice. “Hey Mephie, don’t you want some snacks?” She said, calling and convincing the little animal. Mephisto happily squawks, flying towards her hand. “That’s cheating Miss Traitor.” Sylus said, crossing his arms and furrowing his eyebrows clearly annoyed.

Only then a little battle started between you, Sylus took your daughter in his arms, turning her upside down and tickling her. “Dad wait!! I can’t- I can’t breathe.” She said laughing loudly, trying to get rid of her dad’s embrace.

You loved these little moments. These little moments when you couldn’t help feeling you all were a normal family. These moments where Sylus acted like a lovely caring dad instead of the cruel leader of Onychinus everyone thought he was.

Once your daughter’s energy was under low, you finally tucked her in bed and walked to your room where your husband was already waiting for you in bed. “Did you have fun?” You asked as you get in bed and laid in his arms. “Did you have any doubts?” He said, placing a soft kiss on your temple. “Answering a question with another question? I thought you weren’t that kind of person.” You said, hugging him tighter, leaning even further into his embrace if that was possible. “There are so many things I do you would be surprised about, kitten.” He said laughing. He definitely demonstrated you that side today.

You both stayed quiet for a little while. His long slender fingers drawing random patterns on your bared skin arm, nuzzling your hair, taking in your delicious scent that never failed to lull him to sleep. But before he decided it was time for you two to sleep, he smiled out of the blue. Sensing his sudden smile, you get off his chest, looking at him with a confused look. “I was just thinking… Maybe we should give our princess a little prince to play with so Mephie and the twins don’t have to wear tons of stickers and glitter.” Your husband said teasingly. His crimson eyes shine beautifully, moon shaped, mimicking his lips that remained as a huge smile. “I thought you didn’t like the nickname Mephie.” You teased, ignoring the fact of him asking you for another son. “You’re really good at avoiding topics.” Sylus said, pecking your lips and laughing in between.

[leighsartworks216]

You're My Favorite

Sylus x gn!Reader

Very self indulgent fic for me. Started replaying Pokemon Shield and the au thoughts have been haunting me. But instead of that what if cuddle with big man while play game??

Warnings: fluff, domestic fluff, cuddling, kissing, Pokemon references, literal sleeping together, rain, the author's obvious love for ghost type Pokemon

Word Count: 964

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Rain patters softly against the windows. It pours down the glass, painting the outside world in a waterfall haze. The glowing lights of the cityscape shimmer and shine in a vibrant bokeh. All the way up here in the penthouse, none of the noise of traffic and disputes reach.

The living room is dim, lit only by the light of the TV. The sound is turned down low. Upbeat music and exciting battle themes, barely loud enough to hear over the rain. Your character runs around on the screen. The controllers sit comfortably in your hands, and Sylus rests comfortably in your arms.

It’s a lazy night in. You wanted to return to a game you haven’t played in a while, a Pokemon game. Sylus decided to join you, if only to cuddle. Which is how you ended up laid back against one of the couch armrests, and how Sylus ended up sprawled across the length of the couch, his arms wrapped under your back and his head on your chest. When you get into a battle and can play one-handed, your other hand finds its way into his hair. Those are his favorite moments. Your quiet confidence or underlying anxiety about the fight on screen, all the while your fingers thread through his silky hair, nails scratching lightly at his scalp. You always win. He hasn’t seen you lose a single battle yet, even though you make a habit of saving before the important ones just in case.

For now though, you’re exploring one of the wide open areas. Little creatures hop around the grass. Some occasionally chase you around. One manages to catch up, starting up the battle theme. In one hit, the fight is done.

A blue screen comes up with one of your Pokemon in the center. A blue and black bird with red eyes that you’d had since the very start of the game, affectionately named Mephisto. He’d teased you initially, saying it looked nothing like his beloved surveillance pet. You get giddy beneath him, sitting up slightly and playing with his hair as Mephisto is bathed in white. In its place, a large black raven appears.

You tap against his back to get his attention. “See? Doesn’t it look like Mephie now?”

He grins softly. “It does. You were right, sweetie.”

“Mhm.” You linger on the screen for a minute, just looking at your newly evolved partner. “D’you think you’d have one of these for a Pokemon?”

“I already have one mechanical bird, and he’s much more reasonably sized.”

You snicker, finally clicking off the screen. You pick a move to be replaced with Steel Wing. Then your hand leaves his hair, and you continue running around the digital world.

“What Pokemon would you have?” he asks. He scoots himself up further, pressing his face into your neck, nuzzling against your collarbones. He’s such a cat. You almost expect him to make biscuits against your stomach.

You rest your head against his. You can feel your eyes starting to get heavy. Lids starting to droop. You stubbornly play on. Just a little longer. You don’t want to get up yet, not when Sylus’s weight presses down on you so perfectly and his lips brush your neck like delicate flower petals. A yawn slips through, regardless. “I don’t know. I guess it depends.”

He hums. “On what?”

“Whether I’m a gym leader or a normal trainer or, like, a normal person.”

You can feel the curve of his smile on your skin. He loves when you’re passionate about your interests. When you put more thought into it than others would. “All of them. What’d be different?”

You wrap your arms tighter around him, mindlessly going into menus and healing your Pokemon team as you think. “Well, if I was a gym leader, I’d be a ghost one - easy. And I’d have a Mimikyu, and maybe a Chandelure. Hmm, an Aegislash. And my ace would be a Dragapult.”

“Mhm.”

“And if I was a trainer, I’d want a balanced team of my favs. I’d still have Dragapult, and a Vaporeon, and a Mephisto.” He huffs a laugh. “And three others… And I’d train them all and be friends with them all.”

You’ve lingered on your Bag’s menu screen for a while now. You hug him a little tighter, muffling a yawn as you rest your eyes for a moment.

“If I was just a normal person… I don’t know what I’d wanna do. For a job. ‘Cause there’d be no Wanderers for me to deal with… Maybe I’d have a cute little cottage. I think if I did, I wouldn’t wanna have a fight-y Pokemon. Just one that I can chill with…”

He kisses your pulse. Squeezes you around the waist. “What would it be?”

You hum sleepily. “If you were a Pokemon, what would you be, Sy-sy?”

“I don’t know. Why?”

“I’d want my Pokemon to be you…”

“What if I lived in that cottage with you, as myself?”

“Then we could have a Mephie…” you murmur. The soothing sound of the rain has caught up with you. Your breathing becomes rhythmic, long and slow and even. The controller slips from your fingers. He catches it from hitting the floor with his Evol, depositing it safely on the coffee table. Your hands, now free, gravitate back to his hair. You play limly with the hair at the nape of his neck, petting the shorter hair at the back of his head. “An’ a Dragapult…”

He chuckles, low and content. He nods slightly. “Okay. We’ll have a Dragapult. That must be your favorite, hm, kitten?”

You rub your cheek against his head. “You’re my favorite…”

“You’re my favorite, too.” He hugs you tighter. “Sweet dreams, my beloved.”

“Mnmm… G’nigh’, Sy-sy…”

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[melody-of-qinju]

MC at the airport coming back from a hunters trip and sees Sylus, Mephie and the twins waiting for her.

MC: *runs towards them smiling*

Sylus: *smiles back, getting ready to embrace her*

MC: *runs past Sylus towards the twins* MY BOOOOYS!!!

Luke and Kieran: 😊😅

Sylus: Ahem, you forgot someone Sweetie~

MC: ...oh yeah

MC: Missed you too Mephisto~

Sylus: 💢💢💢 Someone wants to walk home it seems!

[donutfloats]

Hi! She was so confident on the way to ask for a kiss and ended up getting nervous hehe

By entering the proximity of Mephis��� Kissing Booth with the intent of kissing, you run the risk of being grabbed by their Eldritch arm

[princessasmosprincess]

Appellation

Summary: A headcanon about Mephisto's childhood.

Characters: Mephistopheles, Diavolo, Mephisto's father.

Genre: Fluff, headcanon

Warnings: None.

***

Mephistopheles with a lisp as a child. His father hiring a speech therapist to tutor him, never shamed for his impediment but feeling shame nonetheless. A solemn boy, speaking with a quiet voice because he's unable to clearly pronounce his own name, let alone "Prince Diavolo" or "Your Highness."

***

"Introduce yourself to the prince, son," says his father.

"Me-Mephi-th," his face heats in embarrassment, "Mephith-to,"

His father shoots him a stern look, urging him to complete the introduction with respect.

He utters the title in barely a whisper, "Your highneth." He wants to run and hide.

Mephisto's father leaves them alone in the castle gardens under the watchful eye of Prince Diavolo's governess.

"I always thought the use of titles was so stuffy." says the prince.

Mephisto just shrugs, refusing to look at him.

"But your dad makes you say it, right? He's traditional."

Mephisto sighs miserably in response, bobbing a small nod but still staring at the ground.

The prince is quiet for a moment, until a wide smile spreads across his face, "If you have to use a title, why don't you just call me 'Lord Diavolo' for now, Mephie," he says, "It's easier."

Years of study break Mephisto of his lisp, his speech becoming eloquent and verbose. He had to work hard for something that came so easily to others, why shouldn't he be proud?

Now he only trips over his words on the rare occasion his arrogant mask slips and he's flustered.

But he'd never show that it bothers him beyond the lightest dusting of blush across his cheeks. He's not that shy, self conscious child anymore.

Though the affectionate title of "Lord Diavolo" remains. The Crown Prince still prefers it to any other honorific.

[hasmephydoneanythingwrong]

I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared

After slogging through Lahmu after Lahmu… It’s done.

But not even two days’ rest in-universe? I’m compelled to rush through this whole Singularity, too. Of all the times for Mephy to get the flu… I’m not touching Solomon until at least the 29th. Maybe even the day after, and then I’m running as fast as I can.

[aztecbrujeria]

Thinking about our cute little nanita running around the base, complete opposite of her mother, leaving behind glitter and fairy tutus and calling for her daddy. Luke and Kieran having the time of their lives while pushing her in a mini mephi car and she’s using her little pop gun shooting bad guys…Sylus pokes his head out letting his horns and tail be seen and smiling, “What’s my little murder of crows doing out here?”

She starts giggling and her own tail and horns appear while she screams faster to Kieran and Luke. “Daddy!!!”

[melodymelonswinter]

Some limbus x pjsk character pairings, either based on how funny their dynamic would be or how similar the characters are.

Spoilers for both Limbus and Pjsk

Note* I have not seen all the Pjsk events yet

Yi Sang & Kanade

You know, it surprises me how much these two have in common, like both being "geniuses," Kanade with composing and Yi Sang with technology. And these talents are what lead them to their lowest points as well as meeting their current support circle. During their lowest points, both Yi Sang and Kanade didn't care for their health at all. Yi Sang ate anything, even if it was rotten, and didn't care for his injuries. Kanade, passed out from overworking herself and would have died if it weren't for Honami noticing that something's wrong. 

They both also have, like, no muscle mass whatsoever. Barely able to run without passing out right after. Also they are both really kind hearted individuals, Kanade is a bit more obvious as she is dedicating herself to saving Mafuyu even at the expense of herself, where Yi Sang worries a lot about the guts in LCB, going out of his way to try and comfort them even if he doesn't know how to. 

I imagine them sitting in Kanade's room chatting away about their interests till the sun goes down and up again. Both of them realize they haven't eaten anything once Honami comes in asking.

Faust & Rui

You do not want to be in the same room as these two, they will turn you into their lab rat for their abomination of a machine. Run if you see these two ever interact.

In all honesty, they’d have a really good feedback loop of Rui making something Faust giving her thoughts and making improvements as we go. I also see Rui being absolutely manic about Mephi, to the point where Faust or Meursault has to watch him like a hawk so he doesn’t go to the back corridors. 

Don Quixote & Tsukasa

Silly loud blonde things that make their presence known by everyone

These two have so much in common it is actually insane, like they both have the “show must go on” thing, Don donning the identity of Don Quixote willingly to carry on dad Quixote’s dream for herself and Tsukasa with his attitude about shows. They both initially began their dreams for someone else- Tsukasa wanting to make Saki smile and Don Quixote doing basically everything for dad Quixote. This also coincides with both of them adopting a new attitude for the sake of the people around them, Sancho willingly overwriting her identity and becoming Don Quixote to carry on Dad Quixote’s dream even at the cost of herself and Tsukasa wanting to become a star after he and Saki saw that one show together.

Hell even PXL and La Manchaland have stuff in common, as both places were founded on the idea of making people happy - La Manchaland was to make bloodfiends and humans co-exist but Dad Quixote believed that it’ll make them happier. However the ideals that these places were founded on were then lost, PXL was able to embody its original meaning so that there is one difference.

As you see, I really like both of these characters.

Ryoshu & Mafuyu

Ryoshu takes one look at Mafuyu and her mom and immediately pulls out her sword.

Look, Ryoshu already took one messed kid under her wing, she’s gonna do it again and Mafuyu is going to be very confused. But hey at least Sinclair has another sibling now.

“Let me K. Y. M. kid” [Let me kill your mom kid]

Meursault & Kohane

All of Kohane’s worked up confidence in social interactions is gonna go away as soon as she meets Meursault. She’s gonna overthink and believe that he hates her because he only responds with one word responses or very bland answers. There’s so many long pauses until Kohane asks Meursault a question like, “What’s your favorite food?” and he just responds with, “I have none.” 

“Oh okay- well mine Peach buns…” Conversation ends.

And they sit there awkwardly

Hong lu & Shizuku

The sparkling dumbasses

Put the two airheads together and see what happens, they get into stupid situations that everyone else has to deal with. 

Heathcliff & Akito

Thanks to @mizuki-is-pretty for putting these two into my head.

These guys would interact once and think that the other is a bit of a prick. Cause they both are just like that. Akito would see Heathcliff as a lazy half-hearted guy while Heathcliff would see Akito as a stuck-up snot-nosed kid. But As they interact more and more they’d notice the other one, ain’t so bad but they’ll take quick jabs at each other when they can. 

Heathcliff & Akito, the most I think about them the more I think they are alike. As they both feel very inferior and have been made to feel inferior by the people around them. Heathcliff endured years of humiliation and abuse from Wuthering Heights & Akito with his time in Vivid Street. They have been through a lot, both of them but were able to push through, Akito for the sake of his dream and his stubborn personality and Heathcliff with his love for Cathy. One had a happier ending than the other-. The environment that they were in also informed quite a bit of their personalities, as they both at first are really mean. We saw in the main story how Akito treated Kohane, Heathcliff was around the same [just more violent], but as both of their stories progressed we see them open-up and grow to care for their companions a lot.  

Ishmael & Ena

They hear each other complain about Heathcliff & Akito and immediately become friends. Like, “I am so sorry that you have to deal with that thing…”

These two, are angry self-destructive guys who need the people around them to help them snap out of it. Though how they were helped and their motivations moving forward are very different from each other.

Rodion & An

Rodya would have a good time with any of the pjsk kiddos. But I picked An because of her social butterfly personality which meshes well with Rodya's big sister vibes.

Rodya is also sarcastic to the point most of it goes over An’s head and I think that’ll be fun to see. Of course Rodya would be pretty salty to see that An has a good life but I think she’s mature enough to know that beefing with a teenager isn’t going to help her.

Sinclair & Minori

Sinclair makes a friend that is also an idol. At least Sinclair is hesitant because someone like Minori is pretty uncommon, even more so in the City. But he soon opens up to her to which Minori takes him to a cafe and they have a nice time eating sweets and complimenting each other. 

Outis & ?

If I’m being honest I was stuck on Outis, cause she would traumatize every pjsk kiddos with her verbal abuse since most of them will either get too emotional - allowing more abuse from Outis- or lack too much confidence - crumbling under the pressure. 

Outis just hates kids man…

Gregor & Mizuki

I think Gregor having a soft spot for children would be in character for him. He gives off heavy cool uncle vibes that’s actually a deadbeat vibes, and that’s how I think Mizuki would treat him. Not the cool part, just deadbeat uncle, like they’d get Gregor to buy them some clothes and take them out to cafes all while Gregor reluctantly agrees to it because he just can’t say no.

Both Gregor and Mizuki are also Outcasts. Gregor’s Canto is literally called “The Outcast” and in many instances he has been deemed an outcast, most recently the LCB Regular Checkup event Gregor was the only one to not have a ranking because he was the exception. Some people on twitter have also noted how his identities are also quite different from the other sinners as well.

While Mizuki is because of their peers believing Mizuki is weird for how they chose to present themselves. Mizuki is very aware of how people view them and so chose to be the outcast and just not get too close to anyone at school. 

…

I tried to make it so there weren’t any repeats- also this post just turned into a pseudo character analysis. Welp. 

You know, Ryoshu taking all the characters with parental issues and threatening said parents would be a site to behold.

“W. N. T. K. T. B.” [we need to kill this bitch]

“Ryoshu-shi please don’t kill anyone’s parents! Please!” - Sinclair panicking

[fanfictionstuff]

Reader getting hospitalized at True Cross Hospital after an Exorcist mission, and Amaimon coming and going to bring you snacks (no one sees or knows he's coming in or out, and he probably sleeps under your bed like a cat), and being annoyed about how long you're taking to heal. He thinks your scent is getting weird and sterile from being in the hospital, so he's insistent on replacing it with his own through cuddles. He's also attempting to "assure" you that he will get bloody, murderous revenge on your behalf.

With Mephisto, he sends you Mephi-gift baskets, and fills your whole room up with flowers (super dramatic). Sends you personalized little letters that appear on your bedside table everyday. Makes time in his Ever So Busy schedule to see you. He poofs in, smooches your forehead each time crooning "how are you feeling~❤?", brings you distractions in the form of media (he takes requests). Brings videogames and plays with you too. Is probably going to get revenge too, but in a more indirect and subtle way than Amaimon.

The minute you say, 'I'm feeling better,' Amaimon will try to kidnap you from the hospital. 'But you said you're better.'

Amaimon

“Two weeks?!” you exclaim, sitting up too quickly as a sharp pain shoots through your body. “Please, be more careful.” The nurse quickly rushes to your side, gently helping you lie back down on the bed. “You don’t want to risk opening the stitches.” She gestures to a spot on your side. Curiously, you lift the gown, unbothered by the nurse's presence, to inspect the damage. “Oh.” A large wound, stitched closed, runs vertically along your side. “You also have a broken leg and a few other minor injuries. The doctor will be in shortly to discuss everything with you.” 

It’s only been a couple of minutes since the doctor left, and you haven’t even had the chance to message your loved ones to let them know you’re alive before he climbs through the window. “Amaimon, hospitals have doors.” He stares blankly at you before grimacing. “You smell bad.” 

You open your mouth to scold him because who the hell does he think he is? But he climbs beside you on the bed, nuzzling into your neck and pressing soft kisses against your skin as he carefully runs his hands along your body. “What are you doing?”

“You smell like…the hospital. I want you to smell like me again.” He complains. “When can we go home?” 

“You can go home anytime you want. I can go home in two weeks if everything goes smoothly.” 

He pulls back, looking down at you with an unimpressed expression. "That’s too long. I want you to come home tonight.” 

You nod in agreement. “Yeah, I want to go home tonight too, but that’s not going to happen. I’m stuck here for two weeks while I recover." 

Amaimon sits up and begins pulling up your hospital gown. “Who did this to you? I will kill them for hurting my human. I will bring you their head.” 

A possessed man inflicted the wound. “No, no. It’s already been taken care of. I don’t need any heads Amaimon.” He gazes at your wound for a moment longer before gently pulling the gown back down and positioning himself on top of you, being careful to avoid the injury. One of his claws lightly traces the edge of the wound as he holds you close. 

An hour later, the nurse returns to check on how you’re doing, her gaze uncertain as she spots the strangely dressed man sprawled on top of you, turned away from her. “Excuse me, sir,” she stammers. “You shouldn’t be—” You hold up a hand to silence her and shake your head. “He’s fine. Just leave him be; I’ll make him leave if he becomes a problem."

“But…” 

Amaimon doesn’t bother moving; his back is to the nurse, and he is relaxed against your side. 

“The doctor will be checking on you soon, and he will need to examine your wounds.” 

You nod slowly. “Alright, I’ll ask him to leave for now.” Grasping his shoulder, you give him a gentle shake. “Could you please go grab me something to eat? Hospital food is bland. Get us both some dinner.” 

Amaimon slides off the bed and moves toward the window. “Amaimon! The door—" Before you can finish your sentence, he leaps out the window. 

The nurse hastily rushes to the window to look out, expecting to see the man lying on the ground needing medical attention. You’re on the tenth floor. But when she looks outside, there’s nothing there. Turning back to you, she gives a questioning glance. “I would say I can explain, but honestly, I really can’t," you admit.

Later that night, the nurse pretty much convinced herself that the man from earlier was just a figment of her imagination. She’s sleep deprived. Sometimes, you see things when you are sleep-deprived, right? She does one last check on her patients before leaving for the night. 

You’re her last patient to check on. When she opens the door, she finds you asleep, which isn’t unusual given the late hour. Snacks are strewn across your bedside table, and a makeshift bouquet sits on your windowsill. A second figure is sprawled on the bed, partially draped over you. As she locks eyes with the eerily glowing golden orbs in the darkness, the clipboard slips from her grasp, clattering to the floor.

Mephisto

You wake up to harsh fluorescent lights above you, trying to remember what happened. A quick glance around the room, filled with a bouquet and gift basket, makes your location clear. “He’s so dramatic," you mutter, rolling your eyes as you carefully sit up. A sharp pain in your side reminds you why you’re here. You reach for the nurse call button, and within minutes, a friendly young woman appears by your bedside. After explaining what happened and how to take care with the stitches, her eyes widen as if she’s just remembered something. “Sir Pheles requested that we call him as soon as you woke up; is that alright? I wanted to get your permission first.”

“Sure.”

Moments later, the demon king is by your side, gently grasping your cheeks and showering your face with kisses. “I was so worried! Don’t fret; the person who hurt you has been dealt with. Is there anything I can get for you?” Mephisto’s warm hands continue to cradle your face as he speaks. “Anything at all for my love~” He coos at you. 

“When you say dealt with-“ 

“I’ve brought your favorite fruit along with a variety of snacks. How do you like the flowers? Naturally, only the best for you.” Mephisto easily brushes over the question you were attempting to ask. 

“Thank you.”

“Of course.” He gently places his warm lips on your forehead before leaning his forehead against yours. “You need to be more careful. I’m assigning you to desk duty for the next year.” 

“A year?!” You pull away, staring at him as if he’s completely lost his mind. “There’s no way I’m doing desk work for an entire year!” 

He nods, an understanding expression crossing his face. “Of course, how foolish of me. You’re an incredibly talented exorcist. Let’s agree on ten months then. Alright, I need to take my leave. Love you~ Bye.” With that, he disappears in a puff of pink smoke.

You stare at the spot where he vanished, your jaw dropping in disbelief. "What an idiot."

The next day, when he arrives, you refuse to meet his gaze. “Don’t act that way, sweetheart. Okay, fine. Six months. _____?” He lets out a dramatic sigh. “At least until you’re fully healed. You know, that will probably take three to four months.”

The moment you finally turn to face him, there’s no time for you to give your agreement; his lips press against yours before you can utter a single word. 

"Now, let’s have dinner," he grins, lifting two cups of instant ramen. 

“Seriously?”

[enden-k]

I hope I'm not too late for this! (The wolf man and braid gay questions)

1. Their names

2. How do they play a role in your world

3. Who's their favorite person among your ocs

4. What genre of media would they enjoy (horror, romance, ect.)

ITS OK AHHAH

wolf guys name is iza (izayah) and braid guy is tay!!

iza is one of the minor characters but still appears often for comedic relief if u wanna call it that. he and his partner (mephisto) are part of the suits who organize/run the game (therefore theyre on no good or evil side but neutral ground) and theyre dubbed "cleaners" - their task is basically "getting rid" of rulebreakers (iza doesnt like his job). tay is part of the main trio and a participant of the game, on abels (pink glasses guy) side. hes taking care of the van, bike, anything other breakable (hes skilled w his hands when it comes to engines and all that stuff)

since theyre part of the suits, iza and mephi should be impartial and not help either side to victory.......they dont so they wont break any rules but considering iza is abels biggest fan its kinda clear who theyre secretly rooting for. tays favorite person are both his besties (abel and mars, the blue haired girl)

funnily enough, considering his role, iza is terribly scared of horror etc and a big enjoyer of romance (he cries a lot) and musicals (hes not very talented but a passionate singer nonetheless) or anything action (its just so cool) - on the contrary, tay enjoys splatter and creepy horror and abel and mars dont rlly know whats scarier, the kinda stuff he can watch unfazed or his cute friendly smile he keeps on wearing while watching (its always the seemingly pure, innocent ones huh.../j)

thank u for asking abt them!!!!!!! 🫶

[starsonablackboard]

mutuals appreciation post! i've been feeling sentimental about the fact that i met so many wonderful skillfull artists and just great people here in such a short time so i want to tell each one of you a couple of nice words

@miaumiaoumao it amazes me how many art styles you can pull off. that's a very rare skill in my experience and you absolutely slay every time. your silly cartoony comics are always a joy to see, and the way you do lineart in the more realistic styles is asolutely wonderful. im staring at the "peer into the darkness" piece (the second one) while im writing this and i cant stop. the way how it's all pencil-y, grainy and textured scratches some deep itch of mine

@fanaroff i love how squishy and soft you draw your characters. your style is so interesting to me, you push the proportions yet it still looks balanced and right. also your characters often feel very grounded in their environment and space, they feel solid. like i know how they would feel if i could touch them yk? i guess that's what i mean as squishy and soft aha

@myballsitchaurghouchie my god where do i begin. your character designs? immaculate. so eccentric and bold and full of character, i love all of the wiskers-ear tufts-fly aways you give your narinder, and the way you stylise your lamb's wool and goat's hair looks insanely cool. you know how to pull off both extremely soft and gentle atmosphere and extremely dynamic one. i see your art quite infrequently but each time it's a joy to behold

@aniimoni i fell in love with your art from the first glance. despite the fact that the majority of your works that i see are digital ones, they all feel so... tactile? sensory? as if i can feel non existent grafite under my fingers, trace the brush strokes. the art that you do is so very gentle, the care you put into it is obvious even through the screen. also i love your lamb's design so very much. and narinder's penis ears. what can i do

@sriibble don't know if i should tag you since you're not in our weird cultist club and you already know all im about to say but hey, no harm in some praise, is there. i've seen you skills evolve over these years, but honestly each time i see your new drawings i feel like im awestruck for the very first time. the way you work with colour sometimes looks like magic to me, you can take the palette that makes no sense and bend and mold and twist it into something absolutely beautiful. i know you draw without lines or contours but each time i actually see im in awe. maybe i sound cheesy but it feels like you actually create art, like it runs from your fingers and molds in your palms like clay. жесть меня понесло конечно но и ладно. люблю тебя моя радость, чмаф

@greedykrab the way you work with colour is insane omg. your drawings have such pure raw energy to them, the way you draw, messy and confident, is mesmorising amd so so expressive. you convey atmosphere masterfully, that black and red drawing of narinder in the window still scares the shit out of me. i adore your dark warm kinda dirty paletts, i feel like you know very well how colour and lighting behave, your pieces always feel so real

@midia666 your bishop designs are so unique and striking, i feel like they do an absolutely awesome job at being, well, character designs -- conveying personalities through the way character looks. you have such a good grasp on human (and human-ish) anatomy, your linework is so confident yet so gentle when it needs to be. и я всегда радуюсь видя крутых русскоговорящих художников тут. спасибо за ваши труды <3

@donutfloats it's maybe a strangely specific way to start but i love how you draw wide open maws full of teeth <3 you understand anthro facial (muzzle? snout?) structure so well at such level which i strive towards. the clothes you give your charactes are always amazing and i wish i could wear them, and the diverse body types are so pleasing to look at. also mephis is my fav i love them sm

@teruuu i scroll through all of you guy's art tags so i can formulate my thoughts better and oh god ru i forgot how absolutely batshit insane your art can be in the bestestest of ways. all those scribbly lines and sharp teeth and broken colours, absolutely wild amazing and so so vivid. your designs are a delight to look at and even more a delight to draw, your characters are so expressive and fun and your lineless artstyle is so polished and pleasing and nice, it's amazing in a whole different way <3

@linvxtheghost your art lately been such an interesting middle point between lineless and line..full? and your colours are vibrant yet very balanced, it's like you draw with acrilic markers but in didgital, yk?? it's such a cool look! your more soft colouring stule is also so so nice and gentle and glowy i adore it sm. and your sketches are so dynamic and fun!! твои рисунки всегда будут близки моему сердцу леша и вообще ты крутой художник блин. (бтв если ты таки запостишь мои комишки я зареблогаю the shit out of them)

woooow that was a lot but a fun lot! i hope i didn't leave anyone out?? i double checked. you guys are all so wonderfull and skilled im so glad we're mutuals!!! have a great day and take care <3