#smol satan

[satans-knitwear]

Squishes u 💕

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

[nopenototdaysatan]

"Try me, Bitch. -Legend"

*screaming into the abyss* I'm having fun, I swear. Take the work in progress.

[wenumsmol]

Bruh the plot isn't plotting and I wanna yeet myself into the Chicago river.

[modgirlyreposts-revamped]

Maurice’s favorite morning activity is cooking breakfast and watering his plants as he adjusts to the new day.

Millie’s favorite morning activity is going back to sleep.

The contrast between them is my favorite thing ever DFJSHFJHGJSFDSJF-

[eclipsecrowned]

thinking about ficverse hel and nuala and like. post-fic timeline we have a tall, dark, and gothic figure whose very bearing is cold and reserved. the other is a tiny, pink, and girlish figure who is generally enthused about the world and gentle.

one of them believes murder is okay. it's not the one you expect.

[stealthetrees]

Time travel au where all the Jedi wake up in Attack of the Clones after dying. The ones that died sooner just walk it off like it’s a weird dream. Everyone who died in order 66 is confused but maybe it’s a vision? Most of the inquisitors either panic or run to the nearest mind healer and burst into tears or trauma dump. Caleb Dume/Kanan is absolutely convinced he’s dead and this is the after life and no one can convince him otherwise. Obi-wan Kenobi sees smol Anakin and goes ‘shit just keeps happening huh’.

Ashoka Tano is disturbingly wise and knowledgeable for a youngling. Cal Kestis jumps up from class, yells “not today satan” stabs his crechemaster and jumps out the window (he thinks he got caught by the empire and drugged or something), he steals a ship and makes it all the way to Bogano and picks up BD-1 before Cordova find him getting his ass beat by local wildlife and drags him back to Coruscant. Cere is doing her best to comfort Jaro Tapal but he’s not reassured that Cal jumps out of windows all the time.

Plo Koon and Shaak Ti are scheming to get their sons back. Anakin is busy having a breakdown. Grogu just keeps asking for his Buir. Yoda, always ready for drama, let’s Caleb tell him all about his life and his family, asks what his padawan would want him to do. Caleb thinks about this for a minute and nods to himself. He builds a pipe bomb and duct tapes it to the bottom of Palpatines chair. And steals all the credits stashed in his desk.

[king-of-wrath]

I reiterate:

SATAN AND WHO???

[da-shrimping-station]

7 Kings Height Chart

Satan - 178 (5'8")

Mammon - 201 (6'5")

Leviathan - 187 (6'1")

Beelzebub - 188 (6'1")

Lucifer - 199 (6'5")

Belphegor - 180 (5'9")

Asmodeus - 189 (6'2")

We now have the complete set!!! While the bois are pretty fckin tall, i do like the variety in heights.

Shout out to the 2 skyscrapers and special mention to the Smol One ♥️

[azaleas-wonderland]

AWH HELL NAW MAR IM NEVER EVER DOING THIS AGAIN

[skyeslittlecorner]

The height of WHB demons

A random thought that came to my mind after a conversation with a friend. Let's check how tall our hotties are. At first I thought about checking the height using sprite, because the kings are quite adequate to the descriptions. The only thing I would disagree with is Beel and Levi, but Levi leans over a bit, which may be why he seems shorter when they should be the same height.

Satan you smol bean <;33

Then. I saw Foras and Bael's poses. Well, nothing from the foreground.

Funfact - the difference between Glasyal and Mammon sprites is the same as that between Mammon and Beel. Yes, Glasya is taller. Yes, I know that canonically he is probably the only devil the size of Mammon, but I changed my mind and went to compare them differently.

There will be very loose comparisons. This can't be done very reliably, but in the comics we can see here and there what they look like standing next to each other.

By the way! I hope I didn't confuse inch when converting them from cm, but I have no idea about imperial units. It won't be worse than Michael and his 38 cm anyway.

UPDATE: YEAH I DID CONFUSE IT LOL. Because it turned out that I had converted the units incorrectly (very sorry, my fault!), I'll just stick to cm for now. If I have time, maybe I will try to calculate it again.

Let's start with something smol easy - Satan - 178 cm.

You know I'm obsessed with these two. This was the only time I counted the pixels (in Sitri's stupid heels) to know if he was taller than Satan without them. And yes. He is. (It's also possible that Sitri is tilting his head a little, but we got the general idea of them.)

It looks like Sitri is something between 180-183 cm. Compared to Sitri, Satan is high to the top of his horn, while Minhyeok is halfway up. So, Minhyeok should also be a little shorter than Satan (or his height).

It's a bit difficult with Belial, because he leans over, but it looks like he will be about half a head taller than Satan. Astaroth is a tower, no surprises.

Next, Beelzebub - 188 cm.

First, BAEL YOU'RE ???HIGHER??? THAN BEEL? So you're 190 cm tall AT LEAST? And he has no heels yes I checked!

And I thought I couldn't love you more, just give me a kiss. Andrea you can too-

Ekhm. So. Andrea is not a tower, but a whole skyscraper. And that's so hot of him. Unfortunately, either one or the other is leaning, so it's hard to judge, but Andrea should be about 200 cm. It actually fits, because from the description of the country it seems that the devils from Nilfheim are the most stature ones due to their rigorous military training. Glasyal, make room for your friend in the giants' team.

Another fun fact: Comparing the sprites, he's barely up to Mammon's (201 cm) chin. That's why I don't trust it.

Leviathan - 187 cm

It looks like Levi and Gabriel are the same height, possibly Gabriel a little taller.

I know it's probably a perspective, but imagine that our extraordinary ancestor, a grand(x666)father who orphaned 80 demons and after which we have to clean up is actually small lol

In the second one, the perspective can also make a difference, but I chose it because it looks quite okay compared to Levi's other comics. (And you can definitely see them better than when they're rolling around on the floor.) Anyway, it's my dream that Foras would be a little shorter than Levi.

Update: Chapter 5 confirms that both Leviathan and Foras are of similar height when standing side by side.

Here he is, a Burj Khalifa of a man, Mammon - 201 cm

Like Levi, he doesn't know how to pose at all. That's why he is only with Bimet. In both of them, Bimet is more or less up to his shoulder, which is comparable to Satan, which gives us ~180 cm. I expected more from you, Bimet. Disappointing.

That's all I have compared to kings. But.

There are several devils that can be estimated from each other, but since we don't know how tall they are, we can only compare them. Let's do it, because why not.

Paimon and Leraye - only one screenshot, but they will be of similar height. They can be seen together quite often. Here they can be seen simply most clearly in terms of height. (In one comic they are also next to each other, but there are different panels so the perspective may also differ.)

Of course Paimon is bending over here, but I put it in here rather following in the thought of the little grandpa. Impossible, because I doubt Paimon will be that small (still funny to imagine).

I didn't expect Morax to be so tall. Taller and better built than Buer. He looks so delicate in his sprite, but in the comics he's hot. (I had to cut off Marbas's legs to get Tumblr to let me post it. I recommend the entire panel.)

Another interesting thing. I fully agree that Ronove is much bigger than Dantalian. But for Phenix to be the simillar height as Ronove? Yes, the perspective here is not one to one, but I didn't expect Phenix to be quite high.

Phew! I think that's all I could glean, at least from things that looked somewhat legit. There was a lot. Congratulations if you made it to the end! I wonder how much of this will turn out to be true in the future.

[nopenototdaysatan]

It's blorbo Wind hours everyone!

Time for me to talk about the last of my trio of favorites. I have many thoughts about the wimdy boi. But to start I find it hilarious that I love wind because I am an older sibling. Having a younger brother that I would honestly go to war for makes Wind so much more relatable and I love him for it. But on that note I have thoughts about the expressive, excitable youngest of the chain.

Number one: One day I will have my need for twilight and Wind older sibling bonding hours satisfied. Those two could talk for hours about their siblings and what it's like to grow up with someone who looks up at them with stars in their eyes. And someone to talk about the horror of watching those younger siblings be stolen away from them with nothing they can do to stop it. Let alone starting a quest to get those people back. They'd have someone to go to when they miss their younger siblings, someone who would get it. I think it would take just one good emotional night for the two to learn they can rely on each other for that.

Number two: I've seen really good stories and stuff about wind having difficulties accepting being a younger brother to the chain but what about after that. The feeling where being neither the eldest nor the youngest (middle in my case) feels right. Like both feel like a lie now that you're in this weird in between because for years you were the eldest and you've always worn that title with pride but to call yourself the eldest now would be to deny that the others are your siblings as well. But to say you are the youngest (or middle) would be a denial of all you have done to try and be there for your younger sibling. It's this really weird place and I personally have never found a good answer to that question only finding that I can say that I am both even though that doesn't make much sense. I wanna see wind struggle and find his own answer to that question.

(It's kinda funny that Legend and Wind hold so much connection to my emotions and then I just like the multi colored smith because he's just a cool character and the fact that I love the colors.)

[missartistabby]

Asmodeus said it's on sight with Michael 😂. Enjoy!

A- *stomp, stomp, stomp* Grrrrrrrrr

A- I HATE YOU! You're an ASSHOLE! You are a terrible man!

A- Like, do you even realize how much we HATE you? Ugh! You suck Michael. I don't know what Lucifer sees in you!

L- Dear Lord.

M- Ha Ha! Good one Asmo! Gotta love him 

Little smol Satan- Psst I have a knife.

I gotta admit this was a fun panel to do 😂. (Maybe because Michael is getting yelled at 😜). Also Mammon gotta stop cussing around the kids!

@tomiokagiyuufirststan here was the idea from your ask! Hope you enjoy!

[jazeswhbhaven]

So this is just a funny thing that my brain thought up. But imagine if Belial and the other gehenna devils thought Jjyu went missing after an angel attack, only to find out he was hiding/warming up by hiding in Mc's tits. (I'm a trans guy who has a habit of carrying things in mine so I might actually allow that lol.)

Thank you for waiting on this orion-29!! I think this is cute and fun because phew while I heavily dislike my biddies, I do often think they'd be a great hiding spot for the red lumps and to keep them warm.

Jjyu is also very tiny, like he fits in the middle of your palm and there's still room tiny. So his little head just popping up out of MC's shirt being like OwO "you fucks didn't notice I was here" would be funny to me.

Belial would also reprimand him for just up and taking refuge there without asking MC permission and Satan would damn near crush him with his bare hands lol

Such a smol bab. Tiny little thing. Easy to hide in the booba.

[smashwolfen]

Been thinking about that special event in HeartGold/SoulSilver where god lets you choose an egg to make a level 1 creation trio child.

What if the baby was like, actual baby sized? Could they fit in the palms of your hands?? CAN THEY BE KITTEN SIZED???

Anyway have a messy morning doodle of satan kitten who knows no evil, is smol, eats like a turtle but growls like a baby leopard XD

Made extra baby art of this dingus fat kitten

[tiredfox64]

NEED MAVADO AND MALE/GN READER PLEEK

maybe reader is like shang tsung’s prisoner and mavado accidentally found reader after ambushing shang tsung (kinda inspired by the smol reader fic 😭)

Caged Bird

Yip notes: Please...pleek...pleek

Pairing: Mavado x Gn reader

Warning‼️: The only red flag I see is that man but if I take my glasses off I don't see anything

Making a deal with a sad Satan would be easier than making a deal with Shang Tsung. That never stopped Mavado’s drive to capture Kano. The Red Dragons need to get their hands on that filth of a man. They want all Black Dragons to be exterminated.

Mavado kept up his end of the deal. He fought tooth and nail to capture Kenshi and bring him to the sorcerer. In return, he received Kano. He took care of him by torturing him endlessly. It was a treat after all the shit he had to go through. But there is still one mess he needs to clean up. That mess would be Shang Tsung.

He’s no fool. Mavado knew of Shang Tsung’s deceptions and trickery. As if he would walk into a deal without thinking ahead. As soon as he was done with Kano he sent Hsu Hao to take care of his unfinished business. Shame on him for trusting Hsu Hao, he never got a response back. Never trust a jobber to do your job. Mavado had to close this alliance now before things went to hell. Unbeknownst to him, this last interaction with the sorcerer will give him something else.

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Cowards! That’s all Shang Tsung and Quan Chi were. They’re cowards who can’t handle Mavado and his hookswords. One man was outdoing them. He had amazing control over the swords and he used his grappling hooks to avoid their attacks. They need to stop underestimating their opponents if they ever want to succeed.

Shang Tsung nearly met his end when Mavado swung his hookswords near his throat. This was too risky even for a 2 v 1. Quan Chi helped Shang Tsung by casting a spell. Mavado was hit in the face with this cloud made of green smoke and skulls. He blocked his face and slashed at the cloud. Only when it cleared did Mavado realize that they were running away. He can’t let them leave.

He ran after them, bolting down corridors as he kept his eyes on the sorcerers. Twists and turns slowed him down until he was completely lost. The halls echoed the sounds of their footsteps too much. It was difficult to figure out where they were running to. As much as he hated to admit it, he was lost. He kept his cool but he couldn’t help but huff in frustration. Giving up is not an option. He should at least try to find them and end this unwanted escapade.

He wandered around the place to track down his targets. He only managed to stumble into what could only be described as horrific. Abominations made from god’s creations and altered without his permission. Chains swayed in the ceiling, rattling every time a disfigured body tried to free itself. Tanks full of mysterious liquid held the remains of people. The cages held many horrors. Mavado recognized that the creatures inside of them were tarkatans except they were mutated. Their skins were more reddish and had more spikes coming out of their bodies. The foulest ones were bulky like they were pumped full of steroids. He’ll pass on that. The last cage must hold the worst of them all. A being with no light left in their eyes, one who would relinquish any speck of humanity from themselves, one who would—oh, wait, it’s not bad at all.

In the last cage, your body laid on a filthy mattress. The metal frame of the bed looked as rusted as the metal chains that kept you in place. You had your back turned to the bars so you never saw Mavado staring at you.

He was staring for a minute or two. Out of everything he had seen in that room, you were a sight for sore eyes, at least from what he could see. He could only see your back but there didn’t seem to be any spikes coming out of you or discoloration in your skin. He wondered why someone so normal was in this cursed place. Curiosity drives people and it drove Mavado to knock lightly against the bars. They rang out and alerted you that someone was there.

“I thought you said no experiments for today since you had a supposed guest.” You replied in a tired and blunt tone.

You mistook Mavado for Shang Tsung. It did surprise him that you were being experimented on. You don’t have any signs on your body to show you were altered. Not even a blood stain on you.

“You are mistaken.” He put it simply.

You flinched when you heard a mysterious voice. You turned around slowly, suspicious of who was behind you. You worried that this was another one of Shang Tsung’s tricks and he was disguising himself as someone else. The man you turned to was unfamiliar. You took in every detail you could such as his clothes, the tattoo on his arm, his hookswords, and his face. As you did that, he did the same to you.

Mavado examined the way you looked at him. You showed no fear in your eyes not even when you looked at his swords. You looked confused but curious at the same time. Now that he had a better look at you he can confirm you were not mutated or altered. You looked as regular as him. Though he did find you to be quite stunning. He might be thinking that because out of everything he has seen you are the one who doesn’t hurt his eyes.

“By any chance, did your jailer come running by here?” He asked.

You nodded your head no before speaking, “I never heard his footsteps. You were pretty quiet coming in here.”

“That’s because I wanted to take my time…” He looked around the place to emphasize his next point, “Observing Shang Tsung’s creations.”

“Mhm, yes, quite the scientist. Sooner or later I’ll look like one of these freaks.” Your nonchalant attitude soon became somber. You were clearly unhappy with your predicament.

Look, Mavado isn’t a saint. He’s part of a criminal organization but you don’t know that. But if he were in your shoes he wouldn’t want to be turned into a tarkatan. Their lives are full of pain. It’d be a shame if a gorgeous person like you were to be turned into something so wretched. It’d really piss off Shang Tsung if one of his experiments were set free or even stolen. You know what, Mavado has a good set of reasons to let you out. It’s not like you’re gonna argue with him about setting you free.

“Well, you could always leave.”

“Do you not see the chains and bars? I can’t leave.” You looked at him like he was crazy.

“Not without my help.”

You tilted your head in confusion. You were unsure of what he was hinting at. It’s not like he had a key with him.

“I’ll make a deal with you. I help you get out of here, and you come with me. The Red Dragon clan could always use another set of hands.”

He made you curious. You never heard of the Red Dragon clan. You have a bunch of questions as to how this clan is associated with Shang Tsung. You don’t even know the man in front of you. Will that stop you from getting your possible freedom? You have nothing else to lose it’s either this or growing teeth that resemble a piranha.

“Humor me. I’d like to see you try when you don’t have the key with you.”

Watch and learn.

Mavado took his time observing the bars of your cage. They were rusted and they shifted from a light push. They aren’t up to date. A few kicks should do the job but that would be too loud and alert the sorcerers. He better give it one hell of a kick to break it.

He stored his hookswords behind his back before pulling out his grappling hooks. He threw them down, the hook sinking into the hard ground. He gave a test yank to make sure they would stay put. Yup, they ain’t moving. He turned to look at you and he gave a face that made you feel some hope. Mavado had a smug look that said “Are you ready for this, I don’t think you are ready for this”.

“Cover your ears. This is going to be loud.” He warned.

He took steps back and stretched his grappling hooks. The band grew thinner the farther he went back. You stared blankly at the spectacle before you. You covered your ears as he instructed and waited for the solution to come flinging.

Mavado couldn’t back up any further and found that this would be enough. He jumped up and he was flung at the bars at high speeds. They never stood a chance. A loud clashing of metal echoed as the bars fell to the ground hard. It cracked the stones beneath it. There, Mavado stood before you, dusting himself off like what he did was casual. Your mouth fell open.

He retracted his grappling hooks and took out his hookswords to help with your chains. He slashed both of them at the same time. It was so quick and effortless that you didn’t realize he did it until your arms fell to your sides. You looked at your wrist to see the shackles still on you with a small length of chain still attached.

You felt like you could breathe for the first time in a while. That bland attitude you had changed. You were lively instead of acting like a corpse ready for examination. You took a step off of your rancid bed but almost fell. Mavado was quick to catch you and help you stand. He had you move your arm so it could wrap around his neck. His arm wrapped around your waist to keep you balanced.

“Don’t push yourself. Shang Tsung had probably weakened you too much to walk.” He advised you as you two slowly walked out of your cage.

You didn’t care that you were weak. You were just happy to be out and moving. Though it may be cut short with Mavado bringing you to his clan, you will at least bask in this moment.

All that ruckus would of course alert Shang Tsung. He ignored Quan Chi’s advice to not investigate and ran to find that one of his experiments was missing. Mavado was pushing all of his buttons.

As Mavado tried to find an exit he heard rapid footsteps coming from behind. When he peaked over his shoulders, he saw Shang Tsung coming for you both. He was so angry he used his magic to shoot flaming skulls at you two. You would have been hit if Mavado didn’t pull you away in time. Oh NOW he wants to fight.

“Wrap your arms around my neck tightly.” He instructed in a serious tone.

“Why?”

“Because it’s going to be rough for you.”

You had no idea what he meant but you did as he said. You stared at Shang Tsung in horror as he came closer. You didn’t watch Mavado as he used his grappling hooks once more. You heard a snap and after that the only noise left was you screaming as you both were flung into the air.

Good riddance, Shang Tsung.

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“Mavado, why do you always bring random people back to the stronghold?” Daegon asked as he rubbed his forehead in frustration.

“I don’t see any downsides to adding more warriors to our clans.”

“They are not a warrior, they are an experiment.” Daegon corrected Mavado.

“They were an experiment before I recused them. They could easily become a warrior if you let them stay.” Mavado had that same smug look on his face because he knew Daegon wouldn’t deny having more people in his clan.

The demigod sighed before saying, “Fine, but they are your responsibility. If Shang Tsung comes looking for them you take care of that yourself.” Daegon walked off after giving Mavado the go-ahead to let you join.

Hsu Hao just finished getting your shackles off when Mavado came back. He told Hsu Hao to get more supplies to clean you up. He then took your wrist to check for any wounds since the skin seemed damaged.

“So, your name is Mavado?” You asked.

“Yes. I forgot to introduce myself officially. But now you know.” He sat down next to you and began to clean your wrist with an alcohol wipe.

“What should I expect to happen now?”

“For one, you won’t be put into a cage. I don’t think someone like you should be trapped away and left to rot. Second, you’re with us now. And if you don’t want that then too bad, you know too much now.” His tone was joking but he was full-on serious.

You cracked a small smile and rolled your eyes, “Don’t worry, I don’t think I can leave with how weak I am. Plus, I need to repay you back for getting me out.”

“You’re starting to get it now. Soon you will be in good shape and I will make you into a warrior. Maybe then you and I can exact our revenge on Shang Tsung.”

“I’d like that actually.”

Maybe your time with the Red Dragons won’t be so bad. You already have a liking to Mavado, it can’t be hard to like everyone else. Plus, he is quite the looker. Better looking than those tarkatans you were surrounded by that’s for sure.

Yap notes: I will forever see him as Guatemalan and Dominican. Y'all can say he is Puerto Rican or Spanish (From Spain I mean) but imma stay in my silly little word and believe he is like me fr fr. Now If you don't mind imma bite the back of his neck and drag him away like a mother cat would. Adiós!

[thepurplewombat]

We do know what happened, actually, because Mo Xuanyu tells us. In his diary, which Wei Wuxian reads in the first volume of the novel. Page 19 of the 7S paperback, if you're interested.

I always forget that it's not canon that Mo Xuanyu didn't try to go after Jin Guangyao romantically and Jin Guangyao just made that shit up to get him kicked out and that we don't know what actually happened